It is my firmly held belief that the jolly ol’ Turk we all know as Santa Claus isn’t actually Santa Claus. He’s actually an overweight lesbian from Malibu who lives in bomb-shelter up near Anchorage and occasionally emerges from her lair to fly around the world and curse video games so that the characters contained within are sucked out and trapped in the real world.
R.I.P. Knuckles the Echidna.
Merry Christmas, Tumblr!
Pawn Shop Shit?
Just got back from my local 24-hour pawn shop. Bought Hannibal, Watchmen, Good Morning Vietnam, and some old WWII-era film reels on DVD, all for only six bucks. I love the used movie bin, man. It’s a good friend.
Who grills meat? Like, all the way? Well done steaks have gone the way of the Purgatory. Upside down as Mama Bear told me to keep boxing bitches.