School in Olympia. Life in Portland.
Fuck you, Glenn Beck. Seriously, fuck you.
I've had enough of your bullshit. You don't care about politics, you care about making as much money as you can possibly stuff into your fat fucking pockets. Books, "comedy" tours, radio programming, television shows... I'm sick and fucking tired of you and your bloated ego.
I had to listen to your show EVERY morning when I went to visit my conservative family members in California. Once, you were such a prick, I seriously thought I was going to hurl. I kind of wish I had barfed, because maybe that would have made them change the station. But no, you're a conservative genius, which is why when you get pissed at people who actually making some fucking sense, you yell at them and disconnect them.
Fuck you, you Aryan Nazi Mormon asshole.
I think we should just eat more Combos. I really like the pizza flavor ones.
And maybe! We need to point out our strip clubs! That's pretty fucking manly to me!
While being stuck in Olympia rather frequently sucks, at least I know the area!
But I'm disappointed that Sleater-Kinney is going to be in Portland, and not Oly...
I've seen this dozens of times... It's really nothing that new.
They look so grumpy!
There's only one thing that can fix this: kittens! Just let dozens of kittens roam about city hall, mewing and attacking pant legs. I don't think they'll be worried about much else with little kitten paws batting at their shoelaces.
Oh shit, I'm not 17 anymore, just 18.
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