Aug 10, 2011
Quick litmus test: Does the phrase ‘I’m planking on a million,’ which spills joyously from the lips of one Sean Carter, fill you with revulsion? (And is it Aw Geez Dad Please Shut Up revulsion or Fuck You Scrooge McDuck revulsion?) To what degree can you stomach incessant chatter about cars, (terrible) sports franchises, priceless works of art apparently mounted over toilets, gold bottles, Paris boutiques, sheepskin coats, or (ahem) bitches? Could the timing be any worse? Does the timing matter? Can you blame two of the least relatable people on planet earth for not being particularly relatable, of being oblivious to all the other shit clogging up your Twitter feed right now? Would We Are Not Human Beings have been a better title? Ready to Die of Old Age in Unimaginable Comfort?

Rob Harvilla. (via marathonpacks)

Sentences ending in periods:question marks:exclamation points, approximately: 39:22:14

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