chris on June 27 2011
This, my people, is a stone cold groove machine. Our fellow Brooklynites manufacturing dance moves like the Jackson parents. Oh and read the post below because i want to get paid too. Also shout out to Lindsey from Different Fur Studios. Holla atcha boys.
alex on June 25 2011
Miss me? I got reacquainted with a little something known as "the radio" (the FM band to be exact) while I was away. All I have to say is WHAT-THE-FUCK, Chris and myself run circles 'round you radio monkies. Radio isn't dying because of satellite or pandora, or the internet - radio is dying because you shitheads play terrible music that was popular when I was in fucking middle school. Here's something no man should ever have to say to you, if your big give away is bare naked ladies tickets youre doing something fucking wrong. I'll take a cold 12 pack of Natural Light any day over seeing some washed out band play. Give Chris and me a radio station and we'll prove the FM band is alive and well. A return to the days where you used to sit in the car in your drive way just to hear your favorite radio program.
alex on June 17 2011
I've been eating a fuck ton of candy lately. CANDY Y U TASTE SO GOOD? I'm quickly approaching that 2 year mark where I goto the dentist and get my mouth taken care of. I dont think I've ever seen anyone look so let down than when I goto the dentist. At least I dont fuck around when they ask me shit like how much i'm flossing. "oh me? yea never."