What’s worse: sweatpants or no pants?
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
Month: October 2013 (Page 4 of 15)
Seriously, how fucking hard is it to draw this man’s face properly?
Number one: this is not acceptable even on T-Shirt Tuesday; number two: I’m going to pull out my rarely-used Jew card and just declare that nose anti-semitic.
It’s Terrible, it’s Dead…but I don’t know if this one qualifies as Art.
Yeah, this is what Garcia looks like: Old Testament God + Lassie + Wolverine.
Bobby was having a good hair life.
Wanger.
Fuck your Tahoe Tweezer: gimme a 25-minute acoustic version of I Can’t Drive 55 any day.
As I’ve told you, Terrible Dead Art asks questions of our culture and, in the end, of the nature of reality itself: Why do bad things happen to good people? Is this all there is? What would Bobby look like with a shallow brain pan and mild acromegaly?
You know that old saying about how pets and their owners come to resemble each other?
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