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I don't care what any of these eggheads say about estrogenic whatzahoozits. I'm willing to sing soprano and have a huge quivering hairy vagina in the middle of my chest if it means I get to have JUSTONE MORE GODDAMN BEER.
-- Mr. Bad
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I just kind of picture me and Michael Jordan on the phone in
one of those crazy cartoon long-distance commercials, and he
says, "Just because you're MISTER Bad, and they're SUPER bad,
doesn't mean you're related." OK, that's kinda dumb, but you should check out superbad.com anyways.
It's just crazy-ass eye-fucking, but it's cool. Lots of clicking around and
stuff, and silly shit, and weird pictures and I DON'T KNOW WHAT-ALL. It's worth
a click.
Check it out yourself
uaka@pigdog.org
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