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I try to avoid linking to The Big Picture because pretty much everything they post is link-worthy. But seriously, this photo is just breathtaking.
I try to avoid linking to The Big Picture because pretty much everything they post is link-worthy. But seriously, this photo is just breathtaking.
All great, except for the francesinha which, as sandwiches go, is total bullshit.
I am scarily obsessed with this soundtrack.
All great, except for the francesinha which, as sandwiches go, is total bullshit.
I love when porn gets topical (see also: Who’s Nailin’ Palin?), but seriously, did the makers of this Berlusconi-themed porn really think about what they were associating themselves with? Nothing is guaranteed to kill a boner quite like the image of a creepy, demented 74-year old midget throwing a fuck into a bored-looking prostitute.
If nothing else, think of his balls. Ugh. That’s my next 10 boners completely ruined.
Gloriousnoise has come across a copy of Kentucky Fried Chicken’s amazing Corporate Rap from 1987. It’s great, but it’s no KPMG Corporate Anthem.
Also, as an aside: I realise this is entirely a Pavlovian thing, but does the slab font Kentucky Fried Chicken used in the 1980s feel nice and comforting to anyone else? No? Just me? I guess that explains a lot.
Man, I’m hungry now.
Jesus, the country is fucked.
It’s a far cry from Glenroe, I’ll tell you that much.
Cute video, but it always weirds me out the way that internet nerds romanticise/fetishise manual labour. My first job was in a printing company, and the monotony of it almost drove me insane. For example, that girl sending the bundles of notebooks through the plastic wrapper is a nice shot, but for weeks on end, she probably goes into work and does nothing but that one action. Keep that in mind when you’re watching the video.
Whatever you’re doing, stop it and watch this now. Ghostwatch was the scariest TV special I’ve ever seen and it still scares the fuck out of me today.
Trust Stephen Fry to be behind the wheel of one of the first mainstream hypertext books where the form is just as interesting as the content.