Russell Brand Leaves BBC Radio

B-U-M-M-E-R.



While Jim and I make shirts all day, we watch Gavin & Stacey, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Kitchen Nightmares, and listen to Russell Brand Radio. There is so much bullshit out there, I always get psyched for a new show of his. This is partly because Noel Gallagher is always on it, and mostly because it makes me laugh the way you laughed at cartoons when you were seven. Stinky-stinky.

Tim Harrington is Sick

Spoiler Alert

First non-tee item we have ever made

we feel pretty passionately-passionate about these dudes.

Shirtage.

poopkins

Terrifying.

Bleeding Cowboys Sighting: Modern West

Nothing says Kevin Costner's country band like the some good old fashioned Bleeding Cowboys. It's so eroded from all the dust that's on the dusty trail.

STAY OUTTA MALIBU!

Like Miller High Life, always a fine choice. 5:AM Skateboards out of British Columbia.

11 Days

The man even has perfect delivery.

Pretty much 100 times more funny than any Carlos Mencia joke.

No Bloodsport but I'll take it.

Welcome To Hell

Please go vote.

Welcome

After laying dormant for over a year, we are about to rise up, and drag you into an eternity of suffrage. Welcome to Hell.

Fish in a Barrel

This Is My New Idea For A T-Shirt

It's a snakeman I saw in a nightmare I had.

Adidas Killing It

http://www.kingshit.org/article.php?entry_id=81

The furry one is wearing a beret at the gallery, art IS dumb..

Bleeding Cowboys Sighting: BLOG

The source: some designer's blog

The font: Bleeding Cowboys

The reason: They are a designer, and it's Bleeding Cowboys.

Atlas of the Real World

Speaking of reposting, here's something I made no effort to find. Isn't that what blagging is all about?

Click through the images to see a map of the world for a variety of cool and sad things. My favorites were nuclear weapons, and alcohol consumption...Duh.

LINK!

I just repost shit off of Videogum, but whatever, this is funny

You Can't Make This Up - Missed Connections

It's (Not) All Over Now, Baby Blue - w4m - 23 (New Paltz)



You're just kidding yourself if you say "it ain't me, babe" because without you it's so hard to get on.

I'm asking Bob Dylan and Neil Young to show up outside your balcony and sing you a telegram asking for you to be mine again! I'm summoning Jerry Garcia from the dead with seances and whispered pleas because I'm sure he'd tell you to shut up and kiss me already.

I want to drink one more (one more one more one more) cups of coffee with you before I go anywhere. I want to read with you every night and murmur striking passages aloud to you when I can't contain my laughter or delight or my love for literature or for you. I want to write my masterpiece with you by my side. I want you to be a main character in my life story. I want to cast you as my lover and my best friend in the movie adaptation of my life.

Like a spider crawls into her web in the corner, I want to crawl into your bed.

You are my home.

Please let me back inside.