Monthly Archives: July 2010

Eat this, Melissa! According to the most advanced research of our time I’ll be the one in leather pants rocking out to fans I don’t really care about and doing mass quantities of coke backstage with Mini-Me. I wasn’t even …

My girlfriend wants a cat. I don’t want a cat. Inevitably, I’m going to lose this argument – as with all other arguments before this. My overall record against my girlfriend is 0-23. One time, to break the losing streak …