1. telephones live at bar matchless nov. 17 grab your cocks!

     
  2. I think I just saw someone driving and typing on a brother p-touch.

     
  3. nothing empties my bottle of lorazepam like playoff baseball.

     
  4. nothing empties my bottle of scotch like playoff baseball.

     
  5. happy one year anniversary, balloon boy.

    we hardly knew ye.

     
  6. holy shit, they’re saying the opening was directed by banksy.

     
  7. ok, who’s down?

    ok, who’s down?

     
  8. what up LA! check out the telephones on our new favorite podcast…

     
  9. busted out the recorder today. sounded like shit. thanks for nothing, elementary school music teachers.

     
  10. from manny. the magic starts around :27.

    i really need some kind of internet abbreviation for “i am standing and cheering as if i were at an important baseball game.”