November 2011
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Aziz is Bored: #ThroneFlight by Aziz Ansari via... →
azizisbored: Last night I was on an incredibly boring redeye flight back to LA, but thanks to wifi inflight I was able to get on Twitter and detail our exploits once the whole flight decided to go H.A.M. Thanks to the RocNation Tumblr (or whoever they reblogged from) for compiling what turned out to be quite…
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@copymatt: HOW THE INTERNET GOT MY BIKE BACK →
For those of us who have followed the heartbreaking saga of the stolen bike (via the funniest Craigslist post ever) for over a year, today is the day we have been waiting for. copymattt: About a year and a half ago, some dickstache stole my bike, and in an effort to get it back I posted this to Craigslist: Some of my industry friends picked it up, Craig Newmark gave it some love,...
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August 2011
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The Many Faces of Ron Swanson
azizisbored: Wow. Well done. flyingscotsman:
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March 2011
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“Don’t do what you want. Do what you don’t want. Do what you’re trained not to...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (Invisible Monsters)
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“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale… -Pablo Neruda
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February 2011
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