Welcome to another Sasquatchular installment of
The Most Important People on The Internet
our grab bag of commentical wonder from throughout the week. And just
like last Saturday’s, we’ve got another awesome long-form that deserves
better treatment than our gallery offers – And apologies to
Gilberator
for not thinking of this when he was churning these out. – so you’ll
find another one of those below. Will I keep doing this every week? Who
knows? It’s a mystery. Much like what I do at night when the lights go
down, and the city becomes a cesspool of crime. Perhaps you noticed the
masked man who suddenly appeared on the rooftops only to immediately
after he hit his ankle on a drain pipe, his cries of “Ow my leggy!” and
“Fuck this!” echoing for all to hear. Because that definitely wasn’t me.
I was home, uh, masturbating. That’s it. Master catering…
“There was me, that is Ireland, and my three droogs, that is
Vanilla Ice, Alonso Ribeiro, and Slater Trout, and we sat in the Chateau
Marmont Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the
evening. The Chateau Milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or
synthemesc or Lohancrom, which is what we were drinking. This would
sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.
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