The Present Tense
Keep it Brief
Plate on a hot back burner melts;
scrambled eggs on the little blue plate;
a black cat approaches the yolks, sniffs;
fire catches cat;
sofa catches fire.
It's pretty hot on the sofa,
writing this poem.
More Humor
Tuesdays with Hipsterchick
Tuesday #1
NG: Thanks for meeting with me on such a short notice.
TR: Oh it's no problem. I'm only gonna die in like...thirty-five days. Thanks for writing me down on paper. Immortalizing me. No biggie.
NG: If it makes you feel any better, thirty-five days is a fucking perfect timeline for me.
TR: Perfect? What? Why?
A Guy’s Guide to Not Being a Girl (By a Creep)
Ali Wisch is a cute girl. Right? I mean, I've never met the bitch in person but look at that picture: cute as a button on a bug's rug. Now, I know what you're thinking and this is not some weird e-verbal gangbang for Ali's self-image. You should've been able to tell from the onset that this isn't me kissing her ass—or at least from the usage of the word, "bitch." (Which I use generally, in any case, when talking about a woman I'll never meet)—this is the truth.
Davey and Goliath Video Mashup
Your favorite Lutheran show hits PIC with special guests Naughty By Nature and Nappy Roots. Enjoy!