June 2007


I’m a big fan of Collective Nouns. Collective Nouns are things like a pack of dogs or a gaggle of geese. Some of them are really bizarre, like a murder of crows, or an improbability of gnus. My personal favorite is an unkindness of ravens. It’s got this mixture of foreboding and awkwardness.

I have decided the world needs more of these, and am happy to introduce a few to you.

First:
Dude, have you ever searched for teenage girls in google? It is FUCKED.
A gossip of teenage girls.

These guys are assholes. This is what I am saying.
A hollar of these guys.

RUN!
A clutch of MBAs.

And Finally
teenagers invented whining.
A mope of art school students.

Use them wisely.

People who obsess over their favorite form of entertainment to the point of dressing up in the costumes associated with them are sad at best, and possibly dangerously disconnected from reality.fan1.jpg

 
 
 
 
 
 

ONE MORE TIME

 
 
 
 
 
 

People who obsess over their favorite form of entertainment to the point of dressing up in the costumes associated with them are sad at best, and possibly dangerously disconnected from reality.fan2.jpg

 
 
AWESOME.