mfs:
Mmm…parmesan chunks.(via sixtyforty)
what the fuck!?
Meal for six at Nello’s: $47,000. Finding the receipt they left behind and posting it on the Internet as Exhibit A in Regular Folk v. Too-Rich Douchebags: priceless.
If there is a hell, there’s a comfy place in it for these folks.
Sometimes, Aaron, I suspect we come from parallel backgrounds, regardless of where we were born.
The person who paid for this bill is the Russian billionaire owner of Chelsea Football Club and doer of other stuff. I don’t know why I’m making this sound apologetic, but I guess it’s normal for Russian billionaire sports team owners to have $50k lunches. I’m not questioning it, for sure.
Seems weird to me that the 35,000 USD in wine and champagne just generated something around 3,000 USD in taxes. Think there should be a differential tax for such luxury goods and the city should get a bit more from whoever can afford such astronomical bill.
I want to go there. Rack up a bigger bill. Eat & Run
WHAT. THE. FUCKING. FUCK?
yeah okay pare. stop.
Evolution of the hipster. lol
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sandy called me a hipster..
wow! just saw that both of you reblogged this.
and yah, BOTH of you are.
isko:
Evolution of the hipster. lol
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You gotta love Paste.
<3 teh free CD samplers.
right on.
Lagos Disco Inferno & A Room Full Of Vinyl | NYLVI
“Somewhere in Africa, there’s a room full of vinyl records… Discovered of course by none other than Voodoo Frank, the legendary DJ and record collector who sold off everything and spent three years in Africa hunting down rare funk records. We talked to Voodoo Frank about his trip a while back, you can read the interview here.”
dedication.
About ten years ago, while still living in Hawaii. I noticed an odd influx of “gutter punx” at the local punk/indie shows. It confused my friends and I to a point where we thought it fitting they be made fun of in a way that would be proactive for us. So we started SOCIETY’S THREAT, A band started specifically to make fun of two local “gutter punk” bands called AMMUNITIONATION, and PUBLIC OFFENDER. It was just four of us trying to play the worst punk music we could make in the stupidest alter egos we could think of.
I called myself GUTTAH, because that’s where I lived. Aren called himself THE RUNAWAY KID, he ran away from home because his dad was gay. Damien as ANDY SCUMFACE. And Chuck, the singer, was CHUCK SHIT UP.
We had a ficitonal bar to hang out at (Mcgulligins Pub) and a 10 second song calld “fuck shit up beer.” that we’d play inbetween each song. We played 2 shows and made those punks quite angry. We even made a horrible HTML website with tons of misspellings.
sooooo guud.
PARE WITH HER FUCKING EAGLE EYE.
James is such a stoner.
He thinks I’m a stoner.
He thinks Pare isn’t. at all.
WAHAHAHA SOOO WRONG.
Pare’s so sneaky with her freaking brownies.
I am not at all James. No.
LOL @ James: “I know for a fact that you smoke. I know what goes on in Ray’s classroom”
Me (LAUGHING JOVIALLY): “What?! James… No, I don’t…”
James: “WOWWWW”
MONEYMAKER.
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hey! if only my windows/view outside of my window was that pretty