What the Christ?

Earlier this week I voted for Stephen Colbert as AP celebrity of the year. Small perk to being the only one in my office technically savvy enough to figure out the online ballot. And he won. Kudos to me for voting in a contest none of my editors knew existed (Plus our paper only gets one vote). They probably would have voted for Miley Cyrus or something.

Apparently there is some sort of mortgage crisis. Fuck you, uh, banks! As long as I have beer, I could care less about the problems of the world. What? Noooooooo!

In sexy news around philly this week, CBS3 anchorslut Alycia Lane punched a cop in New York City, after uttering the immortal words "I don't give a fuck who you are, I'm a fucking TV reporter, you fucking dyke." Fantastic. As usual, Philadelphia Will Do is all over it. Also, here's a somewhat humorous and horribly slow loading breakdown of Lane v. last weeks scandalous hottie in Philadelphia news, Jocelyn Kirsch.

How to get smoke weed and stay out of jail. I already knew all of this.

An artist made flags of countries all profound and shit.

Someone made a Brasilian name generator. Mine is "Tson." I enjoyed putting in random conservative politicians' names. Ha ha, Reagaldo.

On Christmas Day be sure to remember the true story of Santa. Or Superman. Or something.


That's all I got, cause WE"RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME.