As you might know, I am a full time Internet
I edit video in New York and I reblog things that make me feel clever.
"fuck your bad vibes bro" — ughwhocares
"quit fucking up my zen, jackass" — party-wok
"Go fuck yourself. #LYLAS!" — whatwhatwhat
"dad ur drunk i can tell" — llhenley
"YAY JAMISON THAT IS HOW I MEANT IT" — luckypaperstars
"Whoa, that IS really cool about ferns." — taoistdrunk
"not saying, just saying" — johndarnielle
"Brilliant use of Larry David. Brilliant." — coketalk
"i rescind all objections" — twentysomethingfloater
"if you want to start shit, have some fucking balls." — nedhepburn
"hahahaha perfect" — nickdivers
nickdivers asked: agreed, the borowitz report is always so terrible.
It’s just so much worse because it’s in the New Yorker. God. It’s like if that great little deli down the street with the friendly staff and the incisive political commentary and the last remaining vestige of publication for freelance fiction writers and the huge delicious Italian sandwiches just started throwing live maggots in your face every time you walked in the door. That’s the Borowitz Report in the New Yorker.