That little incestuous monster spawn is still a smug joke of a king, Cersei may get what’s coming to her, and Tyrion perhaps is finally coming into his own. Season two of The Game of Thrones has us so excited it’s like a damnable Westeros Christmas. Continue reading
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It was a hard fight that came down to the wire with one edging out the other by only the tiniest of margins, sort of like that whole Santorum/Romney Iowa debacle. Sheesh. Yikes. While we’re renaming things, can we rename both Santorum and Romney? How about Conservatives Unite Moneybomb (C.U.M)? Oops, that’s already taken. Gosh Darn! How could they know what we were thinking? This is probably the best name of anything in the whole world ever! Hipsters need to hire Rick Santorum to be their PR man.
Well, you know, those hipsters who aren’t retired. The retired ones? Yeah, we’ve already got a name for them. Continue reading
Yesterday, you guys came up with some really great potential names for the retired hipster. So good, in fact, we should probably take it to a vote. We wouldn’t want those former hipsters wandering around aimlessly without a name would we? Continue reading
It’s that time again. You know that time when everyone coalesces around the flat screen to watch the best of the best duke it out amid screams of joy and groans of agony as your favorite plays either make the high mark or flop around and lose yardage? We’re talking about the Super Bowl commercials. What did you think we were talking about? The game? Oh, ho! No one cares about that.
In anticipation of the glorious day when we all get to see what wonderful products have stepped up their marketing game and plan to wow you (subconsciously) with their magical, wanton advertisements, here then are the first two of many ads to come. Continue reading
We’ve been pretty much inundated with the onslaught of hipsterism over the last couple of years. We’ve watched them play kickball, work out in ironic 1980’s leotards and headbands, we’ve heard all about the rad and awesome indie bands they like, including movie soundtracks, and anything with a synthesizer, or sounds much like a whale birthing a billy goat! There have been mustaches, beards, glasses, knit hats, micro brews, gluten-free air molecules, skinny neckties, dirgy hats, smokes under an underpass, making their own movies, everyone seen here, and whatever else the species hipster enchants with his magic levels of angst, sporadic euphoria, and tremulous derision of things that indicate The Man exists.
So what happens when the hipster ages out, or gets evicted(?), banned(?) or excommunicated? Where do they go and what do they do, and more importantly, what are they called? Continue reading
It’s like the Huffington Post just peered into the deep, dark recesses of the Crasstalk mind and determined that wars are won and fought over cilantro. No, seriously, have you ever had a cilantro debate? Bloodshed. Tears. Apoplexy. These are all things that surely occur once you engage in battle over that little, soapy, poo tasting dirge of a herb that is named cilantro or as some of us like to refer to it, nasty thing that assaults our taste buds whenever we eat guacamole or pico de gallo. Feh. Here then are a few others that have been deemed the 10 Most Polarizing Foods. Do you agree? Continue reading
Do you think she just sits home and waits for the best time to emerge from an entombed sarcophagus like some sort of be-fouled, hair demon, so she can burble all her stupid mouth dribbles into the ear holes of the ridiculous Right while they sop up every harebrained comment and show it off to all their friends like the “Thanks for playing!” trophy all players get for their little league participation? Yes, yes, this is probably exactly what happens. Who knew she also watches Meet the Press? Continue reading
Appearing on Meet the Press yesterday, Chris Christie, or Governor Cheesesteak Britches, flapped his jaws about how much of a shitty president Newt Gingrich would be. And to that the rest of the world rolled their eyes into a coma, since this isn’t news. This is more like telling us Newt Gingrich is a philandering, racist, prick hole, who advocates for child labor and a myriad other arcane and insane ideas that will end in his putting his squat form on top of a mountain of poor people while they cart his bloated corpus to and fro like some sort of lunatic king of brain farts. Don’t tell us things we already know, Christie! Tell us how to stop him! Continue reading
It’s time to get back into the gossip, Crasstalkers. Yes, of course you need to hear about the meaty, crazy, super important things celebrities say and do, because well, hearing about their lives is better than baseball! Well, everything is better than baseball. Now that we’ve come to an understanding about that, who’s been making a mess of themselves? What kind of debauched no-no’s have these A-list, B-list, and David Hasselhoffian-list celebrities, and those who just play them on television, gotten themselves into? Come, sit by Crasstalk, we have scoop, honey chile.
Is Khloe Kardashian a Secret Celebrity Lovechild?
Trying to keep track of all the Kardashian fodder is like trying to ride an avalanche to hell. Simply can’t be done. Regardless, it just keeps coming and coming like a garbage scow full of toxic waste. Continue reading
I AM NOT A HIPSTER (the movie) from Destin Daniel Cretton on Vimeo.
Sundance already known for embracing the best indie films residing deep down in every be-specked, intellectual, film artist who has something new and on the cusp of greatness to say with verve! and simplicity! can now add the deconstruction of the enigmatic, if not wholly, absolutely infuriating, hipster. Continue reading