Articles from Cheeseburger Gothic
It's a thing. Seriously. And it's a thing I dicuss in today's Alien Side Boob.
You are receiving this email because you are a bro who needs yoga in his life. Or you know a bro who needs some yoga in his life. And all bros do, so that is why you received this email.
I've been looking at my sales figures and my schedule for the year and have decided to tweak the order in which I work on this year's titles. I'm deep into The Cruel Stars at the moment and will kick on with that for another five or six weeks.
There's nothing tough about refusing to evacuate in the face of a cyclone.
If you survive the winds and roaring storm surge you were just lucky, not resilient.
From today's ASB:
I spent all day on this topic. It was a lot harder than I expected.
If only Andrew Bolt was free to speak his mind, none of those people would have died in London yesterday. If only the Bolter could just be free to tell us exactly what he thought of the mud races and their heathen ways, we would no longer have to live in fear of being violently disassembled by bearded nutters in chocolate shops or on the public thoroughfares.
I've never jumped into a crocodile-infested river to impress a girl called Sophie, but I did once drunkenly fall on and eat a huntsman spider to impress a girl whose name I've long since forgotten. I think she's a doctor now.