Dear Chipotle,
Please open at 9 or 10 instead of 11. I will make it worth your while.
Sincerely,
Marshall Finch
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February
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- Last Chance America
- Gucamorning
- David Lynch for President
- I have long feared that my sins would return to vi...
- the heat around the corner
- The Dress To Get Screwed Party
- FYI
- WTF
- In the Year 2009
- Blowing Jon Voight's Mind
- Drill, uh, Babies, Drill
- Crimes Against Humanity
- No title
- Who's the Boss?
- No title
- The Kiss-Off
- Fuck You
- Prepare the End is Extremely Fucking Nigh
- Forget Wrestlemania
- Nitrous
- Oi
- 800 Scalps
- Two Daddies in the Remake of Probably My Favorite ...
- I Just Met this 5 foot 7 Boy Who's Just My Type
- Happy 35th, Elizabeth Banks
- Evelyn I'm Not Coming Home Tonight
- The Emmisary
- God's Lonely Man
- Grammy
- Rourke is the Darkness, Kicking the Ass of the Dar...
- Directed by Fred Durst
- Comment du Jour (the most prominent I'll ever be)
- Whitmore was Here
- The Mysteries of Pittsburgh
- Huge Man
- I'm Just a Little Person
- Chicago's Jesus, Crucified for No Fucking Reason
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1 comment:
I'm sorry, I would have told you but I thought you knew.
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