i’ve lost all critical perspecitve…
Wednesday, April 30th, 2008amongst the pages of a puerile vanity fair, lurking in the sludge of a supreme and the white trash dreams of pre-teen screams for montana’s hanna, amidst the mysteries of “paul is dead” and “does suri exist?” slithers the embodiment of the soulless american expression of the proverbial one trick pony and a prostituted vision […]