Eastfist

I feel sorry for Robin Thicke. Must be because of actual blurred lines he’s singing about. (more…)

With the recent passing of American Film Critic/Icon Roger Ebert, it got me thinking about how the world works. (more…)

Whether a celebrity is a black dude with blonde hair, gangster rapper that eats cookies and drinks tea, action hero that collects tea cups, every celebrity needs a strange quirk to make them more special than they actually are. (more…)

An idea I had while taking a shit. (more…)