I hope you’re enjoying our 500-post 3-year Anniversary Best Thangs of All Time Extravaganza Spectacular, but I’d like to quickly interrupt the celebrations with a quick message: Today, July 15, is our birthday — buy me a cake, bitch.
That’s right, three whole years of reviews, Chili Peppers fanboying, questionable slang, lacerations, MMMs, unprofessional subjective lists, redundant opinions, Comeau worship, Beastie Boys references, straight-up gangsta activity and our ugly mugs. We’d like to thank everyone who has liked, shared, commented and contributed over the years — the compadres we’ve made here will always be a part of our drug-addled, dysfunctional family, whether you like it or not. I’m so sorry.
Specially big thank yous to the guys and gals who found the time to celebrate with us, but we’ll give you the thanks you deserve after it’s all said and done.
Pretty sure that’s my part diddly-done for now. Do stay tuned, we’ve got a lot in the pipeline, including more Best Thangs running ’til the end of July, then it’s back to business, maybe a new series or two who knowwwsssssssssss…..
Here’s to another year I guess.
Also YO, this be Reuben. Milo didn’t tell me he would use that as the featured image. I have the power to remove it, but I’m not going to. You have been graced with legitimately the worst photo ever taken of me. You can thank me later. Anyway, I’m just gonna re-iterate that big ol’ thank you to all of youz who’ve been reading our stuff, and I hope we keep going for a long time to come. I’d also like to apologise for my general inactivity for the past year or so on this site, life n’ stuff have got in the way, I guess. Chaboi’s back though, hopefully slinging articles out the wazoo like Spider-Man shoots web — I am basically Spider-Man, after all. Also Milo’s lying to you. We have no new series planned. He’s a BITCH.
Lots of hugs, kisses and lacerations
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