It's Summertime

And that means time for giant marshmallow cocks pink handlebars. Boy, oh boy, are they swell! So foamy and grippable!

New Section

If this bank mailer can co-opt hip-hop through the medium of a creepy white guy, so can I.

As if I had time to keep up a respectable blog in the first place, I've now launched another, which will function as another section of (read: will be just as neglected and semi-literate as) WBC. It's called Drop A Ambulance, and it's there to motivate and collect my thoughts on hip-hop, a genre I know little about yet have enjoyed often, especially over the past couple of years. Fun times.

Michigan Ave.

Parts of this sign were clearly slapped on over old parts, so perhaps his message has evolved over time, from one crazy cut-and-paste assertion to another. It is, however, an awesome piece of trashy, comic-book-inspired art, or something like it. Ideal for your own living room.

But the real question is, can you really trust a man with socks like that?