God damn, just when I had written today off as a boring, ho-hum post-holiday Monday, the Internet delivers.
Sure, I could’ve written about , or the sad passing of …
But none of it had that proper, FUCK YEAH! BLAST-O-RAMA IS BACK AND IN YOUR FACE feel.
Then, as always, B-o-R fav Mr. Patton Oswalt delivered. IN GOD DAMN SPADES.
Fresh from , a little piece (following the cut) called GAY-THAM FOR STATHAM.
As you can imagine, it mashes up everything I love about Patton’s writing with the man who has become quite a cult hero here. It’s sort of a “You got your chocolate in my peanut butter”/”You got your peanut butter in my chocolate” mix that just delivers on all fronts. Click through, and ENJOY! View full article »