Ok, so I just watched one and a half episodes of the Real World Brooklynn, and I have to say that I strongly agree with Scott. I mean who the fuck does Katelynn think she is by choosing to go to the gogo dancing gig instead of going to Scott's 24th birthday in the city? What is this Keeping Up With The Kardashians? Come on miss Katelynn, you need to get some sense.

So I hopped on campusfood.com after my MTV fix (you know how eight strangers work up an appetite) and low and behold I find myself ordering another BBQ Chix zone and three choco chip cookies. After debating for several minutes, I hesitantly tipped the d.p. dough stoner man $2.00, for my order which will probably be here in three hours (but this is besides the purpose, I digress) The real point of this post is that after my order was completed, I saw this picture pop up of a 40 year old, chain smoking, cracker most likely from Chattanooga posing as a hipster in a socially irrelevant t-shirt (see above). This makes me stop to think, more cowbell huh? Couldn't we all use a little more cowbell in our lives? Or better yet. More cowbell on our breasts? If I'm going to be indulging in more cow bell throughout my day, I'm sure as hell going to make sure that you are god damn aware of it. But wait $13.99? Try $13.9notsofast.

What's that you ask? Who invented this company where I can purchase ultra thin, child-labor produced, cotton tees with stale Will Ferrell quotes on them? Well I have the answer. The same folks who brought you d.p. dough of course! where you can pay $7 for things stuffed into another thing!

Mr. Dough you are a freakin genius. kudos. Hats off to you, and shirts off to you as well.