Urban Junk
where we dump all that junk in your urban trunk

Try this out and get dorky 50′s to 90′s pictures of yourself for FREE!!!!!! no really, its interesting in a dumb way which you’ll be bored of after 10 minutes. But hey, I just gave you 10 minutes of entertainment.

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Happy song for happy people. And Toronto! beautiful Toronto.. I could go to Toronto again and again. I love Toronto so much, that if we go trick or treating as Batman and Robin, I’d let Toronto be Batman and I’d be gayass Robin in spandex. I love Toronto that much.

Oh yeah, I’ll post something about my recent escapade in Amsterdam. Oh Amsterdam, beautiful Amsterdam.. I love it so much that I… that I…I just love that crazy city.

Enjoy the song if you’re reading this! Does anyone still come here by the way? write something in the comments and let me know. Or actually don’t. I’m afraid I’ll keep seeing “0 comments” forever.

Antipiracy TV ad from one of the funniest TV shows ever – the IT crowd.

Ziggy Marley – I know you don’t care about me

feat. Bunny Wailer, Damian Marley, Buju Banton, Morgan Heritage, Yami Bolo.

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Sa’doon Hammad could learn a thing or two from this.

“A month ago the oil-rich sheikdom of Kuwait banned all liquor within its borders, and since then many of its thirsty citizens have been drinking everything in sight from perfume and eau de cologne to rubbing alcohol and Sterno — with predictably disastrous results. By last week, an estimated 150 Kuwaiti had died from alcohol poisoning, several hundred more had been blinded, and Kuwait’s hospitals were filled to overflowing. “

This is part of an interesting article (dated Friday, Jan. 22, 1965) found by searching for “Gray MacKenzie”, the name of a popular department store that legally sold alcoholic beverages in Kuwait city the 1960s.

Read it in its entirety here: Time

Can someone explain the somewhat recent infatuation of people with smaller versions of food?

That’s right.. I’m talking about Mini burgers.. Mini cookies.. Mini cupcakes.. Mini ghraiba.. Mini 7elo gahwa (if it isnt small, insignificant, and didn’t taste like bland sugar in the first place) .. Mini sandwiches .. Mini knafa.. (seriously?) .. mini sushi .. and the list goes on.

Here is my problem: People who are mini-crazy don’t acknowledge one important universal fact:

Confused? I shall use visual aids:

Also, they are equally fattening, so stuffing your face with mini cookies hoping that it will not make your ass bigger is a failed concept. Capische? Now let me eat my regular full size burger and begone.