Your home of self-indulgent tripe.
Talk to the hand!
Saw it coming.
Pretty much dead already.
He cooks! He cleans! He judges you!
Frosted feline — he’s grrrrrreat!
To live and die in L.A..
Ain’t never had a friend like me!
Luna would never!
Move over, error 404. 808 is twice as good.