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Fraser and Lauren!

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Actually... Billboard Music Calls It Like They Sees It

Well, not quite. Billboard tallied record sales for the aughts, and found that Nickelback was the best selling rock band of the 2000s. As such, they named Nickelback the Rock Group of the Decade. 2012 can’t come soon enough!

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Actually....OMFG!!

Who knew that working at a slash fiction factory could get you invited to all of Manhattan’s hottest hot-spots? Now that Fraser’s been spotted at the the Gimlet and the NYU dorms, among other notorious haunts will he still have time for us little people??

xoxo ld

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Actually... The Best Part Of Waking Up

Every morning, I drag my ass out of bed and trudge to the slash fiction factory via TTC. And every morning, it’s the same routine. Walk for a while, wait for the streetcar, hate on everyone on the streetcar, wait for the subway, repeat hateration. Never do I pick up a Metro for a morning read, although judging from this blogTO post, I think I’m gonna start.

Metro printed this this morning. Seems homeboy was celebrating the Santa Claus Parade with his dick out. Truly, the only way to enjoy festivities near children.

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LD, now I know why you’ve been playing Dragon Age Origins non-stop. It’s to get to this scene, isn’t it?

Hat tip to Tasia

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They are playing this song on Kiss 92, presumably about Kiss 92 and to a lesser extent, Toronto. References include: Yonge St, Seneca, streetcars, John Candy, Now! magazine, Wonderland, Drop Zone, Raptors, the DVP, Leafs tickets, Eglinton, CN Tower, Cheryl Hickey (?), Little Italy, Chinatown, Queen Street West, Rogers Centre, Jays, Yorkville, the Beaches, The Lofters, Yonge Line, Bloor Line, the Beltline, Eaton Centre, Ossington, Fairview mall, Tim Hortons, Urban Outfitters.

“A million stations out there, and most of them suck, Kiss 92.5’s the only one that stuck.”

Toronto!

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Actually... The Hipster World Just Imploded

In a case of too much hipsterism at one time, the town of Williamsburg (or is it Park Slope now? It’s so hard to keep up), imploded on itself when this article from the Wall Street Journal about harem pants came out.

Harem pants, or as you may know them, MC Hammer pants, are totes cool again. Sort of. The WSJ wrote about them and once this went to press, pffft, there went hipsterdom.

“Jean Hall, 24, says the low-slung crotch of her American Apparel African-print harem pants got caught on her bike pedal while she was riding through Brooklyn, causing her to fall off. Her friend, who was riding with her, wrote about the incident on Twitter.”

We’ll miss you, ironic moustaches.

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Apparently this is from a Microsoft store. Can’t wait to buy my next Zune from these guys!

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This one’s for you LD. Iman says goth is a legitimate look, one that can be found in any Halloween store. But can any Halloween store make it work (or be as fierce) like you?

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Actually... This Is Change I Can Get Behind

We all know Obama represents change in a real and meaningful way. He fixed all of America’s problems! It only follows that he would be represented in the most beautiful, magical creature around. The unicorn. Wild Ammo shows these awesome paintings by Dan Lacey, which, thankfully, can be ordered as an inspirational poster for your child’s bedroom.

I’m a bit torn on this one though, because I love bears (of the burly, leather wearing variety), but I hate my dwindling portfolio. Yeah, best way to fight the Wall Street kind of bear is probs a naked Obama (he’s glorious) and a unicorn. Makes sense.

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Actually... Now These, These Are Sensible

You know when you’re all hungover in the morning and you have to take a beer shit but you’re in like, meetings all morning? I would know, being a high-powered executive and all. Anyway, sometimes, I’m all, if only I could wear a diaper under my pants, my life would be so much easier. Enter these bad boys.

Plus, they can hide my enormous dick. It has all the ladies in the typing pool distracted.

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