Posts Tagged: this week in f–k you

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This Week In F*ck You: Here is your stupid f*cking Doritos Loaded review

By Sarah Sprague | 64 comments

You want me to debase myself for you? FINE. HERE ARE SOME F-ING DORITOS LOADED.

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This Week In F*ck you: The “Soccer Fans Are Hipsters” Strawman Argument

By Johnny Sugar | 94 comments

The former soccer moms are becoming actual soccer fans, and we're about to embark on a future of decidedly uncool people loving the crap out of soccer.

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This Week In F**k You: Sprint

By Christmas Ape | 70 comments

All phone companies suck, but especially this one.

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This week in f*ck you: The World Cup

By PFT Commenter | 84 comments

Well I guess every ones got World Cup fever except for me mostly because I got vacinated against it by watching a entire game of soccer when I was young.

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This Week in F**K You: Throwback Thursdays

By Sarah Sprague | 157 comments

Always have to love a rant that starts with a Wim Wenders anecdote.

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This Week in F**k You: Button Fly Jeans

By Old James | 146 comments

This is what happens when you let Big Button get a hold of the jeans industry.

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This Week In F*ck You: Mandolines

By RobotsFightingDinosaurs | 160 comments

So fuck you, Devil Slicer. Fuck you and your promise of impeccably cut foods at the price of horrific injury.

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This Week In F–k You: The NFL schedule roll-out

By Big Sandy | 48 comments

And the worst part is that I'll still tune in to the announcement show to get the scheduling, making me an even bigger tool.

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This Week In F–k You: Spring

By Johnny Sugar | 105 comments

How spring has such a good reputation is beyond me. I think we romanticize the positive aspects of it all while conveniently ignoring all the negative ones.

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This Week In F**k You: DJs

By Trevor Risk | 120 comments

You know that bar you liked hanging out in for the past few years? Well, now at seven o’clock a guy in a fedora and fingerless gloves comes in, hooks up a contraption that looks like a Simon to the sound system, shotguns a Monster Energy Drink and “gets turnt up” or “goes hard” or whatever at 115 decibels.

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