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Wait–is this real? I can’t tell if this is a joke. Can I join next year? I love when my favorite things start colliding. Like when everyone on Videogum was using turntable.fm (are you guys still doing that? I miss that)
another alternate title for this video might be “EYEBROWS”
this conversation is whites only.
sidenote: does everyone on this site just instinctively know how to embed photos/is a computer super genius (aka NERD)? I am by no means a n00b to this website (internet slang! i’m hip!) but I have absolutely no idea how to do this and the mere thought of screwing up is giving me nightmares.
ok time for my mid-morning nap and denture cleaning!
I work for Nickelodeon and I cannot tell you how hilariously delighted I was to log in to Videogum this morning and see our “iParty with Victorious” banner ad at the top of my favorite website. Because if there’s one thing kids like, it’s niche pop-culture blogs I mean BoYzZ! I guess our marketing department has been taking Teen Korner very seriously.
On a related note, between the MTV Movie Awards, Teen Korner and the Middle School yearbook story, today has been all about making fun of children which I love because it makes me feel better about myself. Oh what’s that Jimmy? I OWN A CAR.
I have had it with these motherfucking crystals on this motherfucking plane!
-Samuel L Jackson
“As long as you’re holding them and their feet ain’t touching the ground you can do anything you want to it.”
“Microwave Cooking For One” is Kirk Van Houten’s favorite book.
let me just preface this with the statement that despite have just registered today, i’ve been a long time monster, first time writer (all the cool monsters talk like this, right?).
while i thoroughly enjoy making fun of all my boyfriends, can anyone explain to me what the difference is between this guy and the guys of “we should all be so lucky…” fame? i understand that this comment might put my nonexistent status as a videogum commentator in jeopardy, as pointing out any contradictions gabe makes is considered the greatest sacrilege, but i can no longer go on living this lie…how can we make fun of one group by ridiculing their strange and obsessively creepy hobbies while simultaneously rejoicing anothers? why are we not lucky enough to enjoy painting our face outdated raisin mascots as much as this guy?
all i’m saying is that all of our boyfriends might be feeling a little bit dejected. that’s all.