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I love how at the end he finally realized there are people in the world other than himself.
Haha, birdman25′s going to “do a family”.
I love how defiant he was about it, how unforced it was. It wasn’t exactly in response to a question. He’s like “Guess what?! Uhh…uhhh….um…”
Yeah, but screw education, that part he remembered.
When I was growing up, my mom was insanely overprotective about me crossing the street, and I used to watch a lot as my friends from the neighborhood would play “Army” across the street, fantasizing about how fun it would be to join them, if only my mom could loosen up a little.
Twenty-six years later, I’m reminded again that my parents had it right.
That reminds me, by the way, of a time I was in this same library (in Chicago), right after I’d first moved to the city. I was at this same computer, and I heard a sound I never heard before, but it was unmistakeable. I could hear a stream of urine hitting the carpet, and I’ll never forget how composed the librarian was. “Sir, would you PLEASE finish that in the bathroom?!” she said, sternly. First of all, “sir”, to a guy pissing in your library. Second of all, “please”. And finally, inviting him to finish his business right there in her establishment. #classylibrariangum
Man, she hit the DECK. I gasped. In the library. I would have been embarrassed, but the guy next to me was watching porn, so…
So Willow Smith looks set to go as an alien.
I vunt to kees your face!
I don’t know. People change, and maybe he’s getting work right now and he’s happy with himself, and I hope so. But then one day, oops I’m old and don’t feel this way anymore and my appearance has alienated the whole nursing home. I don’t know.
First of all, jump in the trash can, you’ve ruined your body. Second of all, I’ve always wondered – you love getting tattoos and then one day you’re all out of room. Now what?
“Forget it, John. Let’s just book a private room at Burger King.”
I have never had trouble getting a table at KFC. You don’t need to make reservations at KFC, John. And a gallon of milk is less than $50.
“You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching and you’re on LCD and bad at dancing,
Love like you’ll never be hurt,
Sing like there’s nobody listening,
And live like it’s heaven on earth.”
- William W. Purkey, kind of
Did I just dream that there were such things as tranquilizer guns? Those are real things, right? I’ve been on medication lately, but I swear those things are real and maybe could have been used.
Well, damn it, Ricky. I like him overall, but yeah, he should write TV shows and close his twitter account and speaking to the press account.
“The wish I made that there was scientific proof of God already came true.”
By the way, I somehow remember, in retrospect, seeing this somewhere before. But somehow that makes it better, In Dane’s case.
“He made ‘Chinatown’!”
R2D2, Esq. is exactly right. This is precisely the kind of role he lampooned himself playing in “Funny People” that was supposedly “in his past”. This makes “Norbit” look like “The Apartment” (swoosh).
“That’s So Cancelled”
“Doggfather Knows Best”
I can’t figure out how to post my desired picture (new to the site, bad with computers, and also stupid), so I will describe my intended post to you, and then you can mail me your upvotes.
I would have posted the picture of the “more sand” girl, and then put “more juice”.
And I went with “an” because boring starts with b, which is a vowel.
So…the guy was later okay? He looked awfully corpsey.
Also, what an boring swear-jar at that office, no doubt. They’ll never get that new scanner.
Okay, a hypothetical – Daddy says one thing, Simon says another. Now what?!