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I think she remained calm because she was recording the call. By staying level-headed, she was able to make Gibson look like the insane, manipulative prick he is.
I haven’t commented in a while but after reading comments on DListed like this:
“I work with a Luann its funny she cant stop talking about her grad school degree and all she needs to do is change her name and stop wearing old people closes and stop talking about the farm etc…..”
It makes me appreciate you monsters.
I’m not Professor Work-Out or anything but why wouldn’t you move your legs too?
“These hips can’t take it anymore.”
I initially read that as “these hips can’t lie anymore.” May I suggest more Shakira references to make me feel a little less confused?
Call me cynical, but I just don’t think this will be as good as Big Money Hustlas.
It may take a nation of millions to hold us back but Flav only needs one special lady.
Would being fans of the same thing on Facebook and somehow becoming friends break some weird third wall? I mean, I love you monsters but I love anonymity more.
I was going to write something funny but I can’t stop my self from buying Ugg boots. Apparently they are “must have.”
“I know what you are. You’re pale white and ice cold.”
The best thing about Captain Eo is that Doug Benon’s high ass is in it. WEED!
Monkeybone featuring Brendan Fraiser and a stop-motion animated monkey (accurately voiced by John Turturro). It is so bad. So, so bad.
The Terminator is a young boy who believes in reciprocity. He begins a scheme in which one act of kindness grows exponentially to encompass the masses. People get so nice that they begin giving away Jaguars (both the animal and vehicle). Eventually, the entire human race learns to live in harmony. Then the Terminator kills them all because robots.
The worst thing about Muse is that it gets us monsters talking about music when we should really be talking about cats and how much Jeff Dunham sucks.
Way too PC
and continue to be whiny.
I don’t blame him for rapping about taking a girl to the movies in Sudan. Nothing rhymes with humanitarian catastrophe.
I’ll have you know that DJ Shake Weight is my alias in my Hip-Hop aerobics class.
Sucks to be you.
Despite The Office being a little off this week it did have one of the best sequences in the show’s career. Jim blasting opera and the silent exchanges between him and Dwight were cinematic.
This is why I am nervous to leave my mom at home alone. Then again, she only uses the computer to accidently delete e-mails and play Bejeweled, so I think I’m safe.
Oh man, my niece’s name is Bailey. Looks like I’ll be hiding my sheer terror whenever she is around for the rest of my life. Thanks Gabe, I really appreciate it.
Everyone should re-read this post while listening to Gasolina.