The Bonnie Situation
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Superbowl installment! Get busy.
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Get it on, people.
Sad Peyton Manning and Doritos
Come on iTunes. I did the hard part. Work now.
I forgot to post this last weekend:
Surrounded by tons of famous people, I’m the only one here who I’ve never heard of.
I have a mouse. He came out to look for some food just now, clumsily alerting me to his presence. I rose to confront him, which he seemed to expect. There we stood, in my kitchen, in a Mexican standoff. I looked right into his eyes, he into mine.
Time was frozen. I was holding my breath without knowing.
He ran.
I had barely noticed the small crack in the wall, so I didn’t anticipate the move he took. By the time it had even registered, he was gone. Since then, I’ve been unable to take my eyes from the little crack. It feels much larger now, a vessel to another world filled with the strange and unwelcome, all potential visitors.
TL;DR: I’m buying some quick-setting cement and some fucking mousetraps tomorrow morning, goddamn it.
Who dat? is a chant of team support by sports fans, used especially by fans of the New Orleans Saints, an American football team. The entire chant is: “Who dat? Who dat? Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints? Who dat? Who dat?”
Who dat say who dat say who dat?
I had an awesome dream early this morning in which David Letterman and I were close friends. We were cracking each other up in the back of a limo when my alarm went off. Happiest fake moment ever.
Don’t argue with me about Flash support on the iPad, because I will use my rampant fanboyism to stonewall any of your attempts at logic and reason. (Read: You are wrong and also you suck.)
I’ve seen a lot of penises on Tumblr today.
The reviews on this item are kinda the best thing of the day.
Prince & The New Power Generation — Cream
I just got Rickrolled. People are still doing that.
Smashes with banhammer.
A sign spoke to me, said I was in trouble.
Cibo Matto — Know Your Chicken
