you guys’ comments are too clever for me.
i got your salute your shorts reference. so wipe that frown off your face.
“Can you feel my penis tonight?” -The Lioin King
whoops, I guess Gabe already covered this territory. my bad. how’s this:
“What’s the most you ever wagered on a game of paper, rock, scissors?” -Anton Chigurh
you are good.
I SIP YOUR MILKSHAKE.
Gabe, you say “drunken frat boys in desperate need of a catchphrase” as if you aren’t aching for one as well. VERY NIIICE.
So he didn’t give you a dirty sanchez?
while obviously terrifying, this is my favorite progression of tags on a blog post, ever.
“That was so fucking hot.” –Michael Jackson
don’t forget your sandwiches.
The government is building these ships.
From the mind of El Diablo (Cody)…
Aquatic Rescue vessel, Kevin coSner
I just want to know what A.R.K.S. stands for. Fill us in, Gabe.
we’re way off task here.
Michael Jackson is NOT dead, you guys.
Sarcasm, I’d like you to meet my friend briewer — briewer, Sarcasm.
And for the record, no I have not seen Transformers. I rented it with my roommate but we couldn’t make it through more than halfway.
Isn’t there a sequel to this movie? I thought in order to make a sequel, you have to have an undeniable piece of art to begin with. RAPE ART.
banjos are so 80′s.
there would be so much inherent irony in that if it were true.
they should be killing spencer pratt if they wanted us to ignore death.
And the scene where Billy Mays tries to sell him a mail-order bride.
I love how we’re almost having a civil and serious discussion about the merits of TRANSFORMERS BY MICHAEL BAY. What’s next, a discussion about whether or not Adam Lambert is homosexual?