but what if i told you all the my high school spanish teacher’s name was Señora Areola. There is always a health-care debate, but MRS AREOLA?! SERZ! MY HIGH SCHOOL SPANISH TEACHER’S NAME WAS MRS. AREOLA. you all are probz super jealous right now that i got to say that to an authority figure’s face, like it wasn’t ANYTHING for two years and never got in trouble, even though i laughed within ten or twenty seconds before or after saying it. so, as this is important business, and i really do believe everyone who posts on videogum has the heart of a 12 year old, i rename this entire debate: “YOU DIDN’T GET TO TALK ABOUT YOUR TEACHER’S BOOBS TO HER FACE, AND SOMEONE ELSE DID, NOW LET’S WORK THROUGH IT.” situations like this are about being lifted by different people’s stories and opinions to such a point of enlightenment that you, him, me, US TOGETHER eventually reach a state existing harmoniously within a real, irrefutable truth. like, teacher’s being named AREOLA is hilarious. and so are monster’s balls!

austin totes

FUCK YES but let’s just say this puts me in a totally awkward position… like you know when you pray things to god in exchange for something and they’re totally egregious because you think they’ll never happen, but just to really test god’s waters you go ahead and pray every morning and night at the foot of your bed? yeah well i did that. and yeah well now i have to offer myself to every homeless person asking for money i come across for the next year. and that’s just the first part. don’t even want to get into the facial reconstruction to become a downs spokesperson. but TEXAS FOREVER, duh.

SCUSE YOU, GABE. I GREW UP IN A SMALL TOWN TEXAS HIGH SCHOOL AND KIDS WERE TOTES PLAYIN FLAMING LIPS LIKE IT WAS NOBODY’S BIZNASTY BUT THE DEAD ANTLERS THAT WERE OUR MASCOTS… and even though that was years ago (i swear not that many!)… landry is dynamic. his musical taste is eclectic. OF COURSE he has the flaming lips, collective soul, the get up kids, boz scaggs, glassjaw and the chipmunks christmas album in his cd collection. he is not narrow, DUH. so TOTES he’s gonna be rippin up the flaming lips in his garage, CUZ HE’S COOL AND WITH IT AND EXPOSED AND AN INTELLECTUAL. gah.
b-t-dubz, please never suggest that a part of this show is unbelievable again. it hurts my feelings.

GAW! teary geez wonder good.

dang, eddie! gabe totes called it terrable, not terrible! had it been the latter, maybe he would have had been able to use his influence and that “i” into IMPRESSING OUR MINDS WITH TOTAL DESPISE of it and stolen our chance to use our free will to decide whether we will like it or not… but don’t worry, buddy! he didn’t! the tragedy has been control + alt + deleted!

i can only think of two words when i watched it: PEABO BRYSON. it must have been the lighting.

HAS NO ONE EVEN STOPPED TO THINK ABOUT THE CHOICE OF THE DUFFSTER BEING THE TRANSFER FROM ONE HORSE’S MOUTH TO THE OTHER?! it’s all in the teeth, dudes

by worse, surely you mean deliciously and overtly palate-wetting?

gabe, you had me at mighty, mighty bosstones.
mickey, you had me at hello.