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I haven’t been here in a while but I want to thank Gabe for writing some really funny stuff (especially about LOST) and creating a space for really funny, warm, smart people. I’ve made some really good, lasting e-relationships (electronic relationships) through this site that have, over the years, turned into IRL (“in real life”) friendships, and for that I am ever grateful (full of greatness). Good luck, Gabe. Good luck, Monsters. “See you in another life*, brother.”-Desmond, from the hit ABC drama LOST.
The Top Chef recaps are going to join the Lost recaps and the Glee-caps in Recap Heaven. Amen.
This is the second season in a row that I’ve only watched intermittently after being a devout (LOL) fan for the first 123 years of the show’s existence. What I’m trying to say is that, like Gabe, I think I’m done with this show.
Guys, I’m stuck on the toilet. Who won best picture?
Hi guys. I’m constipated.
Heh “Nuttall” heh
A while ago Gabe wrote a recap of Mad Men (I think?) from the perspective of a little boy and it was actually TBS very funny.
Oh Gabe, you’re such a pussy.
Needs more yogurt.
I’m only racist against the breed of half-human/half-horse people that produced Ann Coulter.
“You hear about this? Yeah, apparently Ashton Kutcher is going to replace Charlie Sheen on Two and a Half Men. Something something America is going to get Punk’d something something.”-–Leno, probably
Grandma be trippin’!
Two and a Half Men: propagating the myth that Ashton Kutcher is attractive since 2011
Your parents watch this show. A show that consists mostly of crass sex jokes. Now let that sink in for a bit.
How I Met Your Mothers
What did you whisper in her little ear?
What profound thought or feeling did you say?
On that busy street, did you say goodbye?
If I said I didn’t care, I would lie.
That one! little furry pain-in-the-ass,
Coming to and fro, destroying the grass.
You mutter and you whisper and wait–
No quarter, no respect–only hate.
Back and forth you oscillate, returning
To the same time and place, again, again.
Another rodent torments and haunts you.
Another world where life endlessly taunts you.
And all we do is watch, we the spectators
And continue to when we are specters.
Shakespearian sonnet ftw
This is actually the end of my THIRD week of school (hard times, I know), but I am excited for this weekend. I am going to see Fleet Foxes tomorrow and I hope I can get Robin Pecknold to sign my man boobs! I think this .gif accurately expresses my current state of mind:
Man, am I clever or what?
I prefer Hugh Jackman’s “How to Meet a Ur-a-peein’ Man.”