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I hate to be your favorite YouTube commenter, but NO WAY. Nope. Once she got to the part about putting them in baskets and on rainbows, I had to stop believing that an MBA grad from Villanova would understand so little about marketing.
I appreciate your comment and I also liked the movie. I wasn’t fishing for upvotes in my lame #dadjoke of a comment, but I also think that these threads–even before the voting system–was never a place for serious critical analysis. (Keep in mind this is coming from someone who comments once every couple months these days.) When it happens here, it happens organically. And commenting about the nature of the comments, even after just a dozen of them (before the thread is even warmed up), is actually counterproductive.
What I’m saying is, maybe you should have just posted your second comment and seen where it went before criticizing.
I ate a painting of dogs playing poker and immediately woofed it up.
Peter Gabriel’s “Sledgehammer” video would like to have ein Wort mit diesem Herr.
Rachel Getting Spay(rri)ed
Blergh.
I just can’t stop looking at my boyfriend’s face. It’s this perfect mix of Howard the Duck and Quato. Two of my favorite movie characters.
Yeah, he’s my boyfriend, but I defy anyone to resist a personals ad like this. (Scroll down.)
“I check the tags.” –You.
“I must rush to the comments section to declare its fakeness (and possible gayness)!” –Me.