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4.10.13

Ahhh.

(Source: flickr)

Still the funniest subject matter, even after all these years.

The only thing creepier than one McCain is three Busies.

The only thing creepier than three Busies is four.

Youtube: No matter how many times you start here, you always end up here.

...and then somehow here.

Finally. The cure to my ancient Whitney Houston crush.

What do they say? First comes the fur coat, then the fall?

Did you make the cut?

Never thought I'd say this, but...Good job, West Linn.

Bon voyage, Breaking Bad!

20.9.13

Ahhh.

(Source: Retronaut)

Well, great. I no longer want bear hugs.

What could possibly be worse than a zombie apocalypse?

I like movies and books and taking long strides down the beach.

That's okay. I'll just keep holding my breath.

Gee, your advertisement smells creepy.

What could possibly be worse than a clown apocalypse?

Don't ask me why I love Dave Grohl. You know the answer. You know it.

Lucrative business ventures for hard times.

What could possibly be worse than a vending machine apocalypse?

Rolex? Check. Fresh pasta? Check.

11.9.13

Ahhh.

I knew it. Wall Street was raised by wolves.

Some stories never end.

Yes, they go on and on, my friends.

Several reasons why CD players are never coming back.

I don't like cats...unless they're sharks.

Proper parenting techniques.

Several reasons why glamor shots are never coming back.

The ability to unicycle while playing blazing bagpipes is insignificant...

...next to the power of the force.

Several reasons why dad jokes will always be around.

14.12.12

Ahhh.

Here to rescue us from the Fiscal Cliff.

Kudos to you, Mr. Beck. Kudos to you.

New York: It's a jungle out there.

The cuss you say?

I love you, Bill Nighy, you pile of rubbish.

Hungry? Why (Tom) wait(s)?

It was bound to happen. The melody is so catchy.

And on that note.

Snowmouflage.

5.10.12

Ahhh.

Rough economy? Get a job, you bum!

A quick peak into old age.

I'm not gonna, uh, debate it.

Shame, shame...I know your name!

Those girl scout cookies don't go to your butt, they go to your head.

Nice hat...Mary?

Math is hard sometimes.

Putting two and two together is easy all the time.

It's your party and you will cry, even if you don't want to.

Stupid people deserve Strep Throat.

28.9.12

Ahhh...

(Source: flickr)

Listen up, Jason Schwartzman!

Yes, I'm twenty-eight going on twenty-nine...but I still want one!

...and this, too.

I've always wanted to watch The Next Generation, but now I don't.

This license is not valid unless you're wearing pajamas pants without apologizing for them.

Listen up, Elijah Wood!

Look...Just go where you wanna go, ya know?

What's better than a toaster?

Some people have never heard of fashionably late.

Listen up, Kurt Vile!

This seems about right.

21.9.12

Ahhh.

Be careful when you ask George R. R. Martin for directions.

When Heman cries it looks like a rainbow explosion.

Who's been squatting in those foreclosed mansions, huh?

Gollum VS. Golem

Don't ask George R. R. Martin about clones or Stallones.

Don't ask Stallone to think about burning kittens.

Careful with those matches, son.

He just couldn't get over The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.

Where fashion meets function.

Oh, poor Optimus Subordinate.

14.9.12

Ahhh.

So. Would you call it a hot tub then?

Ultimate sunscreen—SPF one billion.

In the future, everything's fat.

Reading time is fun!

What I want for Christmas: USA 1, Eagle, 12 Quarterback.

Training potties is a hard thing to do.

The pigs are coming! Quick, hide in this.

If you're gonna get things done, you'll have to roll up them sleeves.

Reading time is instructive!

Where we're going we don't need 80's dudes with mustaches.

Who f'd up the Michael J proportions, huh? I want answers!

Happy Friday!