My favorite part was staring at your icon and pretending like it was actually me falling through the air, hopefully to my death. But I will persevere! For Michael.
I actually hope everyone he supports wins from now on so that by the end of the show, he has to use up his rehearsed tirade on something really irrational. (Sorry: more irrational.) Like, maybe he'll just get in a fight with himself on stage.
How come your VH1 isn't also playing the Music Awards? I don't mean to be a conspiracy theorist but I'm almost positive that this dumb show is playing on every single channel on my TV.
That intro brought a level of discomfort I wasn't expecting. And I was expecting a lot of discomfort. But! On the bright side, I now know that Michael Jackson was a king but also a man but mostly a king but still a man.
Didn't Cheri get locked in the refrigerator? Alan wasn't able to save her because he wasn't paying attention in CPR class. Or something. I CAN BARELY REMEMBER.
Also, "Punky's favorite phrase's"? Just because she was an orphan doesn't mean she didn't know proper grammar.
I don't want to alarm anyone, but I closed the page while the video played, and it continued to play. Until it finished. It's playing as I type this--from internet space or something. This is the worst and creepiest day of my life. In other news, they shouldn't have made the chorus catchy--do you WANT people to be humming along to this?
Oh, sorry. Proof that it's a thing, especially a thing that Russell probably has: http://videogum.com/archives/documentaries/are-you-the-nword-because-youv_028931.html
No, no. That's ok; Russell had racist tourette's so you're right. I wasn't offended because that's a real thing but the rest of the theater didn't seem into it.
Plus, if it's not providing any superhuman powers in the first few years, you should probably quit. Five years just seems delusional. Among other things.
Yeah, exactly. This commercial makes me a toddler. It comes on and I'm laughing and clapping and shouting "Ice cream!" to no one in particular, and then I get distracted by something loud and colorful.
I'm almost entirely positive that this is the point of having children (besides vanity)--you can find a way to feel superior about almost anything.
i, for one, think this is GOOD for the orphans of the world. They're always portrayed as being vulnerable and then get pushed around when they just want some more mush/porridge. Or they're made to feel like they have to sing songs to entertain bald millionaires in order to stay off the streets. Always singing songs....BUT THEY AREN'T PUPPETS. And it's time we put the fear of god into "adoption advocates."
I'm not sure hoping it's not their mother is really making this situation any less creepy. It just means they're watching a woman who's not their mother doing a booty dance in short shorts. Still: ramifications.
If Jessie were my ex-girlfriend/best friend (and if I were also a guy), I'd totally be gay, too. So it's not the eyeliner and the fashion and wanting-to-have-sex-with-men that makes PC gay; it's clearly Jessie the Monster.
My favorite part about The View this morning (hey, lay off, guys; I'm unemployed and masochistic) was when Joy said she found a lot of Bruno to be spot-on and Elizabeth said, "Well, your sense of humor is rather European." And then they talked about masturbation and Sherri said her church group says she's not allowed to do it because the fantasies in one's head are a sin, and Whoopi said she only has to fantasize about herself to get off. WHAT I'M SAYING IS we should all be hate-watching The View.
I don't really have sympathy for Glenn Beck (he's obviously insufferable), but I couldn't get through that entire clip because watching people embarrass themselves on TV makes me feel awkward inside. (All reality TV excluded, of course.)
But...what was with the Minesweeper cliffhanger? I could watch that guy not lose immediately at Minesweeper for hours (or at least another 30 seconds). Unsatisfying.
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