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oh no, I am never, ever, neverever watching that video again! I'd rather just turn into that ice cream monster lady (remember her? from the gif? the one everyone hates? remember gifs? they're animated! cool!) and go about my day eating my ice cream brains and smiling and bulging my eyeballs really big at people as I enjoy my delicious ice cream brains and terrify EVERYONE because that's still way more pleasant than watching that horrible, horrible Romney clip again. thank you no!
I mean Holmes! shit.
Dave Holmes: HANDSOME GUEST EDITOR WHO WON OUR HEARTS AND MINDS AND OTHER PARTS TODAY, GUEST EDITING. Thanks to YOU: Dave Homes!
I KNOW you're not a jerk! it's just, I focused too much on my boobs, and now I'm lashing out at everyone. AGAIN.
hey! quit pawning off all your terrible adopted children off on Dave Holmes. just leave them all at a Denny's or something. they'll be fine.
treachery! you tricked me with your deceptions! but fine, whatever, I'm over it, if I'm gonna let a dorky 13-year-old snowy-palm-tree t-shirt-wearing brat see my boobs I might as well let you jerks see them too.
Dave Holmes, I just want to take this opportunity to remind you that you are very, very handsome.
AHAHA. OH. Vince. FlimDrunk. ADWARD and BALLA. Poor use of the English language. LOVE.
aw, you’d dedicate the video to me, huh? you know, it might have gone your way (vis-à-vis boobs) if you did it for someone else, but to do something this horrendous and dedicate it to me, thus dragging me down with you in your internet shame? here’s a dramatization of exactly what would happen: HOTSPUR: [does what this gentle, oblivious child did in the video did, and dedicates his even worse version to Althea Quinn and her boobs] ALTHEA: [calmly jumps into her invisible jet AND FLYS THE FUCK OUT OF IT OVER TO HOTSPURS PLACE OF RESIDENCE] [ding-dong (SHUT UP HOTSPUR EVEN IF YOU DON’T HAVE A DING-DONG I WILL DING-DONG THE SHIT OUT OF YOUR FAKE DOORBELL ANYWAY)] HOTSPUR: Hi! I’m ready for your boobs! ALTHEA: [immediately maces hotspur in the face] HOTSPUR: [astounded, screams incoherently] ALTHEA: astounded you, didn’t I! HOTSPUR: YES!! SUCCESS, THE END
it's really a horrible thing that I read this AFTER posting my comment. I AM AN ASSHOLE
man, I just feel like visiting this very sweet, loving boy, patting him on the shoulder, and then lifting my shirt and showing him my boobs. and then I'll say, "That is the only time that will ever happen to you now, you know, because of the horrible thing you did on YouTube, and also you've ruined that poor girl's life because everyone is going to sing that song to her whereever she goes and it probably won't be long before she hangs herself. but anyway, did you like the boobs?" which is just a dumb question because obviously he'll like the boobs; my boobs are great. not to brag or anything.
oh, hi Dave Holmes, HANDSOME GUEST EDITOR.
to me, WE ARE ALL SHE'S, and REALLY LIKE ICE CREAM
well I don't see a problem with this gif at all! she's made of ice cream and is enjoying her delicious self! look how happy she is! it just makes me smile, like really hard. so. I think I'll just finish murdering this family I keep in the basement now. busy busy!
this song is just really good, I think. I mean, it's good! right? but yeah, it would be so much better if he ended every line with "MUTHAFUCKA," or at the very least took a breath at some point. how is he even still conscious by the end? some math trick? god damn, I hate math. I JUST HATE EVERYTHING THOUGH, YOU GUYS. (but not you guys)
you don't have to get it, but you can dig it. I mean, can you?
I'm a little bit gay, though.
I'm not really gay, though, unfortunately. more of a liar, really.
AND I'm gay! double-come-out!
oooooooh THIS SUBJECT MAKES ME JUST SO MAD! I WON’T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE WHAT ‘SUBJECT’ IS, I’M JUST GOING TO CALL IT “SUBJECT” AND HERE’S A PLAY I JUST WROTE ABOUT IT, STARRING ME: ME: [stuck in a room with SUBJECT on TV, furious, FURIOUS!] OH I HATE YOU, SUBJECT, I HATE YOU SO MUCH THAT I’M GOING TO SHOUT ALL MY WORDS AT YOU IN ALL-CAPS, BECAUSE I'M JUST SO MAD, SO MAD THAT I'M FURIOUS AND MAD! SUBJECT: [which is actually the TV talking to ME, because I'm a crazy person!] I KNOW! EVERYTHING ABOUT ME IS TERRIBLE AND YOU ARE RIGHT TO HATE ME! ME: I KNOW. [STABS EVERYBODY!] Fin. HOORAY!
oh dear JESUS I HAVE TO GO HUG MY DOGS SO HARD RIGHT NOW
UH. okay. anytime I see anything the slightest bit animal-related on the computer I run over to wherever my dogs are laying around and give them great big hugs and say, "I just saw animals on the internet and I just want you to know that I love you, and I'm telling you because the videos on the computer made me think about you and I just remembered that I seriously love you," so I just wanted everyone to know that I just did that just now after I watched some of these videos, and that I'm unemployed. hi.
I mean for not knowing, because, FIRE EVERYONE, obviously.
if you worked for hollywood right now and so did I I'd fire you so hard for that!
I watch the Daily Show fairly regularly but I didn't watch that interview because, UGH, but sure, I get it; if I were 13 right now I'm sure I'd hide in a tree until Robert Pattinson walked underneath me, at which point I’d drop down crotch-first into his face and wrap my legs around his head, screaming and squeezing with all my might as he desperately, feebly punches and flails his arms about and blunders like a headless chicken, throttling him until a) he suffocates and/or b) his neck snaps because homg ADWERD!!11! 3> wait, >3 no, wait, <3 YEAH, left-pointy-three! anyway, the point is I used to murder handsome boys as a wee lass (sorry, handsome dead boys), but I don’t anymore! it’s in the past! I can fight these urges now, I swear!
summer...YOU JUST GAVE ME THE VAPORS. IT'S A SERIOUS CASE OF THE VAPORS AND YOU GAVE THEM TO ME, AND I'M JUST VAPORING ALL OVER THE PLACE, AND I THANK YOU. and you, YOU, summer estherson, are welcome to continue just being way nice and allowing me to vapor all over you. and oh, yes, I am new-ISH. definitely. though I've been reading this site for ages now, just ages, looking, spying, silent, unblinking, quick as a cat in the summer rain or whatever, judging, plotting, twirling, snacking, splooshing.
okay, look, I am just way out of my element commenting on this post and other, similar posts in such a painfully, pathetically obvious manner of establishing myself as a regular-yet-lazy-and-infrequent commenter on this site, so I really shouldn’t post on this subject at all. I just won’t. this subject belongs to Kelly, and by extention all of you. and facetaco, it belongs to that person because I remember that name the most. so. um. Cumberbatch. uh... SPLOOSH
wait, so, wait, okay, thanks (for waiting!), this is the show that Ygritte tells Jon Snow he knows nothing, Jon Snow, right? I NEED TO SEE THIS SHOW STILL BECAUSE I AM TERRIBLE. Hodor.
aw, you apologized to me for reasons I couldn’t possibly comprehend, and now I feel guilty for making you apologize to me for whatever reason! THIS IS AWKWARD. YOU JERK.
non sequitur, hi, everybody! good things, nice blogs! I'm new. to commenting. okay! oh, and badideajeans, isn't awkward how I responded to your comment but didn't directly address you or the content of your content of your comment at all until like right now? because of strangers and internet communication awkwardness? isn't it awkward when people do that, and then how I just now did that? I'm so awkward you guys! NO EXCUSES, I JUST CAN'T STOP. being awakward. UH. I take my leave.
I am just seriously astounded at how terrible the math was.
DUH. You're terrible! Terrible!