“what i need you to do for my birthday is fly over here, show up drunk at about 1 am, punch me in the arm multiple times, then vomit over the bar onto their side.”
BAPE.
BAPE.
“what i need you to do for my birthday is fly over here, show up drunk at about 1 am, punch me in the arm multiple times, then vomit over the bar onto their side.”
First, "Guy in Conference Room while Quentin Tarantino has Foot Fetish Intervention" Skit.
Next stop? The world.
Jonah Ray’s reign of terror is over.
Children can now go outside again without fear of korgis.
“Channing Tatum’s penis is gross. It looks like a hot dog that’s been left too long on the grill. The tip is hot-pink, singed, and shriveled. It appears angry. And it’s painful to view. My penis hurts just from looking at it.”
what really happened.
Curse you, G4 and your amphorous filming notices until I get inside a bar and pay the cover.
Elvis kicks ass.
Killing in the Name of + Dragonball Z character = amusing to me at least for a few minutes.
when you land on a flight from Virgin America, it sounds like you just completed a level in Grand Theft Auto.
Watch this without the sound.
It looks a lot like a really extreme synchronized cycling team got pissed off.
things like this make me want to befriend Lex_G, drink a lot of beer and some tequila and then ding-dong-ditch david poland.
not out of spite. but out of pure amusement.
“I wish Kevin James’ next movie, The Zookeeper was Romanian. Instead of learning dating tips from the zoo animals, he would just look at pictures of them in Zoobooks while eating a loaf of bread and staring out the window.”
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