With all due respect, I'm amazed that Martin Short is hysterical in anything. And that goes double for that doppelganger Jamie Kennedy.

Apparently, it's just arrested development and the three amigos. Also, Innerspace is an alright movie.

haven't seen Innerspace since elementary school.

I got an iced coffee at the Tim Horton's drive-thru this morning. This dog was staring at me the entire time.

Arressted Development is awesome and im sorry I didnt catch it when it was starting on TV

IT WAS COVERED IN BUGS!

Clifford was actually funny. Arrested Development speaks for itself.

I should totally watch Arrested Development

I enjoyed Arrested Development.

The Job guy was on Sesame Street the other day, doing magic.

I saw a fat girl in turquoise jeans today.

My instant thought was 'If I was a guy, I'd cum on those. Then she might not wear them again'

I laughed really hard when I saw that.

I was just like "Hahahahahaha, stupid muppets."

More like she'd wear them everyday trying to get cummed on again.

Ah well. I'd still have done it.

You can still leave snail trails all over them.

SHRUBFEST YOU CAN CUM ON MY JEANS ANYDAY. ;)

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:sam

:hamster

I had a traumatic experience.

I was bored with my other projects and decided to do some spring-cleaning. We have a sofa bed that my grandmother gave me a few years ago. We'd only ever used it as a couch, and I don't know if she ever used it as a bed. Anyway, I thought I'd unfold it and clean it out.

So I unfold it and start vacuuming up the little dust globs, the standard crumby bits, all that. There's a gob of something dusty and brown and I assume that it's some stray couch stuffing. (FORESHADOWING FORESHADOWING FORESHADOWING)

As I'm vacuuming it reappears a couple of times and I impatiently bat it aside until I can get to it. Finally I get to the bottom of the mattress and there it is where I can get a close look.

And then I see that it's a dead spider, a little bigger than a ping-pong ball if you count the balled-up and still hairy legs. Probably closer to a golfball really.

If I'd had any presence of mind, I would have taken a pic of it and tried to ID it to see if it had come from wherever the couch was manufactured, or if it was something domestic. But I didn't, and instead I squeaked like a little girl and pointed the still-running vacuum at it and thwock it was gone.

I.....touched it. Uggggggghghghghghgh.

:(

:(

Please make the picture in your sig a fuck of a lot smaller.