Showing posts with label David Hasselhoff is a freaky scary circus clown. Show all posts
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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

BoomTube, Episode Five, Just go to your room and don't come out until you can apologize, missy/mister

Let me apologize upfront for the use of the word "awesomosity", repeatedly. As well as the "fingerbanging" wink and sound. I. Am. So. Stupid.



Look, I said right up front that I'm undermedicated. You totally deserved that and you know it. Okay, I'm sorry. Really, I'm sorry. Jeez.

Things I have to say, the "sponsors" demand it:



RainyDaze79 Twittered: Shout out to Austin and are they real?



So uh shout out, Texas people and the answer is real expensive. I feel uncomfortable just typing 'shout out', saying it would probably do psychological damage. I'm fragile you know. Like a animal testing lab monkey. You never know when I'm going to blow and bite your face off with my freakish teeth, ala Outbreak.



I've not actually watched that movie, so if that was inappropriate, I'm again, apologetic. I read a book titled 'Outbreak', I enjoyed it. I'm not sure if the movie is based on the book, but the rule is, if the book was good, the movie ain't. So why chance that shit? I'm not a gambler with things like big chunks of time.



Also? I just looked up the plural of vagina, because I needed to know if there was a bag of them sitting next to me on the couch if I would say, "Oh, look at that bag of vaginae" or perhaps, "Oh, look, there is a bag of vaginen." Oh there is that gambling with chunks of time thing.



So, Miss Merry said: It's valium time.



Okay yeah. Looks like it. Care to send me any? The answer to that is... no. No, you won't, because if you have it, you keep that shit to yourself. It's like the land of milk and honey. I know that doesn't make sense, but it makes sense to me. And NOOO OOOONNNNE else around here pays attention.



Obviously. Ahem.



You can watch The Dude get "Hasseled" by the Hoff. And, of course, you can look at boobs until your heart explodes. (I'm still number 24.)



Oh, come back, I still love you...



But less than I did before. My heart grows stingy.



Wait, does stingy grow? Eh.



Friday, June 19, 2009

The Dude gets Hasseled by the Hoff

For some reason my son is absolutely, mortally terrified of David Hasselhoff: