When a dog cries it’s because he needs his photo album filled. Running helps with the lack of happiness as well.

Ever since my diseas ridden absense I have been behind in my post/days ratio. It is currently 173/174. Unacceptable. This post is to make it 174/174. So i have returned to being even steven. I am currently looking for a random picture on google images to make this post less useless. Here is a video from Me, You and Everybody We Know. The good parts. Pooping back and forth. Forever. ))<>((

I am in the process of watching one of the seminal cinematic masterpieces of all time. That’s right. Its Scooby Doo on Zombie Island. Love quadrangles? Octagons? Mojo the hunting pig? Cat worshiping Europeans? Zombie good guys? They are all right here waiting. One of my favorite 10th grade videos returns to my heart in a sweeping motion. Like a cat or something. They sweep. With their tails. Dusting made simple.

Stupid quotes:

“Only after then did we realize that engraving the Cat God’s power… had cursed us as well”.-Lena.  I, of course am well aware of such facts beforehand.

“This heres my Hunting pig, Mojo.”-Snakebite Scruggs. We musn’t forget that the pig hunts fish.

“You ain’t never caught that fish and you ain’t never gonna did.” Jacques. That’s how Cajuns talk, you know.

“We didn’t even make wax dolls of them. A waste of time and magic wax.”-Lena. The stupidest line ever.

“What we originally thought was mold, was really green ink”-Velma. This mold/green ink was on dude’s hands. Who thinks a man grows mold on his hands regularly?

“Mo’ hotta, mo’ betta’”-Shaggy. Vomit.

So we have Jacques giving it to Simone and Lena, Simone and Lena, lezzing it up, Lena and Fred having some deal, Fred and Daphne of course, Daphne and Beau, Beau and Velma, So its a Septagon. Damn. So close.

The left picture is Velma getting her dress nearly hoisted up into the air showing off her hoohah. She makes sure Daphne doesnt check out the goods. Velma isn’t a lesbian??? The right picture is Daphne showing the proper way for one to go muff diving.

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This website was found in relation this this Santa hating bit. So here is this bloggers picture of him with Santa. A very ghetto Santa. Ghetto Santa is much better than regular Santa. There is also a good site called like animals in the underground I pulled off of his site and played with. It has animals on the underground as you’d imagine. Here be my favorite two. Meanwhile, people still really love sluts as can be seen in this here post of his. A puppy and a dolphin can be seen below. Where’s Swiss Cottage? Above puppy’s noser. And above the dolphin’s probable blowhole.

I am now in love with The Saturdays as opposed to assuming I would hate them. So here is the better song that I love. The short haired girl looks like short haired woman from dirty sexy money. All lower case like they should be. Una is still the best. I love them redheads man.two of these bitches were from S Club Jrs. I will let you guess which two because you know oh so much about that “band” of nobodies. This post sounds intelligent.

I say Nick and Nora’s Infinite Playlist this weekend and although her name may be spelled wrong, I will not check IMDB out of sheer laziness. I dont know about this movie. It was sort of OK. Maybe a B-? Nick’s character wasn’t quirky-lame enough for Michael Cera. And Norah’s (spelled right?) was sort of something? They sort of fought a bit and it was blah and then fell in love? The drunk girl looks like she was going to be annoying which she was at first but then i started really liking her. She was not just obnoxious, she was dirty obnoxious, therefore acceptable. There were some gays in it. They ain’t nothing special. Gaysian didn’t get any hookup but the other ones did. And it was blah. Some other stuff happened including gay Jesus and eating  gum out of a poop and vomit filled toilet. But that’s all. The music was not as quality as expected. Dusty Springfielded up though. My co-watcher fell asleep at the very beginning and woke up at the credits. So that says something. Good day. Whats with fingering girls and then not cleaning up afterwards? They just keep their pants on after orgasm? Gross.

Here be girl who plays drunk and Amy Ryan from that movie about the bad mother and as that new HRian in The Office. Whats it called? Like Punching Liberty? or Cry Baby? There Goes A Baby? We may never know. Because IMDB is too much work.

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Going out of order is best. Sunday TV is rife with sexual frustration and blinding herpes sores. They are very shiny? Lets begin from the beginning.

Little Britain is as good as its bri’ish counterpart. Except it has creepy dog lady now. And there is nothing better than anthropomorphizing. Anthropomorphizing is tops in cool. Especially when you make the dog an asshole. An asshole who tells ladies to strip in poop. Strip and poop i mean. Though the first sounds better.

The Simpsons is doing pretty well. I forgot what this episode was about but I guess that’s good? I think Maggie became a Incan warlord or something. That was all that occurred. And some stuff with Lisa and Bart but who cares about them.

I watched about 20 minutes of True Blood. And let’s say OI wanted to kill myself. Its something your dirty vagina could write. And your vagina is damn stupid. I absolutely can’t stand it. Not one bit. Cheestastic cuntery  brought to us by HBO.

Desperate Housewives is sorts boring right now. The story-lines sucks. I enjoyed watching Lynette cyber flirt with her son. That was pretty hot. And watching Mrs McClusky do anything is good. Her face looks like a knee. Susan just needs to burn. Thats all i will say.

I tried out this new show called Valentine about Greek love gods. It has some flimsy premise about these 5 jackasses trying to find true love for people. But it was shit. Don’t watch it. Autumn Reeser was in it and it made me cry. She can do so much better that some oracle who is a magic weiner.

The greatest damn bitch of the night is of course Mad Men. The show that is birthing my children as we speak. Nothing wrong with this perfect thing. The odd 30 year old/10 year old thing happened again on it as well.

Family Guy is so hot and cold. This one was like a shitbox in a television warehouse. All dirty? Fourteen minutes about Peter singing some donkey rapin’ song and then another 15 of Jesus being a jerk. And not a funny jerk. A Boring jerk.

Meanwhile, more subparness on the new season of Enteragou. Yuck. I loved the first few seasons but its gone to poop lately. I just dont care about anyone much. Bring back Debi Mazar permenatly. You fucked up when you removed her. I spelled her name right. IMDB reassured me.

Have i missed anyting? I didnt watch Easy Money. I cant dvr three things at once. Sorry Laurie Metcalfe.

Watch Pushing

Daisies

Wednesday @ 8:00

on ABC Or I’ll

Punch Your Ovaries

You Stupid Fat

Clown Whores.

I Hate You.

Barbarella is my movie of the day. Its awful. But awfully great. It has some of the greatest quotes money can buy including the gems located below. To the right is Jane Fonda as the title character with Pygar the blind angel who is rather stupid and regains the ability to fly after having sex with Barbarella.

“Decrucify the angel. Decrucify the angel or i will melt your face.”-Barbarella

“A good many dramatic situations begin with screaming.”-Barbarella

“Guards! To the Mathmos with this winged fruitcake!”-The Great Tyrant

“The energy cables are shrinking! You’ve turned them into faggots!”-The Concierge

“There is the secret key.”-Dildano

“Where?”-Barbarella

“Its invisible of course.”-Dildano

“The energy cables are shrinking! You’ve turned them into faggots!”-The Concierge

Seriously? A dude named Dildano? What in sex Hell is this?

I get to say Liver Spots again. Two for two. Uncle Ben and Aunt May get it on hardcore.