I'd watch Bear Homo.

If it's not a loving homage to Five Easy Pieces with Jim returning home to his successful, salesman oriented family, I'm not watching it.

Does that spell sausage?

In their defense, he looked a lot like the real Johnny Depp.

I'd watch this.

I know what I'm doing this summer.

You can get your nachos beer style.

Maybe you'll Abed around to it.

It's actually supposed to be on the 19th.

I am delighted, amused and disgusted.

Upon review: Zach Braff, Chris Hardwick, Reddit, Furries.

This will of course be funded.

And you'll say "It's like there's a party in my mouth and everyone's throwing up" later, right?

If you think you have it bad, I found out that I'm the same height as Roger Ebert this weekend. On the other hand, he has about eighty pounds on me. On the first hand again, he has a Pulitzer and all I got were these stupid grammys.

The Columbus Zoo. I'm mostly hoping to see kiwis and Pallas' cats but they've got a ton of interesting exhibits and a semi-decent aquarium.

Nothing says "confident" in an interview like nervously retching into a decorative plant. That's how I hired my first and third cats.

I'm pretty sure the fridge will only accelerate bread going stale. The freezer retards staleness and it goes normal pace left in a pantry or whatnot.

502.

So a bad spy then?

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