Growing up in Southern California I’d be watching PBS sometimes, and The Land of the Frooze would start playing. That theme song freaked me out (well the show in general, but especially the theme song).

Oh man, the song they sing in the car ride still plays in my head sometimes.

<<ALSO Hershey bars are necessary for the s’mores my big ass is gonna make all through the winter, so yeah. lol>>

To be fair, when you’re a blithering idiot everyone seems like the best.

Well you say “That’s it,” but it’s a rate of nearly one person every 2 weeks.

I assumed he was now filling the hole in his life with those other things mentioned in the game review.

I refute your point thus: Havarti is wonderful, everyone loves Havarti.

I think you’re thinking of Lichtenstamp.

“redhats”

Amelia Island FTW!

I’ll volunteer to be the caretaker!  One caveat: I’ll need some free time because all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

Probably not the smartest move, but honestly, I’d like to see more acts of good sportsmanship like it.  Argue away Turner!

While I know for a fact that Northerners can be racist as all hell (my cousin routinely experienced it while living up there), the South should shut the hell up.

A game I can play while asleep? Sign me up!

Could also get a water and pretend it’s vodka.

<<It did totally steal the gas in the parade balloons from Batman and once you found out that humans and Pokemon could be fused you had to know that Pikachu was his dad (if the whole “He would be proud of you” conversation earlier hadn’t given it away).>>

I’m pretty sure it’s the Director of Photography equivalent of him yelling at kids to get off his lawn.

Haunted Mansion is a fun ride, and the fact that they periodically update things helps freshen it up a bit.  If you get a chance, go to Disneyland in California around Halloween or Christmas (maybe during a slower time) to see Haunted Mansion Holiday.  It’s like a whole new ride.

<<FTW, Cal Poly Pomona is the REAL Cal Poly, thank you very much. :)>>

My dad shaved his beard after losing a bet with one of my high school’s extra curricular activities.  I didn’t recognize him.