Shhhhhhut up.

Oh, Spielbergo, don't start stalking people again. It's so illegal. Remember when you were stalking Charles Kuralt because you thought he dug up your garden?

Boyhood!

Commentator Yells At Old Man Joke In Cloud

Dude on the left looks like a Tim Heidecker "character."

A chip-and-dip.

*blows nose in Other-Brother-Darryl's handkerchief, dies of some heretofore unknown bacteriological malaise*

An ecclesiastical beaver, one presumes.

Better than her husband's shit.

What was that thing?

DeLonge Lady: One day my DeLonge will have something to say about this. My DeLonge saw something that night.

Maybe you should just go see that Hamlet play by that British guy.

*sniffs*
Oh, jeez, who dealt that? It smells like smelt!

As a person who prefaces every statement with a declaration of my bonafides, I can tell you that doing so is insufferable.

Gezundheit.

If Jesus has an inner goddess, which goddess is it?

Was it an upside-down 9? WAS IT?!?!

Piratical Dinosaur Hunter.

If you can choke a dude from across the room you can crush his heart. Or lung. Or trigger some kind of horrific intestinal spasm.

"I don't like you either. You just watch yourself. We're wanted men. I have the death sentence in twelve systems! For removing mattress tags!"