I won't share this with ANYONE. I promise.

I did it ALL for the Jon Stewart gif.

Well, dammit. I probably don't know you, but it would be really funny if we did work on the same episode or something weird like that. I didn't work on an episode with Liz Phair, I know that for sure.

I actually kind of like the guy, now I feel bad.

I know this is probably totally charming and cute, but I seriously cannot for the life of me figure out how to PM you on Kinja 47.0

Creepy.

Never underestimate the power of tweeting while high? Perhaps? I dunno. Such things are the mysteries of the universe.

1) No. Fucking. Way. I worked on the Charmed set a few times. DO WE KNOW EACH OTHER?! Do we exist in some kind of witchy production constellation?

THIS IS WHY I FREAK OUT WHEN THERE ARE NO PURELL WIPES IN THE DISPENSER AT THE GYM.

She does? You assume? Do. Tell.

No freaking clue. But, in the way that all nonsensical tweets/conversations/arguments do, it all comes back to the master of bandage dresses. Naturally.

Dude. I just saw your other post! See?! Friend espn.

You and me both, John Legend. You and me both.

Indian food quantifiably makes everything feel okay again. Even supernovas n' shit.

It's huge. Literally. Unless you compare it to everything. Then it's tiny.

And to think, we didn't even need a large hadron collider to find each other.

I think....we were meant to be friends.

It's your soul, isn't it?*

Yay!

Hmmmm. Yeah, why the hell not?!