i'm… not really having much fun with this fact. i tried.

bob johnson!

nick offerman as rowsdower?

i gotta give that guy a call.

"cigar, vimeo? you know, a young fellow could do a lot worse than to throw in with the lot of the youtube 3. who knows? we might even become friends."

so shutup about vimeo.

a coffee table book of coffee tables, made from recycled coffee, used to prop up the leg of an old coffee table?

"so evil wins, grandpa borgnine?"

i expect at least one story about an evil cymbal playing monkey doll, released onto the world by merlin.

play it up: he goes to his ancestral home of iceland to start a new life. he's "bjorn again".

by rousing, you mean spending the entire game stuck with "panne d'essence" because all you ever draw are roulez, right?

"breasts", y'see.

huh…

my nephew went through a phase of wanting to watch it only, and it made me long for the quiet dignity of curious george. i don't know, i may have just become easily irritated by brightly colored animals.

it's not my little pony, it's what they recommend you watch afterwards.

i think it might be because netflix simply doesn't have a lot of anime movies, while they've got softcore lesbian movies all over the place.

it sure does beat their old tagline of "psst! hey kid! check this out, i've got something i think you might like."

i don't know… i don't really like pvp. or other players. or other people. i'm a single player game girl. can you just do computer matches with factions?

i knew at least two st. onge's in the detroit area! there are secret pockets of french canadians all over the place.

sudden flashbacks to "the wedding singer".