Word

I whole-heartedly agree with this. In fact, I have a friend who lives this card as though it were a mantra.

Omigosh. Obsessed.

No words. Love him.

I don't know if anyone realizes,

But today is William Shatner's birthday. Or, actually, as my friend drunkenly yelled out last night when we saw the trailer for Star Trek, "William Shatter!"
See, my friends and I like to give people porno names and now mostly use them instead of their real names. Also, senior year at school we sat against the English building for lunch and there was this...hmm, shall we say substance that was splattered around the wall. It looked exactly like shat. It looked like someone shat on the wall. Well, it actually looked like the bubbler (water fountain for you foreigners) shat on the wall over the summer when no one was around to see it.
Well, anyhooha, this mother fucker is 78 years old. I wish I could look this good, and be this active, and have that much hair when I am 78 years old. I mean, damn, son! I would have guessed early 60s, at best.

Heard last night

"I'm not a prude, I smoked a clove!"

Seriously now

Animal Planet has a new show coming out next month.
It's about dog groomers.
Who compete to win...something.
Seriously now!
That's enough.
And someone was crying and saying it was intense and, "You messed up a standard poodle!"
Well, fuck me! I will watch one episode of this show, simply because I am dumbfounded out the fucking ass right now. Mother fucker.