"But ah'm not afraid of dyin'. Cause I know that when I get to heaven there are gonna be these wonderful trees, and ah'm gonna climb them. But you know what? Instead of leaves and flowers, those trees are gonna have fried eggs, and delicious Virginia ham, and big heaping bowls of biscuits and sausage gravy. And one day, Sammy, you're gonna meet me there, and we're gonna climb those breakfast trees together, and it's gonna be delicious and we're gonna be happy until the end of time."

3.29.2005

Cock.

Once upon a time, a dear friend of mine brought over Season 1 of The Office. Watched it in once sitting, I believe. The sun joined in about episode 5. Lapped up season 2 quickly with relish. Haven't seen the special, but would very much like to.
I just walked into my living room, watched two and a half minutes of our "Office." After regaining consciousness, wiping the vomit off my face, and crawling to my bed in a cold sweat, I will never speak to Steve Carrell again, and possibly have lost the last shreds of the will to live I was clinging to so desperately.
Ass bad with a bullet.

Gervais, I've got his back.

posted by glasshole at 8:51 PM