Put the Headphones On
...and then later explain to your coworkers why you're convulsing with laughter. If you're eating when listening to this, please stop, as laughing while eating is a leading cause of choking, and I won't be held responsible for your death. It's a dramatic reading of a poorly (or hastily) drafted breakup letter. I love this thing on so many levels, one of which is the title: You Make Me Touch Your Hands for Stupid Reasons.
Found via The Assimiliated Negro, whose blog is a must read, and will likely today replace some dormant blog on my Linkers and Lurkers list at right.
Found via The Assimiliated Negro, whose blog is a must read, and will likely today replace some dormant blog on my Linkers and Lurkers list at right.
Labels: dating, email, humor, relationships, time wasters
4 Comments:
Thank God I can shut my door.
That was awesome.
By Thinking In Vain, at July 20, 2007 at 9:19 AM
p.s. I love the way he says bastert.
By Thinking In Vain, at July 20, 2007 at 4:54 PM
Hollllly run-on sentence BATMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I love where he breaks character and still leaves it in.
By Anonymous, at July 20, 2007 at 8:47 PM
Yeah, MTLB - it reminds of Robert Smigell as Triumph the Insult Comic Dog - breaking character makes it even more hilarious.
Enjoying the PlaidTour. Awesome idea, excellent execution.
By RFB, at July 21, 2007 at 12:53 AM
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