- Ok, moving on… Today, I’m grateful I didn’t choke on a face-full of krill.
- I did the math: Everyone just please delete 393,004 tweets and I’m in there with my “George Harrison + Conan O’Brien tweet.”
- The 10 billion+1 tweet is: “$Pretty N Paid$”? WTF… I love it! I will have it tattooed on my ass!
- Just kidding… Justin Bieber!
- Where are we at with tweet number 10 billion? I’m running out of tweets… and beer!
- Who the fuck is George Harrison? Tweet number 10 billion? No? Good! I was just kidding… I know he lives in Conan O’Brien’s basement.
- I guess, “Mom’s secret to whitening teeth” scam would be ruined, once and for all, if it ends up being tweet number 10 billion… Don’t RT!
- If I get the 10-billion tweet: “I want Conan O’Brien to eat fries out the crack of my ass!” Would love to hear that line on CNN… RT! :-)
- Why isn’t Survivor blurring out Rupert’s tits too? I shouldn’t need to have my kids ask me if I’m hiding a bunny in my pants when he’s on.
- Whenever life and lack of gold stars bring me down, I take comfort in a recent picture of Lindsay Lohan on meth.
- Looking back to grade one: My spelling and grammar has not improved, and the gold stars are few and far in-between. Crying on the inside…
- You know you are drinking a cheap wine, when you get cork stuck in your straw even though the wine came in a box.
- My wife will be home in 2 hours… How do you stitch a hole, fix the fangs, and get stains out of a Polar bear hide? Please, anyone?
- Right now: Trying to convince my wife that we should convert to Judaism so that we don’t need to eat her mother’s clam chowder for lunch.
- Rumour has it that Jay Leno will start tweeting for real, and that Conan O’Brien will be moved to MySpace.
- Southern Comfort is used for cocktails such as Red Death, A Piece of Ass and Crash & Burn, and for fixing garage floor grease stains.
- ‘The ladies on the bus ate 23 bananas and the driver ate 2; how many angels had their wings ripped clean off?’ Fifth grade math is hard!
