sir, in my heart, i know i'm funny.

[gyzym]

So, I was writing this whole other post, and then I was like, wait, this isn't what I want to be doing. What dooooo I want to be doing? OH, I KNOW: laughing hysterically at stupid shit on the internet!

And then I thought maybe I wasn't alone in that goal, so here is: a conversation had with my father during a round of penalty Jeopardy, a link to me making a fool of myself, and approximately a million macros. MY WIT, YOU GUYS, IT IS SO DEEPLY, DEEPLY WITTY.

Jeopardy Clue: [Blah blah blah I don't remember blah] comes in pulmonary and cardiac varieties--
Me: Edema!
My Father: Ahahahahhaha.
Me: What are you laughing about? Edemas aren't funny.
My Father: No, I know, I just...
Me: You just what?
My father: Funky col edema!

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[beachlass.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'll put the shark repellent beside the bed. JUST IN CASE.

[gyzym.livejournal.com]

SAFETY FIRST :D

because I know you care...

[beachlass.livejournal.com]

SO INSTEAD I DREAMT I WAS THE NEW CO-HOST ON TOP GEAR. AND ALSO THERE WERE SPIDERS. DOWN MY SHIRT.

Now I'm watched Eight Legged Freaks. Bad life choice? Y/Y?