"Our governor has been running all week on the treadmill" - Jimmie Kimmel about what Arnold's been doing in resopnse to the heat wave.
Regis was on Kimmel (I know I'm spelling his name wrong, but I'm too lazy to figure it out). Jimmie was saying what he though Regis was doing with all his money-- Building "some hyperbaric chamber where you and Michael Jackson will live until the end of time."
And then Jimmie was complaining that he hadn't won a Relly (Regis and Kelly award thing) for best fill-in co-host the last year. He was up for it again. So was -ew- Geraldo. "If Geraldo beats me....I'll kill myself live on the air if Geraldo beats me." I would too, Jimmie, I would too.
Then Regis forced Jimmie to sing with him. "Who's Your Little Whosit". What the heck?
Now Ferguson.
"When Castro dies, they'll rename it (Cuba) Starbucks, and everyone'll come back."
There is this really strange commercial that makes me enraged whenever I see it. It's for some glue stick type thing that one is supposed to rub on one's forehead. I don't ever know what it does. My mom has gotten sick of me complaining about is so much. I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't get it.
Craig: "There's this commercial out there *shows the commercial* (It's just this lady rubbing the thing on her head. It replays the same sentence three times: -Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On is available at Rite-Aid, CVS, and Walgreens.) "You put it on your forehead. Alright. But what for? WHAT FOR?"
"Steak is the tuxedo of meat. Bologna is the retarded cousin"
And on that note, I shall end.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Well, I'm bored, so I figured I'd post some more tv stuff from last week that I was too lazy to type out then.
First, I have an instruction sheet thing for a DDR type game that plugs into the tv. Besides it being a really crappy game, the translation's horrible. And funny. Bad grammar makes me sad. So it's funny but sad. Heh.
"Our governor has been running all week on the treadmill" - Jimmie Kimmel about what Arnold's been doing in resopnse to the heat wave.
Regis was on Kimmel (I know I'm spelling his name wrong, but I'm too lazy to figure it out). Jimmie was saying what he though Regis was doing with all his money-- Building "some hyperbaric chamber where you and Michael Jackson will live until the end of time."
And then Jimmie was complaining that he hadn't won a Relly (Regis and Kelly award thing) for best fill-in co-host the last year. He was up for it again. So was -ew- Geraldo. "If Geraldo beats me....I'll kill myself live on the air if Geraldo beats me." I would too, Jimmie, I would too.
Then Regis forced Jimmie to sing with him. "Who's Your Little Whosit". What the heck?
Now Ferguson.
"When Castro dies, they'll rename it (Cuba) Starbucks, and everyone'll come back."
There is this really strange commercial that makes me enraged whenever I see it. It's for some glue stick type thing that one is supposed to rub on one's forehead. I don't ever know what it does. My mom has gotten sick of me complaining about is so much. I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't get it.
Craig: "There's this commercial out there *shows the commercial* (It's just this lady rubbing the thing on her head. It replays the same sentence three times: -Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On is available at Rite-Aid, CVS, and Walgreens.) "You put it on your forehead. Alright. But what for? WHAT FOR?"
"Steak is the tuxedo of meat. Bologna is the retarded cousin"
And on that note, I shall end.
"Our governor has been running all week on the treadmill" - Jimmie Kimmel about what Arnold's been doing in resopnse to the heat wave.
Regis was on Kimmel (I know I'm spelling his name wrong, but I'm too lazy to figure it out). Jimmie was saying what he though Regis was doing with all his money-- Building "some hyperbaric chamber where you and Michael Jackson will live until the end of time."
And then Jimmie was complaining that he hadn't won a Relly (Regis and Kelly award thing) for best fill-in co-host the last year. He was up for it again. So was -ew- Geraldo. "If Geraldo beats me....I'll kill myself live on the air if Geraldo beats me." I would too, Jimmie, I would too.
Then Regis forced Jimmie to sing with him. "Who's Your Little Whosit". What the heck?
Now Ferguson.
"When Castro dies, they'll rename it (Cuba) Starbucks, and everyone'll come back."
There is this really strange commercial that makes me enraged whenever I see it. It's for some glue stick type thing that one is supposed to rub on one's forehead. I don't ever know what it does. My mom has gotten sick of me complaining about is so much. I'm glad I'm not the only one who doesn't get it.
Craig: "There's this commercial out there *shows the commercial* (It's just this lady rubbing the thing on her head. It replays the same sentence three times: -Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On. Apply directly to the forehead. Head On is available at Rite-Aid, CVS, and Walgreens.) "You put it on your forehead. Alright. But what for? WHAT FOR?"
"Steak is the tuxedo of meat. Bologna is the retarded cousin"
And on that note, I shall end.
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