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Até chorei.
Perfect. This Balloon Boy shit has been tickling my bladder intensely.
Too lazy to decently inform yourself on the United States’ current state of events? Sigh not! Barack Obama’s facebook feed is the answer.
I love it for the rest of my life.
Spiders… on drugs.
The couch potato cat.
I wonder if he likes lasagna?
Where’s Waldo?
Hahaha.
I officially have unhealthy amounts of Obama on my tumblr.
Pretty fucking ninja.
So if I wanted to instantly go to my psycho place, I would just put on Hannah Montana and think to myself, “God, what if I was at a concert and I had a bat? Would I just go nuts and start wiping the place out? And then what if I was Hannah Montana? How would I pull that off? I don’t even look like I’m in college let alone high school. Would I be a teacher who’s also a pop star? Oh yeah, we’ve got to film the scene.” Literally, Quentin’s like, “Man, you’re so intense. You’re so in the zone,” and I’m thinking, “What if I was Hannah Montana?”
Eli Roth,
is a basterd that listens to Hannah Montana. Probably the best interview of the year.
The definition of GQ motherfuckers.
