Friday, February 09, 2007

like i forgot. right.

Go Snakes!

I mean, Grandpa. Go Grandpa.

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In other animalish related news, thanks to Patton Oswalt's MySpace page (i know, I'm am the world's biggest loser, buy me a trophy) I have been obsessing over the Schmidt Sting Pain Index all morning. Imagine WC Fields extinguishing a cigar on your tongue! Um, no thanks?

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