The Sky Last Night Was Beautiful. The Sky Last Night Was Beautiful. The Sky Last Night Was Beautiful. The Sky Last Night Was Beautiful. The Sky Last Night Was Beautiful. Only After It Rained. The Sky Last Night Was Beautiful.

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Tantrums.

YOU DON'T NEED A DOORBELL WHEN YOU HAVE A GOOD DOG. ANYONE'LL TELL YA THAT.

Here is a movie I made about eating corn in your car without a seatbelt on. Oscars here I come!

Would be cool to be the first person on earth to write a novel called, Poems. It would be about a garbage truck guy who writes poems in his head while he is picking up the garbage. The text would go: GARBAGE GARBAGE (poem) (poem) GARBAGE (poem) (poem) (poem) GARBAGE GARBAGE GARBAGE GARBAGE (poem) GARBAGE (poem) (poem) (poem) (poem) GARBAGE GARBAGE (poem) (poem) GARBAGE (poem) GARBAGE GARBAGE (poem) (poem) (poem) (poem) (poem) GARBAGE (poem) GARBAGE GARBAGE GARBAGE GARBAGE GARBAGE GARBAGE (poem) (poem). Something like that.

SHIT IS GETTING 2 REAL !!!

This is the bench which I sat on when I recorded my now viral podcast, Movie Review 39: The Lobster.

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Hearing a lotta sighs out of my co-workers' moufs. Let's tighten up ship, guys!

As mentioned, I'm no political junkie. But I do find it hilarious that all the people Trump beat had to bow down and kiss the ring and speak on his behalf. What a weird shame-mongering tradition. Imagine if sports losers had to do this? If the Golden State Warriors had to fly into Cleveland and speak first at the championship parade rally about how awesome the Cavs are, how wacky right? It's so weird to me!

You know what would be an interesting topping/addition to a salad, or maybe even a taco or something? Plum skins. You ever notice how much of the beautiful tartness of a plum is in the skin? Well just peel some plums, chop 'em up, maybe even try frying them (?), and add them to a dish. I really need to open my own fancy restaurant. What am I doing with my life.

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