Thanks to everyone who logged on and voted for us in the Hanson contest this week. If you haven't done it yet, what. the. fuck? Get on that, homies.
Double thanks to all of those of you forwarding the website to your friends and making this shit viral. And triple dipple thanks to those of you who have found creative ways to stir up votes for Scamper, like our friend with her ladies.
But boobies only appeal to half the population or so. So for the other half, we've got a little something something of this:
You can almost hear him saying "Please vote for my daddy or else he'll bore the rest of the band with an endless 'post-Hanson-failure' strategy meeting. His meetings are eternal. I can't wait until I'm old enough to get my own place."
So boobies or babies - we've got something for everyone. Now go be a good American and vote.
Double thanks to all of those of you forwarding the website to your friends and making this shit viral. And triple dipple thanks to those of you who have found creative ways to stir up votes for Scamper, like our friend with her ladies.
But boobies only appeal to half the population or so. So for the other half, we've got a little something something of this:
You can almost hear him saying "Please vote for my daddy or else he'll bore the rest of the band with an endless 'post-Hanson-failure' strategy meeting. His meetings are eternal. I can't wait until I'm old enough to get my own place."
So boobies or babies - we've got something for everyone. Now go be a good American and vote.
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I have to admit, that is one cute little baby. I don't even like babies, but that is a sterling expression of the genre. The genre of babies. Damned hangover.
Go Scamper!
though i wish you all the luck in the world, unless alena has updated her son's living arrangement preference, he's not going anywhere.
i even signed a pre-nup stating that when he and i get married, i will live near by and have visitation rights.
nice try though.
I just love the idea of Jason already wanting to move out. Keith catches him flipping through the apartment listings.
Keith: "What are you doing, Jason?"
Jason: "Uh... goo?"
The next day, he's on craigslist.
That's just good solid comedy.
Listen, the reason he runs 30mph towards the front door every time I open it to go outside is because he likes the birds out in front of the house. Got it?
That's not goo, that's boo. As in: "Jason, what does a cow say?" "Boooo."
If boobies and babies aren't enough for everyone to vote, I don't know what is.
Ha ha - it's a ghost cow.
We were over last night and Keith asked "What does a cow say?"
Jason: "Ow."
Keith: "Yeah, I guess. If someone punched him or something. Good boy!"
Jason: (collapses into an uncontrollable giggle fit)
More boobs please.
If you want more boobies, you need to get more people to vote, chummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... p.
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It's all about the votes for more boobs...or just wait till Thursday when the next picture pleading for votes goes up.
That really is the cutest baby ever!
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