Sorry, folks, no prize to give away this week. Instead you’ll just have to enjoy this picture of Baby Goose filming a dog, which is my new favorite thing ever. Also, I don’t want to spoil the surprise, but next Monday’s prize is going to be extremely sweet, so keep commenting. And do it… well. This was my favorite of last week’s comments:
From Twilight‘s background models demand more money: Morton Salt says: The execs for SyFy cannot wait for these movies to be done so these desperate talentless f*cks can move right on to their still-undeserving place as headliners for movies like MegaSloth Vs. LesboSquatch: The Battle For Oregon. Twenty years from now he will still be Kellen Lutz (The Twilight Series) on my DVR, so enjoy it now douche-syrup.
And yes, it was the “Lesbosquatch” part that did it. As always, paste your nominations for next week in the comments section below. Here are the honorable mentions:
Stone Soup says:
Attention Rap-Rock bands: This is a level 7 alert. I repeat: This is a level 7 alert. Follow protocol Kilo and submit new material to your managing agent at once.
This is not a test.
Stinky Peet too:
In the third movie they’re replaced with an armored car named Jar Jar Brinks.
There’s only one comparison between Nick Sparks and Hemingway I’d care to see quantified. Their appetites for 12 gauge.
SUBNOTE: You may have noticed the video on that post got pulled from YouTube “due to a copyright claim by Warner Bros Entertainment.” Really, Warner Bros? You’re claiming you own an amateur video taken at a wrap party for one of your movies now? I guess we can blame this underage lap dance on you now.
Morton Salt says: Just when I think the Julia Roberts ruse in Ocean’s Twelve is the worst decision George Nolfi could ever make, I watch this trailer and, BAM -Matt Damon’s hat.
And finally, Baby Goose always brings out the best in you guys. From Baby Goose thinks tree stumps are sad:
Oski says: Hey girl, there’s a light in the attic. Somebody should turn that off, we’ve only got one earth.
Burnsy says: Hey girl, please don’t carve our initials in the tree. Just whisper them. He’ll hear.
ChinoMoreno says: Hey girl, see where the sidewalk ends? That’s where I’ll start carrying you.
Well done again, folks. And bring your A-game this week.