This guy kept on talking about how I shot Britney Spears from a grassy knoll or something. Anyway, cheese!
Conspiracy!
Conspiracy?
Woman: You're at least a medium. Just admit it already.
"I'm watching you. Mostly because you have toilet paper stuck to your shoe. Still. Watching."
The sunglasses and lanyard club.
No, you can't be in the sunglasses & lanyard club. Sorry.
Wolfgang Gartner starts his set.
"Guys, I can't hear anything. Are you sure there's a speaker nearby?"
Fingers in so many directions, I'm pretty sure half of them are broken or double jointed.
Apparently they're excited.
Mulling her next target.
Her head was like that for a long time. I think she fell asleep during the national anthem.
"All these knobs. I need more switches. Maybe some glowing buttons. Ooh, a dial that goes to 11. Yeah, that'd be amazing."
