
Remember that episode of "The Facts of Life" where Tootie was a little bit too enthusiastic about a Jermaine Jackson Concert, and you were like: Who in their right minds would go crazy over a fucking Jermaine Jackson concert? Was Asaad Kelada on peyote? That was kind of like this guy. (image via thecobrasnake)

Uh, Yes you can quit me, Heath. And, quite frankly, these calls are freaking me the fuck out.(image via ohnotheydidnt)

Judge not lest ye be judged. You too might drink to wretched excess if you bore as striking a resemblance to P Diddy. (image via thecobrasnake)

A propos of that: John Stamos, adrift on a sea of monsterous non-knowledge. (image via wireimage)

They help. Like, for instance, when she has to count to two. (image via thecobrasnake)
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