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Hey, it can't be all bad after all!
I mean, look!

IT'S JUST BEER!!!
Dear The Entire Human Race,
Die in a fire.
Love,
benjamin

Don't think that your use of something that kinda sounds like "chilada" is going to save you, you bastard beverage.

Ummm...certified color? As opposed to all of those unauthorized ones?

Wait, "Drink a Red One?" Who thought that would sound in any way appetizing?

BUDWEISER: DRINK A CLAM-SEDIMENT INFESTED ONE!
Oh, and you better believe I'm gonna call that comment line. First I'm going to--like them--recycle; namely this crap into urine. Then I'll find a way to digitize and send it through the phone lines.
A bit of lead-up here. This is the second ever shot-on-location So You Don't Have To. It was in the basement of the home of
gryphon77 and
twelvefootnine and
chuckdawg, during a party.
chuckdawg was also the one who provided me with this product.
He's gonna be at my house tonight. He doesn't know that I'm going to kill him.
Unless he reads this.
DAMN IT!
I'm vaguely sorry for the color / contrast weirdness in the video. If you want it to go away, buy me a new camera.
Anyway, let's punch it!
Yep, so now you know my little secret.
I will eat anything, no matter how WTF...save for the tomato.
It's a horrible thing, born of hellfire and hate, and it can roll its plump red ass straight out the door, thank you very much.
Anyway, let's turn to Melissa for the last word on this little trip:

Smooches,
b
I mean, look!

IT'S JUST BEER!!!
Dear The Entire Human Race,
Die in a fire.
Love,
benjamin

Don't think that your use of something that kinda sounds like "chilada" is going to save you, you bastard beverage.

Ummm...certified color? As opposed to all of those unauthorized ones?

Wait, "Drink a Red One?" Who thought that would sound in any way appetizing?

BUDWEISER: DRINK A CLAM-SEDIMENT INFESTED ONE!
Oh, and you better believe I'm gonna call that comment line. First I'm going to--like them--recycle; namely this crap into urine. Then I'll find a way to digitize and send it through the phone lines.
A bit of lead-up here. This is the second ever shot-on-location So You Don't Have To. It was in the basement of the home of
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He's gonna be at my house tonight. He doesn't know that I'm going to kill him.
Unless he reads this.
DAMN IT!
I'm vaguely sorry for the color / contrast weirdness in the video. If you want it to go away, buy me a new camera.
Anyway, let's punch it!
Yep, so now you know my little secret.
I will eat anything, no matter how WTF...save for the tomato.
It's a horrible thing, born of hellfire and hate, and it can roll its plump red ass straight out the door, thank you very much.
Anyway, let's turn to Melissa for the last word on this little trip:

Smooches,
b