TOO MANY HUNKS

learned:

* see, this should've won, something.

* speaking of won, this looks like a one-off, so savor every bite, chew your food, don't swallow until you've tasted, that is broad life advice for any occasion.

* the picture above is symbolic, poor Steve Brule has slipped on his own self. there are too many hunks in the world, and the hunk in this piece is also a little punk. hunk punk. punk hunk. double dose of impossible, to deal with.

* so what if the hunk has tickets for some generic glam band?! hair metal sucks. i went straight from Adam Ant to Nirvana. i had to skip Guns N' Roses and Metallica cos i was grounded those years.

* i thought Steve Brule was a doctor, not a bag boy.

* is it bagboy or bag boy?

* how would we eat if not for cans?

* whenever you see the puppeteer in the shot ruin the magic of having a reallife talking puppet, the audience immediately moves from the puppet's life to the puppeteer's life and wonders what kind of life the puppeteer really lives, when the cameras are turned off.

* maybe she really needed to wash her hair. now you feel bad. hey, love at first sight is a real thing, don't knock it till you imagine it for yourself.

* you are never so hungry that you can eat a horse. this store serves actual horse in cans. we really need to separate literally and figuratively out again.

* in some cultures, kissing is a sign of affection.

* breaking a pencil is a sign of good luck, not bad luck. you'll get an unexpected package at your house afterwards, you'll see. you'll have to sign for it with something, though.

* do you know why security guards are always shown sleeping and thus letting the bad guys get away? they're resting up for the final battle with the bad guys at the end.

* speaking of packages, what can Brown do for you? you never want to see how the butcher meat is made...

* it's the eternal dilemma: lie to the out-of-your-league blonde about her angelic brother who's a secret delinquent to maintain your chances, or come clean and come alone as usual. she's never gonna believe you, that's fer sure.

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happy weekend. i'm on a boat this weekend, sailing to a lonely island to clear my one thought. don't take life too seriously, don't sweat the small stuff, and it's all small stuff, until that one big stuff comes and gets ya in the end. ate too many cookies turns out. i have a choice of sail: one white and gold, the other blue and black. i made my choice...oh, i thought i picked the white one, this one is blue. natural lighting playing tricks. whether skipping the waves or tripping on the stars above, may you all live long and prosper.

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