When you spend forty hours a week with the official title of "Communications Major", you end up seeing a lot of weird-ass films trying very hard to be amusing. It's a good thing Jeremy Jones never disappoints. Jeremy is a friend of mine way out on the West coast, and I'm hardly exaggerating when I say he's the strangest full-grown man you'll ever meet (unless you've met Nick Nolte.) Regardless of his mental stability, he's damn funny.
I present to you the best minute-long parody of an O. Henry story from the early 20th century that you'll ever see, and I'm sure you've seen lots. Ladies and gentlemen, "The Gift."
I am a little girl afraid of change and in love with song. I like pug dogs and magic tricks and optimism and warm weather. I like to play dress up and read books and when I grow up I want to be a witch who lives alone and frightens strangers with my mystery because they just can't understand. In the meantime I am content to be a witchling.
This is my diary, my journal, my daily log. It's my way to connect because I am not very good at connecting and I am very afraid that one day I will forget all of the beautiful things that happen every day because there are so many and it's hard to get old and forget.
I hope that you can understand, whoever you are, that this isn't for you. But then again maybe it is.
3 comments:
Heehee.
Yes. I laughed.
I wonder if there's a way to make a living doing that.
Right. That just about killed me dead. Awesome.
Awww, you like me, you really like me :)
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