12:00 – smear picture of Brad Pitt with glazed donuts. 12:01 – Britney Spears bursts into room, sweating and gasping for breath (“me want sweeties! sweeeeetieeesss…*breaks off into garbled snorting, drooling*). Either that or someone let a walrus into the local frame shop. You know what I’d like to frame? Her tongue. I’d put it in a museum where little kids could poke it (“eww, it smells like cheetos and pubes”).
Thanks to Kim for the tip.