Finally, Friday is upon us. Time to run barefoot through fields of heather with an entourage of puppies and later wake up frothing at the mouth on some stranger’s rooftop. But, before we do, let’s take a little time to give two snaps and a handclap in the general direction of our good friend, escobar. He’s been on fire this week, like one of every four people you’ll meet in New York City. Which makes him a minority. How edgy and vibrant! Anyway, here’s to you, escobar. Thanks for the manic giggles and uncontrollable twitching this week:

Re: We’re Still Not Impressed

Umm…I think “dancer” is a bit generous. How about “actorish, dancerish, butt model”? We must accurately call him by what he does best.

Fart on cue? We’ll bet he totally does.

Chipotle’s is owned by McDonald’s…now do their calorie counts make sense?

I did the click to the chocha bread post…I am wetting myself with humorous response. You Guanawhattos are very, very funny!

True. We’re constantly making each other wet. With humorous response.

Re: Nobody Wants To See Mario Lopez’s Underoos

Sorry about the repetition….Guanasite led me to believe it hadn’t posted the first time. Sorry about the repetition.
Did I say, Sorry about the repetition?

Say guanawhat?

Re: Yummy Gummies: Lighthouse Candies Kind Of Miss Their Mark.

In response to commenter Gwenny:

@Gwenny: if that sized lighthouse is a stretch for you, I’d suggest some breathing exercises.

Perfect.