Alright. Who grew up with plastic furniture?
I didn’t but had a neighbor with it. Really weirded me out, especially in the Summer.
Alright. Who grew up with plastic furniture?
I didn’t but had a neighbor with it. Really weirded me out, especially in the Summer.
Love these blokes!
I love it. It’s cheesetastically wonderful.
Of course, I’m also a bit of a prat, so feel free to ignore my opinion as well.
Lol at gun going off.
Favorite guy is the one with the outrageous Pirate hat.
more clever foreshadowing…
Will do. Thanx.
Both sets of grandparents. I remember what an amazing feeling it was to actually touch cloth at grandma’s house.
“You never start on 1!”
I think almost all of them are dead.
The lead guy committed suicide.
I still have aunts and uncles with plastic on furniture.
Floating disembodied head.
I hate those guys.
This was how I conceived of God as a child. :eek:
Yeah. I know. They all had pretty sad stories.
“That was no man. That was the Supreme Being.”
“You mean God?”
“Well, we don’t know him that well. We only work for him.”
We’re all going to fastcart’s Aunts and Uncles houses after this. On the way, we’re drinking a bottle of Scotch. Then we vomit on the in the plastic couch. In unison we say, “It’s so easy to clean up!!”
Tell the folks I said hi!
Wait…
I remember pausing the video and trying to draw the map off the TV. My cousin’s version was much better than mine.
I conceived God as a hippy with sandals and a beard.
And no. Not Buddy Christ. I hate that guy.
I love how many of the scenes are shot from a childs height!