Keith&Co.
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So, there's this song, Happy. Pharrell sings it. The official video has lots of clips of lots of people dancing happily. Including Minions from Despicable Me, 2, because the song was part of the movie's soundtrack. It plays when the main character wakes up after a date that went so horribly wrong that someone got shot with a moose tranquilizer. To make the official video, they filmed a number of people doing their happy dance all over the city. And all of the original source videos are on Youtube, the 24 Hours of Happy. I was playing around with that for a while last night.
WHen i got up this morning, i mentioned my dream to my wife. Going around high class dining establishments, shooting supermodels with a moose tranquilizer.
She said: Honey, don't take this wrong, but you're fucking weird.
I said: You can't say that!
She: Why not?
Me: Because you were driving the getaway van!
She: Oh.
Me: Yeah, you were bird dogging them as they walked in. "That one. She looks like she's a real bitch."
She: Well, THAT sounds like me.
Me: And we shot one waiter who'd snubbed you earlier in the day.
She: Ah. Okay, yeah, that's believable. So, um, were we shooting them and running? Or shooting them and collecting them in the van?
Me: Shoot and run.
She: Ah. Okay.
WHen i got up this morning, i mentioned my dream to my wife. Going around high class dining establishments, shooting supermodels with a moose tranquilizer.
She said: Honey, don't take this wrong, but you're fucking weird.
I said: You can't say that!
She: Why not?
Me: Because you were driving the getaway van!
She: Oh.
Me: Yeah, you were bird dogging them as they walked in. "That one. She looks like she's a real bitch."
She: Well, THAT sounds like me.
Me: And we shot one waiter who'd snubbed you earlier in the day.
She: Ah. Okay, yeah, that's believable. So, um, were we shooting them and running? Or shooting them and collecting them in the van?
Me: Shoot and run.
She: Ah. Okay.