I'm sure he'll figure out a way to do it so that you're doing all the work while he sleeps with the cleaning lady, but what the fuck is going on here:
Does this make Jason Alexander the male Kirstie Alley? No? Does it?
What is happening to the formerly heavenly beings of Seinfeld?
Racist Kramer? The Marriage Ref? Now this?
Julia Louis-Dreyfus, hold it together. You're clearly the most stable minded of the bunch. Start dating Keith Hernandez again, just to be sure. Mustaches are made of wisdom.
P.S. Why did they feel the need to green screen in a random sunny living room? Could they really not shoot this in a real random sunny living room? If you're gonna use that technique, at least put a sasquatch behind the guy. Also, this music makes me want to vomit.
George Costanza Wants You To Lose Weight With Him AND JENNY CRAIG
Posted by Aaron Schneeberger Friday, March 26, 2010 at 10:05 AM
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write it down, chumpenstein.