Example:

Hedgehoggy: "Do you guys want some dinner?"

*Dogs ears perk up*

Hedgehoggy: "C'mon, guys! Let's go get DINNER!"

To watch as this dipshit with an orange sweatshirt and tan shorts is chased through the house by 2 Yorkies that are clearly thinking about their stomachs and not about the latest turd cleverly hidden in the dining room (Those bastards!!!) is a beautiful moments.

It's funny how there are moments of completely nothing to do (Between 3:30pm and 4:15pm) to which I will sit on the couch, after yelling at the girl on Room Raiders that all boys have some kind of porn in their rooms and that it is perfectly natural, and find myself talking to Clyde, the male Yorkie.

Why is it that dogs can make the best listeners? All Clyde does is look directly at my eyes and "try" to get every word I say. Only when certain ones come out, such as "pee," "Poopy," and "Dinner," will he react. I swear that we will try to work on having more of defined vocabulary for our dogs but then we'd have to spell things around them. They don't like B-A-T-H-S.

Oh, I'm so in love with a commercial that is completely embarassing to moi. There is this Secret deodarant commercial in which women smell their own pits to see if they stink. Well, once this commercial comes on, my eyes go crazy for this girl walking in the city and decides to check her pits. Uh, I'm thinking it's the second girl and my gawd is she cute! At least, I know her pits aren't going to be stanky but I could care less. She's so cute!

*Hedgehoggy's face turns red from another embarassing revealing moment that will most likely continue to haunt him for the rest of his life*

Ever notice how there are certain things that get very little props when they so rightfully deserve more? The new Entertainment Weekly came in the mail today with a cover for the new summer movie, Van Helsing. Hugh Jackman is so good for this that the mini-Wolverine in me is bouncing all around. I opened it up to find pics of the Wolfman. Not one! Not one!

Okay, all of you know my love of wolves, be it werewolves or wolves in the forests. I just think they are so beautiful and amazing in how they live to which was given off in my amazing 23 page college essay on why Yellowstone should have them.

I was a bit pissed that Entertainment Weekly didn't have one picture of the character that would drive me to see. I know I've already seen what the Wolfman looks like thanks to the movie's trailer but too much praise is given for Frankenstein that I could care less about a guy that knows a little bit more than Jessica Simpson. I want fur, fangs, snarls, and claws that scare little ol' Hedgehoggy here.

Gawd, where do I begin? It's the easiest thing in the world to scare me with werewolves since I was so scared after watching The Howling as a wee lad. Just the transformation in the office was too much for me, folks. Hedgie barely moved once the werewolf was fully revealed.

To me, I want those furry people to stand up for themselves and demand some star treatment. Ginger Snaps and Dog Soldiers showed how werewolf movies can be smart and so fucking unbelievably witty that they can be the new IN thing. Well, I'm not a trendy person but I'd like to see more scary flicks with werewolves. Pretty please.

However, a picture of Kate Beckinsale looking as lovely as ever was worth seeing. I'm now a faithful follower after seeing Underworld too many times. Tough females with 2 guns and tight black leather are instant Viagra for me. Maybe we ought to ask Brody of The Distillers to be a sidekick.

- - 2009-07-07

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