I want to be all, “Look what I did over Labor Day Weekend! I went to a huge, amazing concert, I bought a new bed and felt very grown up, I cleaned my house, I ‘autumized’ my garden, bla bla bla,” but I wont.
Because even more exciting than the craziest, pseudo Woodstock concert of amazing, even better than buying the most awe inspiring bed in the history of beds, even more so than the fantabulousnes that is a three day weekend, I can’t stop laughing about this movie.
My dog, is weird.
So damn weird.
Please note her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Oh, and also note how she punches herself in the face.
Exciting things, like my life besides watching my dog dream are quite possibly to come once my three day weekend freedom hangover wears off.
*UPDATED* Another reason why you shouldn’t post with a buzz on, you’ll look at your post the following afternoon and see a plethora of incorrectly spelled words. Damn you wine.