Asdfhj.com

A crazy cover of “My Humps” done by Alanis Morissette. The “My Humps” lyrics are below the video.

Lyrics: “My Humps” by Black Eyed Peas
What you gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’m a get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ices.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and NaDonna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’ fly
Brother, I ain’t askin’,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion’s,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love (love), my love, my love, my love (love)
You love my lady lumps (love),
My hump, my hump, my hump (love),
My humps they got you,

She’s got me spending.
Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me

What you gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gonna do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump (ha), my hump, my hump, my hump (what).
My hump, my hump, my hump (ha), my lovely lady lumps (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Let’s spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky right.

They say I’m really sexy,
The boys they wanna sex me.
They always standing next to me,
Always dancing next to me,
Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.
Lookin’ at my lump, lump.
You can look but you can’t touch it,
If you touch it I’ma start some drama,
You don’t want no drama,
No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama
So don’t pull on my hand boy,
You ain’t my man, boy,
I’m just trying ta dance boy,
And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
My lovely lady lumps (lumps)
In the back and in the front (lumps)
My lovin’ got you,

She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me.

What you gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gonna do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’ma make, make, make, make you scream
Make you scream, make you scream.
What you gonna do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,
Get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gonna do wit all that breast?
All that breast inside that shirt?
I’ma make, make, make, make you work
Make you work, work, make you work.

Aha, aha, aha, aha (x4)

She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me and spendin’ time on me
She’s got me spendin’.
Spendin’ all your money on me, up on me, on me.

The Jaime Kenedy music video for Rollin’ with Saget featuring the “Full House” dad, Bob Saget. The lyrics are below the video.

Rollin’ with Saget Lyrics:

You are now about to wittnes the strenghth of Bob Saget

Have you ever had one of those nights that started off so damn good? No fights, no fuss…
It’s understood that when you go bar, man we aint leavin till those girls in the car

Well this night started off just like that except Jamie’s in the driver seat, Sagets in the back.
We rollin on twenties to the club pull up front Sagets in the back seat rollin a blunt

Valet opens up the door to park the car the bouncer at the front don’t wanna let us in the bar
Bob says “Here let me show him some affection”, then he walked up wound up cold clocked decked him
Started screamin for that bitch to respect him next thing ya know were in the VIP section when a crew like this run deep you wanna brag who you rollin with man, I’m rollin wit Saget

Who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

Down on nights simmer everybody’s gettin tipsy Bob’s in a booth with a chick from Pachitski he’s ordering a Dom Perignon just drinkin it from the bottle makin plans to leave the club with three models.

That’s when DMX and 50 Cent walked in (nuh uh) Bob stood up and said “Who are you again?” At first all they did was sit around and stare till X pushed Bob (OW) and 50 hit him with a chair he’s in a cardigan, khakis, shoes and no socks yo want a hard core mother fucker pulled out a glock I got a cock as big as a donkey hard as a rock and trigger finger itcher of the chicken pox

Everybody threw there hands in the air
Bob’s drunk wit a gun and he just don’t care
We on the floor he on the table now fireing shots
Paris Hilton’s on the cell phone calling the cops
He blew the smoke off the tip of his gun Bob Saget, bitch, you betta ask someone

Who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

Bob grabbed us and sluts and ran out the back door
says he’s still feelin funny and he’s hungry for more
He’s in the back seat gettin busy again
askin the girls if there lesbians (Are you?)
The girls start kissin now my dicks gettin hard.
Let’s go to by place the hot tub’s in the back yard
I got beer head maybe and an ounce of kush.
Yo J pull over I gotta pee in a bush.

When you rollin wit saget there’s no time for rest.
This motherfucker’s flippin bottle caps off of a chest singin
you this is Bob Saget this is what I do
my house my car this is my crew ahhhh
I love to hang with you Kennedy and Stu and chill the main streets of Malibu Good night boys
tomorrow night we gonna do it again

Bob Saget, MY BEST FRIEND

Who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

who you rollin with ba brcr a brca brca Bob Saget …. boxin…a numero uno nobody does it better … be boxin … who you rollin with .. Boxin the illest mother fucker in a cardigan sweater …

Ba ba ba ba bob ba ba ba Bob Saget ba ba ba Bob Saget sa sa sa Saget…

Big dealers.. Bd.. Ba brca bob .. Big dealers.. Big dealers….big big big big dealers… Mother fucker in a cardigan sweater..

“Goodnight Michelle”

Man I don’t know WHAT is going on here. An exercise video that teaches Japanese women english? Some phrases taught:

“Take anything you want”, “Spare me my life” and “I was robbed by two men”.

What the hell?

The people of Belgium have been left reeling by the first adult-only episode of the Smurfs, in which the blue-skinned cartoon characters’ village is annihilated by warplanes.
…
The short film pulls no punches. It opens with the Smurfs dancing, hand-in-hand, around a campfire and singing the Smurf song. Bluebirds flutter past and rabbits gambol around their familiar village of mushroom- shaped houses until, without warning, bombs begin to rain from the sky.

Tiny Smurfs scatter and run in vain from the whistling bombs, before being felled by blast waves and fiery explosions. The final scene shows a scorched and tattered Baby Smurf sobbing inconsolably, surrounded by prone Smurfs.

The final frame bears the message: “Don’t let war affect the lives of children.” Hope they had insurance… smurfsurance?

Read the full article.

EDIT: I found a much better video here: End of the Smurfs.

And finally, a cat eating a smurf: