tim and eric (great job)

I'm sorry I haven't posted anything in a long time, this whole "wedding planning" thing gives me renewed respect for Jennifer Lopez. She sure is the hardest working woman in showbiz. No, for real, though, it's hard to do anything hilarious when you're having panic attacks over shoes. Justin and I handed off our most important wedding invitation last night, to these guys. I'd show you some shocking, life-altering pictures from the show at the Highline Ballroom (and God bless sausage fests because I didn't encounter a line for the lady-bathroom once)(not that you pee a lot when beers are $7), but I don't want DJ Dougg Pound to come to my house and beat me up, and also I really want Tim and Eric to get YOUR $15 because how else will they afford all that shrimp and white wine? Most importantly, it was a beautiful show, filled with friendship, emotions, wonder, and magic. And codpieces. And love. It's Tim and Eric, they're shining boys, it's for your health.

  ...This is what the end of a Tim and Eric show looks like: special and touching, with FREE MEATS you can snack on all night. We genuinely hope that Tim and Eric can come to our wedding for some reason, and throw some meat at our guests, or just somberly witness the union of two complete strangers (but not really, because we're their myspace friends, and that's like being cousins). And after seeing DJ Dougg Pound's inspiring and rousing DJ set, I really wish we would have hired him to play the reception. I'm totally ready for the remix.
Spagett.