Who’s That Knockin’ On My Door?

Oh, it’s you, Mel Gibson.  I see you’ve brought flowers, and chocolates.  Whats that…your sorry?  Well, you made a huge ass of yourself a few years back, and my friends tell me I need to look down upon you.  I know we’ve had good times…yes, yes I got your special edition DVD of Apacalypto.  How’d I like it?…Mel, you know I loved it.  Please, please stop crying…I have to go, Mel.  I’m sorry.  What’s that?  Mel, you know I’ll always love you…

Shortly after this tearful exchange, I found this gift wrapped on my stoop:

You’re getting there, Mel.  Keep it up, champ.


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