I just woke up from my Kuma's-induced food coma to realize that I now have 20 groupies. Err, followers. Yes! Soon, I will be famous.
This is how I plan to celebrate:
"We don't got no beer—just tequila."
Okay, so in reality, I'm going to go see Inglourious Basterds, but in my mind I'm dancing with the three amigos.