Nate Corddry

Okay, it's January 1st, New Year's Day, and Project Showin' him is off to an awesome start.

I have a neighbor who refuses to turn down his stereo.

Blasts it all night long, so I...

Stole his newspaper.

Shown.

It's on to my old boss's house with this bag of human feces.

I'm going to set it on fire.

And then I'm going to FedEx this deadly black mamba to the producers of How I Met Your Mother because they decided to cast Neil Patrick Harris instead of me.

Well, I would have gone the other way.

But that's, you know, their producers.

Like, ah!

Well, things haven't been going so well since the incident last week.

I've fallen way behind.

I was on the brink of giving up.

I asked Dr. Belgray how I could improve my methods of shelling them.

That I'm not going to put up with their bull anymore.

Requires a lot of cleanup.

As it happens, God was on my to-be-shown list, but I like the idea of asking for help.

Yeah, how much would it cost to get two pulleys, an anvil, and a length of rope?

Yes, Los Angeles?