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You were the best Videogum. Very jokes. Much happy. Thank you Kelly, Gabe, and monsters.
Goodbye and thanks, Videogum.
Yes! He is definitely a physical comedian. And a “mentally ill sign language guy” (sad when you think about it) at a state funeral for one of our greatest humanitarians really was a gift from the comedy gods.
I loved the Cold Open (“thrilled” got translated into fake sign language as dance moves from Thriller) but my favorite of the night was Christmas Whistle. I couldn’t stop laughing.
I heard it’s because we don’t have the right cows for good chocolate in the States. They’re bred to produce larger quantities of milk but not for creaminess or some such. You’d think that’d be a fixable problem but if you point out something that costs half a cent to remedy everybody’s all, “Sit down, shut up and eat your chocolate, damn Commie!” Because capitalism.
Hey badideajeans! Thanks for the advice (it was a while ago) but thanks.
(Sorry this is not Travolta related.)
Sorry Counselor, while your argument was compelling, based on the video evidence I’m going to have to award judgment to the Plaintiff.
It is. Hence the stripes.
I’m leaving the country because of this (or not really because of this but this was the last straw). It’s not an Alec Baldwin, “I’m moving to France!” (this is a paraphrase, I’m too lazy to google what he actually said) type of thing either. It’s more a quiet, “I give up, America” type of thing.
I’m not afraid of being shot. The shooting stuff is merely a sinkhole in a vast plain of hate and macro- and micro-aggression that I’m tired, tired, tired of trudging through.
Today I recorded an audition demo for an agent and when I watched it I realized I’m fat! Not like regular people fat but Hollywood fat, sorry gross, but you know what I mean. I was like, “Whoa, not sure when that happened! Tomorrow, no food!” Haha jk. Not really.
Then I thought to cheer myself up I’d stream True Blood and pretend that Gabe is also watching and writing a hilarious rage-induced blog post.
When I started reading videogum there was a daily spambot advertising a sugar daddy-sugar baby dating site. Took the name, never looked back.
It was a very good film, and yet I couldn’t help but feel the black people were just another prop, like bikinis and booze. There was a great blog post in The New Yorker that explains it better than I can.
Pro tip: Before telling people you’re married make sure to put on a wedding ring.
Let’s paws for a minute to really appreciate what we have.
I worked on a set with Tom Hanks (SNL a few years ago). In between takes he cracked jokes to entertain the kids who were acting as extras because it gets boring and they get tired. He was incredibly down-to-earth. Good to know you can still be successful in Hollywood as a nice person.
“I’m not like you people, normal. And I’m peeing that.” –Buster Martin 101
Although remember the first season of the Apprentice? Trump was in love with Kwame. I mean like seriously infatuated. Not to say he’s not using race now to his political advantage, which I guess brings it back to regular old racism.
The Butterfly net Effect
If you liked it then you should have put an onion ring on it.