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I think I would like this guy about a hundred times more if he had a big volleyball-shaped chain that said “TOM HANKS’ KID” on it in diamonds
Tyler, the Apologetic Homophobe
Louis CK’s opinion is relevant to the discussion, sure. A lot of what he said is perfectly valid, even though I disagree entirely with the whole “hyuk hyuk just comedians doin’ comedy” defense.
I just don’t care whether or not he was “offended” because the implication that the a gay person’s feelings about a gay joke should be measured against the reaction of a heterosexual is just completely ridiculous.
Okay, well, I hate to be “that guy”, but unless the lady recorded her own call into 911, this is phony as heck. You can hear the phone being dialed and ringing before anybody picks up… how exactly does that work if the recording comes from the 911 call center?
God, I hate myself so much for even pointing this out but it just nagged at me through the entire call, I felt like I was falling for a Jerky Boys reboot.
I think the gay community at large will be quite relieved to hear that these egregious remarks did not offend a white heterosexual male.
I still have photos of my friends from the early 90′s, and nobody ever looked intimidating when they were wearing five beaded chokers and a girl’s headband.
I was just mostly thinking about the fact that only like one of these guys could possibly be wearing underwear and it grossed me out so much that I had to write a poem.
i designed my skyline that afternoon –
a broad stroke of blue through the green thatches of the forest’s canopy,
an unclothed groin beneath a pair of denim leggings,
two unwashed feet nestled inside of TOMS.
today we stand in the ohlone national park, the air
ripe with the sounds of synthesizers
and the intoxicating smell of
guys that smell like wet poodles and bologna.
Gay / Lesbian / Bi / TRON
Look at these YouTube cats still sayin’ “haters” and shit when errbody knows it’s all about swagger-blockin’ now.
Godammit, he’s wearing the shorts AGAIN!
The deaf can’t sing in key… his pitch wavers pretty dramatically but he can definitely hear the music enough to establish a melody and sing in key. I don’t think that’s even possible if you have no hearing.
The Twins will not, in fact, return for Transformer 3, but in the spirit of diversity, Bey and his crack team of writers have replaced them with several new ‘ethnically-oriented’ robots. Brace yourself for the dramatic introduction of the super-genius robot Brains, a buck-toothed force for good, who confounds enemies with his thick accent before blinding them with his bottle-top spectacles. Children of all ages will thrill to the exploits of Hymie and Schnozz, the Autobot accountants, who manage the team’s finances, shirk physical confrontation, and suffer from hilarious post-nasal drip! Also new to the series is Landscape, a Decepticon with a thick Mexican accent whose special powers include a special attack known as “The Border Jump” and, of course, “kidnapping”.
Jesus christ, kid, EVERYBODY knows that you never perform in shorts.
I have this really good friend, we’ve been buddies since college, and my fiancee and I invite him over to watch Lost with us. I am glad that this is about to end. While generally a mellow and easy-to-get-along-with guy, as soon as Lost begins, he immediately turns into Horatio Caine.
Last night, every time a previous episode was alluded to, he would swivel rapidly on the couch, point at me, snap his fingers and dramatically raise his eyebrows. At several points during last night’s episode, he decided to illustrate his deep intellectual connection with the show’s writers by pointing at the screen for the thirty seconds prior to a revelation and then immediately pump his fist and go “told ya” or “SEE?”. At every commercial break, he’d spend a few minutes detailing ‘what was going to happen next’ and then would punch me in the arm or mutter to himself when his predictions came true.
After the episode was over, my fiancee and I were discussing the plot and he immediately jumped in to blurt “IT’S LIKE THE DREAD PIRATE ROBERTS AND HE HAS TO WATCH THEM ALL DIE ONE BY ONE”. I still don’t honestly know what that means but I didn’t want to encourage him and prompt any more extended Infowars-caliber Lost rants.
I love this show but I wish it didn’t make people so difficult to watch television with.
i bet this sword could slice through like sixteen anime wall scrolls at once, absolutely no problem.
This is all gonna turn out to be viral marketing for the Double Down
A friend of mine who lives in SoCal is eerily obsessed with this guy and his videos. Evidently, when he takes calls, the vast majority of the people who call in are L.A. gang members talking shit about other gangs. Awesome stuff!
ps this facebook connect thing is dumb as heck cuz i definitely didn’t wanna leave a long in-depth comment about porno marketing under my GOVERNMENT NAME dammit
Your husband is playing video games on a Tuesday morning — yeah, your life is pretty awesome. His sounds pretty rad, at least.
Every time I see things like this, I think of the ‘Tea Party Rappers’ like Polatik and Hi-Caliber, or that guy who sings gospel at their events and then tries to sell CD’s. It occurs to me that those guys must watch videos like this too, and think “Yep, there’s my target audience. For my raps. This crazy screaming guy is who i make music for. He makes it all worthwhile.”
That creeps me out a lot.
I can’t be the only one who thinks this entire movie sounds like a “hipped up” version of that 90210 episode where Brandon and Dylan ended up buying a single egg at the 7-11 in order to discover the location of a SECRET RAVE.
Or I could be.
All of this Insane Clown ret-con is fine and dandy, but it bears mentioning that these guys, who have always included “one or two deep, meaningful songs” on their albums, routinely did so between tracks entitled “I Stuck Her With My Wang” and “Beverly Kills 90210″.
I love South Park because I am sixteen years old and have recently experienced a “political awakening”.

























Quit hatin’, I’m reloadin’