This is an old commercial, but it’s new to me, which is surprising considering the amount of television I watch. But then again, I do skip the bulk of advertisements courtesy of a few select buttons on my DVR remote, so there’s that.
The moral of the story is this: If I ate seafood, the above video would make me want to Eat at Joe’s™. If only Taco Bell could push the boundaries and think outside the bun™ box, then I’d oblige.
(BONUS: To clean your palette of foul mouthery, here’s a commercial full of faces that make me smile…)
For some reason, the site Nic Cage as Everyone reminded me of this old video I never posted. But you need to know them both. Merry Christmas!Happy New Year! Yay you!
I’m running low on my Christmas spirit as I’m quickly realizing mostall of my Christmas wishes are not coming true. Smack that up against with me coming across this over-indulgent greeting card that almost two-million people have already seen (speaking of smack, that kid’s mug is begging for one):
I watched the entire extravaganza, and I guess the guy that set it up used to do special effects for Disney, but still… ick. The song is even terrible.
It kind reminds me of a light show version of this:
If Colby is everyone’s friend as that one girl tells Nick (he’s a jerk!), then why did he need to get introduced at the start?
Not only is Colby programmed all the scriptures in the Bible, he doesn’t even know what a game is?
A two-parter – how can machines be “overweight” and why is Nick such a jerk?!
What kind of talking-out-of-your-ass line is this:
I must reorganize my files… they’re completely out of phase!
Praying never fixes anyone’s computer after a surge. Changing a power supply might.
Why do all the kids talk SO LOUD?!
What the fuck are Flip and Flop, and why are the only ones that can fix Colby? Does this mean they are greater than God, since He couldn’t do it? Nope. Their just a couple of dicks disks.
More out-of-your-ass talk:
Oh, I simply must reposition these files!
Who doesn’t have a pocket bible, raise your hand!
Have you ever seen a greater parallel to proselytizing than the robot song performed against Nick? (Why would they trust a jerk alone with Colby, unless they knew Colby could indoctrinate him?) Lyrics:
Kids: We are all robots, and you must be a robot, too!
Nick: I don’t wanna be a robot!
If you want to skip to the trip, jump to the 4:18 mark.
With Halloween upon us (and the one year anniversary of this blog’s creation – woohoo!), I’ve recently made a purchase in preparation for the slew of parties coming up.
Usually, there’s not a slew (and only one that may or may not be hosted by me), and usually, I have the energy to make my own costume out of cardboard. Not so this year!
Without giving anything away, like mentioning I picked up a gorilla costume at Target, for example, I fear I might have dunked my toe into the pool of weirdness that is these folks: Humanimals.
I’ve seen a few horror films that have creeped me out, and one documentary that reduced me to a shambled mess, but this may the first documentary that gives me the heebie-jeebies (I had it once already as a kid, but I’ve heard you can catch it again, unlike chicken pox, but very much like cooties.)
I dare you to watch the entire preview. In fact, you must watch the entire preview.
You may or may not have taken the “Awareness Test” before, but I couldn’t suggest it more. It was put together by this country’s forefathers’ forefathers’ (and foremothers’) decendents, over yonder, across the pond. (I’m talkin’ ’bout the Brits, you idiot!)
Anywhosyerforedaddy, I failed the test. Terribly. See how well you fare:
By now it’s safe to say that almost everyone has heard about keyboard cat (or should it be Keyboard Cat, like a proper name). Within a few more days, it will be equally safe to assume that everyone will have heard of the above contraption called the katzenklavier, or in English, the cat piano. Okay, maybe that meme won’t hit as big, but it doesn’t make its concept any less shocking.
Basically, the way it works was this:
Cats (or picture kittens to make it more horrific) are arranged according to the tone of their meow (or in this case, whine… not to be confused with “case of wine” which of course would go well cheese, and mice like cheese… um, what was I talking about?) Then their tails are stretched out and fastened underneath each of the device’s keys, and under each key – a nail. I think you can figure the rest out.
Don’t worry. They’re barely in existence anymore. Only singers like Miley Cyrus and groups like the Jonas Brothers still make use of them.
And speaking of brothers, it’s about time to get to the Worst Song You May Ever Hear! (Not to be confused with Worst Band Ever!) Performed by the Wilburn Brothers (and oh, will they) in 1959, Knoxville Girl isn’t just bad… it’s wrong.
This poor neurotic bear cub has many issues to work out… namely, it needs to reconsider the company it associates with. For starters, the dick humans that keep throwing it in with other scary baby animals, like lions and monkeys. And heaven forbid putting it in the same enclosed space as that ever-so-frightening shadow!
In all actuality, I’m all for doing this exact same thing with humans. Fortunately for me (and perhaps for small children), I haven’t met any toddlers that were too afraid of other animals yet.
Believe that one day when I do, I’ll be sure to dangle that kid above a barking dog. Just out of reach of each other. You know… for fun to teach a lesson.
That lesson being do it on a Korean (?) television show. That way you can post it on YouTube. Trust me on this.
Or how about Turkey’s E.T. rip-off called Badi. You can tell the film’s called Badi because Badi keeps saying “Badi” just like how E.T. used to keep saying “E.T.”
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