Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooaaal, Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers
It is so wet in Los Angeles, a wave washed a straight guy into a movie theater playing “Black Swan.”
It is so wet in Los Angeles, Lady Gaga wore a dress made out of salmon.
Kansas City QB, Matt Cassel led his team to a 27-13 victory over the St. Louis Rams just 11 days after having emergency appendectomy surgery. When informed Cassel had his organ taken out, Brett Favre asked; “Did he take a picture of it?”
A Toronto couple is asking their facebook friends to name their baby daughter. So congratulations to little Miss ROTFLMAO.
Plans for Prince Edwards wedding to Kate Middleton are underway; no word yet on who is going to be the cute little flower girl, but the cute little ring bearer is French President Nicolas Sarkozy.
They believe they may have found the remains of aviator Amelia Earhart. She was attempting to fly around the world when she went missing on July 2, 1937. They noticed Amelia was missing when she failed to show up for her interview with Larry King.
The Senate voted to repeal “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” Gays in the military are as happy as when they change from those frumpy so-last-never camouflage fatigues to those timeless, snappy and smart dress khakis.
In the aftermath of a New York Jets coach tripping a Miami Dolphin, the NFL has ruled each team has to have a “get back” coach. If the San Francisco 49ers were smart, they would also have a “get back to the Eighties” coach.
The Senate voted to repeal “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” Gays in the military are so happy, I mean the repeal of “Don’t ask, don’t tell” and the upcoming Prince Edward-Kate Middleton wedding? Are you kidding?
The Philadelphia Eagles scored three touchdowns in seven minutes to defeat the New York Giants 38-31with no time left. Even though behind at half by 21 points, for some reason, it upsets Michael Vick to be called an underdog.
Did you see Giants coach, Tom Coughlin, screaming at his punter, Matt Dodge, after the Eagles game-winning punt return? There hasn’t been yelling like that since a porn star tried to steal Charlie Sheen’s watch.
Something tells me, soon by the meadowlands in New Jersey, there will be a used Dodge Punter for sale.
A group of TSA workers at LAX have formed a Christmas choir; well, if they can’t buy us dinner before they fondle us, at least singing is something.
Guys, after you put your clothes on after a thorough search, they bust out with; “Don we now our gay apparel.”
Since you asked:
Maybe I’m just a cranky guy, but I think Miley Cyrus better make hay while her sun is still shining. Her increasingly stupid acts and statements – including allowing herself to be photographed sucking on a bong – and her increasingly round and moony face and her grating over-acting and aww-shucks hillbilly accent are getting older than Brett Favre’s retirements.
One thing I have learned is the harsher and angrier the comedy critic, the more a sense of humor is wanting.
People who are funny or enjoy comedy, and understand comedy, like my awesome Slats and Nuggs, know that some jokes just don’t work for them. That doesn’t mean somebody else doesn’t think its funny, it just doesn’t happen to amuse them at the time. But they don't get angry.
Take Will Ferrell. Nobody needs to tell me how funny and rich and successful Will is. For whatever reason, Will just doesn’t strike me as real funny. As a result, I am willing to acknowledge and accept this is a flaw of mine, not his. (Some of his stuff on “SNL” was genius, I just don’t laugh much at it)
Where as Vince Vaughn does the same type of smug, smart-ass frat boy character, and he kills me.
But people who have missed out on the joy and happiness that is a good sense of humor get angry about it. So when they fail to see the humor in something - and they usually don't - it hits a lifelong nerve of the cool kids laughing without them.
And they feel compelled to express that anger. One unemployed allegedly former literary editor took the time and trouble to write me a lengthy e-mail on how he was a writing expert and that I should never attempt to create comedy again. Gosh, what a nice person going to all that trouble to counsel me as I am sure he did not intend to hurt my feelings. His detailed descriptions of my lack of comedic talent and general stupidity were, I am sure, aimed at helping me.
Sarcasm aside, who gets angry at someone who is trying to make them laugh? That is one bitter and sad person. But to go the next extreme to express it in a venomous letter is particularly vindictive and small-minded.
But it still pisses me off, like it did when I got 400 hate e-mails from the French and French Canadians. (Like the one I got when I wrote the above Sarkozy joke) As I have said many times, I get that comedy is like baseball: hit .300 and you’re in the Hall.
But who boos a .300 hitter when they pop up? Well, besides Philadelphia Phillies fans.
However, nothing warms the cockles of a comedy writer’s heart than writing a joke about people being humorless and bitter than having them respond by, A, not understanding the joke and, B, being angered by it to the point they, C, write a bitter e-mail. It confirms the premise of the joke in the first place.
So keep those love letter coming, Pierre. And I will keep writing jokes about the French.
It is so wet in Los Angeles, a wave washed a straight guy into a movie theater playing “Black Swan.”
It is so wet in Los Angeles, Lady Gaga wore a dress made out of salmon.
Kansas City QB, Matt Cassel led his team to a 27-13 victory over the St. Louis Rams just 11 days after having emergency appendectomy surgery. When informed Cassel had his organ taken out, Brett Favre asked; “Did he take a picture of it?”
A Toronto couple is asking their facebook friends to name their baby daughter. So congratulations to little Miss ROTFLMAO.
Plans for Prince Edwards wedding to Kate Middleton are underway; no word yet on who is going to be the cute little flower girl, but the cute little ring bearer is French President Nicolas Sarkozy.
They believe they may have found the remains of aviator Amelia Earhart. She was attempting to fly around the world when she went missing on July 2, 1937. They noticed Amelia was missing when she failed to show up for her interview with Larry King.
The Senate voted to repeal “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” Gays in the military are as happy as when they change from those frumpy so-last-never camouflage fatigues to those timeless, snappy and smart dress khakis.
In the aftermath of a New York Jets coach tripping a Miami Dolphin, the NFL has ruled each team has to have a “get back” coach. If the San Francisco 49ers were smart, they would also have a “get back to the Eighties” coach.
The Senate voted to repeal “Don’t ask, don’t tell.” Gays in the military are so happy, I mean the repeal of “Don’t ask, don’t tell” and the upcoming Prince Edward-Kate Middleton wedding? Are you kidding?
The Philadelphia Eagles scored three touchdowns in seven minutes to defeat the New York Giants 38-31with no time left. Even though behind at half by 21 points, for some reason, it upsets Michael Vick to be called an underdog.
Did you see Giants coach, Tom Coughlin, screaming at his punter, Matt Dodge, after the Eagles game-winning punt return? There hasn’t been yelling like that since a porn star tried to steal Charlie Sheen’s watch.
Something tells me, soon by the meadowlands in New Jersey, there will be a used Dodge Punter for sale.
A group of TSA workers at LAX have formed a Christmas choir; well, if they can’t buy us dinner before they fondle us, at least singing is something.
Guys, after you put your clothes on after a thorough search, they bust out with; “Don we now our gay apparel.”
Since you asked:
Maybe I’m just a cranky guy, but I think Miley Cyrus better make hay while her sun is still shining. Her increasingly stupid acts and statements – including allowing herself to be photographed sucking on a bong – and her increasingly round and moony face and her grating over-acting and aww-shucks hillbilly accent are getting older than Brett Favre’s retirements.
One thing I have learned is the harsher and angrier the comedy critic, the more a sense of humor is wanting.
People who are funny or enjoy comedy, and understand comedy, like my awesome Slats and Nuggs, know that some jokes just don’t work for them. That doesn’t mean somebody else doesn’t think its funny, it just doesn’t happen to amuse them at the time. But they don't get angry.
Take Will Ferrell. Nobody needs to tell me how funny and rich and successful Will is. For whatever reason, Will just doesn’t strike me as real funny. As a result, I am willing to acknowledge and accept this is a flaw of mine, not his. (Some of his stuff on “SNL” was genius, I just don’t laugh much at it)
Where as Vince Vaughn does the same type of smug, smart-ass frat boy character, and he kills me.
But people who have missed out on the joy and happiness that is a good sense of humor get angry about it. So when they fail to see the humor in something - and they usually don't - it hits a lifelong nerve of the cool kids laughing without them.
And they feel compelled to express that anger. One unemployed allegedly former literary editor took the time and trouble to write me a lengthy e-mail on how he was a writing expert and that I should never attempt to create comedy again. Gosh, what a nice person going to all that trouble to counsel me as I am sure he did not intend to hurt my feelings. His detailed descriptions of my lack of comedic talent and general stupidity were, I am sure, aimed at helping me.
Sarcasm aside, who gets angry at someone who is trying to make them laugh? That is one bitter and sad person. But to go the next extreme to express it in a venomous letter is particularly vindictive and small-minded.
But it still pisses me off, like it did when I got 400 hate e-mails from the French and French Canadians. (Like the one I got when I wrote the above Sarkozy joke) As I have said many times, I get that comedy is like baseball: hit .300 and you’re in the Hall.
But who boos a .300 hitter when they pop up? Well, besides Philadelphia Phillies fans.
However, nothing warms the cockles of a comedy writer’s heart than writing a joke about people being humorless and bitter than having them respond by, A, not understanding the joke and, B, being angered by it to the point they, C, write a bitter e-mail. It confirms the premise of the joke in the first place.
So keep those love letter coming, Pierre. And I will keep writing jokes about the French.
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