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I wish I could up vote you twice, once because your screen name is hilarious in a way I can’t explain to myself, way out of proportion to its actual funniness, and then once because Wallace Shawn!!!
Really, no one has done Petty Woman already?
She’s Shaving A Baby.
Oh my God, I haven’t watched this episode yet, and now I’m not sure I want to. Why do I put myself through this show?
We live in a busy world, so I appreciate the decision to be so straightforward with this headline. I don’t have to waste my time going, I wonder what I’m going to see when I click on this thing?
By the way, Slow Motion Goofball Jogging Japanese Hip Hop Video (SMGJJHHV) is the name of my new album.
Does he live underwater?
I Am Rubber, You Are Glue. This fall, a couple of feuding brothers are about to find themselves in some very STICKY situations! From the comedy team who brought you I Know You Are But What Am I.
Bracing for downvotes… but glad I’m not the only one that didn’t love this. I’m sad to be the mean angry grandma that doesn’t go to the wedding (she did end up going right?) but the dancing thing was not charming to me. Maybe I was just in the mood, or maybe I’m just not that into The Office anymore.
But you know what did make me cry tears of joy? Duke Silver. (Also tears of hilarious laughter, but mostly joy.)
Uh that was in response in response to Ward Stradlater up there… dammit. Great, I just accidentally posted a comment agreeing with myself, and here on my to do list for the week it says “avoid getting down voted on videogum.”
Aww the hell with it, I don’t sign contracts.
I agree with you. Makes the show kind of hard to take, especially in the face of things like last night’s horror show (DUCK!?!?! EWWWWW!!!) It’s sad when I find it adorable that Pete caught Peggy when she fainted, that’s like the nicest anyone has ever really been to her.
Can we talk about how Betty put her fainting couch in front of the hearth, which, as the mean interior design lady says, is the heart and soul of the family, where everyone gathers? Because Betty knows that what her family really needs is to focus on her disgusting, pathetic Bryn Mawr-educated, thwarted-anthropology-major, self-pitying, self-obsessed Scarlett O’Hara routine.
I don’t like Betty that much.
But it delights me that the old pitcher from Major League who puts snot on the ball is now Connie Hilton. Who’s got the good rum now, Jobu! Whee.
I saw this movie when I was pregnant, and the aggressive camera work (look! how INDIE!) made me leave for fear of illness during the wedding scene. This was during the third or fourth “look at all our friends, with their different races and socio-economic backgrounds and hygiene standards, all dancing together!” musical montage, but they were still outside, before the Vegas showgirls tent. For the longest time I thought, well I must have seen practically all of it, I mean by the time I left, Rachel HAD GOTTEN MARRIED. But no. There was apparently quite a bit more.
I’m only just now starting to appreciate the subtle brilliance in your use of capitals. It was the ME TO AND I that switched on the light bulb for me. Well done, Patriot.
Well part of it might be her statement that Knocked Up was sexist, and then her insistence on executive producing movies like The Ugly Truth, whose basic summary seems to be “get it, girls TOTALLY LOVE assholes, tee hee!” That might fuel part of the hate.
Has the gentleman who plays Vampire Bill done something to anger the hair and makeup people?
Thank you! I had to explain that to my husband last night, and for a second it crossed my mind that 30 Rock had been cancelled and this was the last every episode, Scary.
I really wish I had come up with Muscle Tribe of Excellence and Danger.
May I also suggest this one? I don’t know how to do computer magic so I’m just going to post the link.
Also, today is my birthday, and yet I have never had green beer. And I’m thirty-four. You know what, actually, fuck this day.
Jesus yeah. Remember the 2006 all star game, where they were doing this really touching tribute to Roberto Clemente and all of a sudden Joe Buck takes the mike and basically goes, “helloooooo Cleveland!!!” So many levels of no.
But if Paul Rudd had done that, he’d have pulled it off, is all I’m saying.
Last night I kept trying to read what Tracy was saying… I think assfucker was in there? But I was ultimately unsuccessful.
However, I DID say to my husband, “fifty bucks says somebody on Videogum has this figured out by tomorrow.” Somebody save me fifty bucks, come ON.
God, I’m sick of No Fake Cuba Gooding Jr. Costumes used as a plot device. It’s getting so tiresome.
I can surely see why you would think that, but this kid is really frighteningly similar to my own 4 year old son, who is completely normal and articulate and it sounds like I’m protesting too much, but I promise you, not disabled in any way. However, he is ridiculously excited by “performing”, to the point that he pretty much acts that way. He cannot sing the ABC’s without some rock and roll-style punching and stomping even in front of me. He would so spazz like that in front of an audience.
Awesome, I was afraid I was the only one who immediately thought, please bring us Brian Fellowes, Safari Planet!!! Now tell me I’m not alone on praying for some Astronaut Jones. I might be busy giving birth that day, but this is one SNL I am hope to actually watch (as opposed to waiting for the JTFP recap).