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Bruce Willis: “I still look better than Jeremy Piven.”
I literally did not expect this. Thank you, Monsters.
“Luke, I am literally your father.”
You mean Gabe, right?
Well, I made it 39 seconds.
Also, I’d like to know: what came first, the shitty idea for the video, or the shitty song? Or was it some serendipitous collision of the two?
He hits the bad guy with frying pans!
I want to make her sadness go away.
Upvoting the normal, insightful Videogum commenters and downvoting the Dunham-loving trolls — what a way to unwind after work!
I hope Matt Groening chokes on his lobster-stuffed-with-tacos tonight.
I just want to know if Gabe watched and/or is going to comment on the fact that the awful worlds of Jeff Dunham and Jay Leno collided last night. I did not watch; I’d like to keep my eyes and ears, thank you.
Also, “I like you, Rolly. Can I feel the rough skin on your hands?”
You can’t handle the WOOF.
That was exactly how Fear was known around these parts, too. Except, yeah, finger-banged rather than cherry-popped.
I spent the last couple minutes debating with myself whether or not I should make a joke about having forgotten about this movie and its awfulness until now. Shame on me.
Thank you, Gabe.
George Takei was almost worth having to watch that.
I’m probably much more impressed by this than I should be. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
I would like to take this comment to the Monster’s Ball.
Burns: Get me Steven Spielberg!
Smithers: He’s unavailable.
Burns: Then get me his non-union Mexican equivalent!
“I’ve been blessed with wonderful family, friends, and fans…and a fucking mean left hook.”
The first video stopped to buffer after “This is Andy Cohen in the Bravo clubhouse with Real Housewives star–” The video was right.
Gabe, you’d better be watching I’m Alan Partridge as part of your Coogan lineup.
Coincidentally, I just started going through Arrested Development again. It just keeps getting better. I think I might try Mad Men if I can.
Yes, the 2010 Nissan Deathgrinder has its anthem!
[singing] Baby on board…something, something…Burt Ward!
This song practically writes itself.