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I thought it was just OK. It bugged me that they had Cecily Strong play both Paula Broadwell AND Jill Kelley. She made a great Jill Kelley but why not put Kate McKinnon in a brown wig and have her play Broadwell? She’s got the big blue eyes. It was just a dissonance that bothered me more than something on SNL should have. Jeremy Renner was good. They did not give him good material but he did his best with what he had.
I could not understand a single word that dude was singing.
Sad Mouse was more sweet and touching than I’ve come to expect from SNL. Every other sketch was over-the-top mugging, men in dresses (LOL EVERY TIME), and crude sex jokes. I thought Bruno Mars did a great job. They could have given him more to do, he clearly is capable.
It almost looks like she begins choking on invisible food. Is she OK? I hope she’s OK. #QVCHostVigil2012
Is that her real singing voice? Because it really isn’t half bad. Which is a shame because everything else is a filmed definition of the German word “Fremdschämen”.
Its completely self-indulgent, sometimes downright uncomfortable to watch, and yet it is still funnier and more clever than most every other show on television these days. Sometimes I relate to a situation, sometimes I cover my eyes and feeling fremdschamen for everyone on screen. As for the Maron bit, it felt a little off to me, but knowing that he was also on the WTF podcast makes this seem like a sort of bookend – like they both needed to have an outlet for the situation from both of their perspectives. But really, you’re right, who cares? Who gives a crap if Louis CK and Marc Maron had beef and it took 10 years for them to get over it. I don’t know. Its funny and real life is hard so sometimes I enjoy staring at the lives of others.
And then the elephant head fell off the mount and engulfed Chet all the way to his waist #gothazed
It was so much more awkward when Martin Wuttke said the same thing about playing Adolf Hitler in Inglorious Basterds.
Ragu: For when teaching the lessons of life is just too hard.
“Mommy, why is grandma laying in that box?” – Marinara!
“Dad, Erica smiled at me and something happened in my pants.” – Bolognese!
“Where did mommy go?” – Mushroom and basil!
Whatever, bitches just be jealous of my Orin.
You know what the world needs? More joke raps by people like this. It helps if they bounce up and down while waving their hands gracelessly. More of this, please. Lots and lots more.
Michael Phelps. What now, Lochte?
Big fan of the Mohawk’d flight director. Ladies??
This was such a great thing to stay up and watch. I can’t think of any jokes about it because every time I do I remember that they just landed a giant SUV-sized rover on the surface of Mars using parachutes, thrust rockets, and a James Bond-style rope deploy drop that was perfected by minds much smarter than my little brain. Too awesome.
I’m waiting for the slow-mo remix set to children singing Radiohead’s “Creep”
Not to be cornfused with “PigBlower69″
You know what city folks get? That the “American Gothic” cutsie cartoon they use to portray a happily dating couple was “A farmer standing beside his spinster daughter”. Father-daughter lovin! I guess city folk DON’T get it.
The Iron Lady, a film about Madea
Oh the downvote! I meant that in reply to the original moth post not the one about Gary Busey. I always want Gary Busey.
I did not want that at all. I wanted a pony. This guy got it all wrong. Give me what I want.
That is not what I wanted at all.
Needs more Univore.