She never wrote back ;(
Do it. You know you want to.
A Statement From The Leprechaun Liberation Army
It’s that time of the year again. It’s time to break out your old shamrock-shaped glasses and your great-grandpa’s shillelagh, or as you may know it, the stick he used to hit you with if you didn’t bring him his “angry juice” quick enough.
Click on pic to see pilot for Adult Swim with Bob Odenkirk.
March Madness
First, a brief disclaimer. This post isn’t about basketball.
Disappointed?
I’m willing to bet that you are not half as disappointed as I was when I found out “March Madness” didn’t refer to the perennial return of the Laughing Sickness brought about by the thawing of stagnant marsh waters in the spring.
Fatty Fat Fat Tuesday
I made the horrible mistake of combining my Presidents’ Day celebration with Mardi Gras. Taft won the wet t-shirt competition.
President's Day
Nothing beats watching Harrison Ford beat up Gary Oldman playing a fanatical Communist bent on returning to the glory days of Stalin’s Soviet Union. Nothing beats that. Unless of course, you watch the movie while wearing a dapper top hat, cummerbund and bow tie.
Signs of RAGNAROK:
The Ancient and Unspeakable Ones come for Ziggy.
Hat tipped to the great Comics Curmudgeon: http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/joshreads/~3/01oHaK9bC-A/
That is all
(Source: hodgman)
The Full Story of What Happened to Angelo Bowers and Josh Adam Meyers
I offered him a guest drop-in spot at next Tuesday’s Performance Anxiety and it was to be his last set before he left Los Angeles for a little while. A few hours later, Josh and Angelo were driving and they were struck by a drunk driver. Josh is in the hospital and Angelo is no longer with us.
(via thecomedybureau)
