Wednesday, April 30, 2008

When Comedians Chat

Eli: the creator of LSD died today

me
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He was eaten by an alligator-headed unicorn.

Eli: his last words were "it smells like purple"
c'mon, let's keep it going
his funeral will be held at the local planetarium accompanied by a Pink Floyd laser show

me: When asked how they'd pay for his funeral, relatives said "Put it on his tab."

Eli: nice
funeral goers are advised NOT to lick the program

me: The cemetery has added security to prevent people from eating the mushrooms growing on his grave.
His last words were, "I hear a white light."

(long pause)

me:
The only ones I can think of now are really stupid, like "Zombie-fearing undertakers have locked the casket to avoid acid reflux."
More than a stretch.
I need to be a joke Mr. Fantastic to stretch enough to make that work.

Eli: yeah, another one i had was "his final words were 'i finally get 2001"
but i thought that was a stretch too

me: Well, we've scientifically proven how many jokes this news story has in it.
Six.
>hangs lab coat on hook<
Time for lunch!

Eli: oh, science. is there anything you can't prove?

Sunday, April 27, 2008

The Flop House Movie Minute #5 - Moral Lessons

A heartwarming story about spiders disintegrates into despair and recrimination. Enjoy!









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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

So THIS is What Internet Success Feels Like

A belated thanks to Gawker (and to writer Nick Douglas in particular) for the delightful surprise of their linking to our (mainly Elliott's) Flop House Ziggy movie pitch.

Speaking of Gawker, did I ever tell you that I once wrote something for Gawker? I did? Well, could you pretend to be impressed? It's only polite.

Pseudonyms I Would Go By, If I Were a Pick-Up Artist

"The Icy Burn"

"Cuddle Monster 2000"

"Last of the Mohicans"

"The Non-threatening Fallback"

"The Metal Sea Lion"

"Doctor Detroit"

"The Underoo Bandit"

"Sexy Insurance Agent" (also my Halloween costume)

"Mr. Impossifantistraviganzor"

"Baron von Creepystare"

"Lars and the Real Girl"

"The Genital-rubber"

"Rick"

"99 Luftballoons"

"Hurricane Margaret"

"Robert Downey Jr."

Sunday, April 20, 2008

The Flop House Episode Fourteen is ONLINE

We squander our newfound viral success by spending this episode talking about the movie Bratz. Meanwhile, Stuart solves an unsolvable math problem, Dan lauds the film's convention-defying use of time, and Elliott gives the youth a lesson about teetotaling.

0:00 - 0:34 - Introduction and theme.
0:35 - 2:19 - A noble attempt at professionalism crashes and burns almost immediately. Also, we explain our mission statement.
2:20 - 40:37 - We giggle like grade-school girls over the Bratz movie.
40:38 - 43:34 - Final judgements.
43:35 - 54:38 - The sad bastards recommend.
54:39 - 57:37 - Podcasty business, goodbyes, theme, and outtakes.









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Wikpedia synopsis of Bratz.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Shame on You, Cottonelle!



















I am shocked and appalled, Cottenelle. There is egregious and then there is heinious, and then, far beyond that, on the far shore of the despicible, there is you. My gag reflex is not strong enough when faced with such incredible perversity. I don't care how inescapable your advertising campaign is; this is my pledge -- I will not wipe my ass with an adorable puppy.

Yes the puppy looks tremendously plush and soft-- the sort of softness that I imagine would be soothing and restorative after a long and difficult bowel movement. And certainly the puppy looks happy and content NOW, peacefully sleeping "in ready position" next to the toilet (or so I imagine). But will it be happy when it is vigorously being rubbed in the crevasse separating my buttocks? I think not! No, then all will be squealing and squirming!

Granted, this squirming will likely have a sort of "scrubbing" quality, preventing the need for repeated cleanings, and allowing the dog, in effect, to do the work for you. Still, this does not excuse the spreading of fecal matter all over a living thing, no matter how downy and asscheek-tickling said living thing might be. Also silky.

And once you've befowelled the dog, what then, COTTONELLE? You can't simply flush the dog down the drain, like a toilet paper goldfish. It would clog your plumbing. So you set it down to figure out what to do with it, and suddently you have a furry fecal rocket scampering all over your 1500-thread-count linens! Best case scenario, you spend the next half hour washing the dog. I don't need the tsuris!

Of course, if every puppy came with some sort of individual puppy washing machine, then maybe you'd have something. Do your business, toss it in, and then go watch Monk or something. It would certainly be more environmentally friendly than paper, recycling the same soft, soft, cushiony puppy.

I suppose in that case it wouldn't be too... reprehensible to... so fluffy...

Heck, I'll try anything once. C'mere boy. C'mere! Hey boy!

>whistle<

No need to look so scared! I'm just gonna pick you up for a minute, and just let me manouver you around there and...

What?

Get your hands off me! Who are you, and how did you get into my house? I don't care what sort of ethical treatment organization you're from! Let me-- A met... a metaphor? A visual metaphor? What do you...

Oh.

It appears I misunderstood.

Uh, sorry.

God I wish I hadn't been transcribing this completely true-to-life monologue for my blog. I now realize that it doesn't cast me in the most flattering light. In fact, I come off as a bit of a puppy-wiper. Well, I should be okay, just as long as I don't hit the "post" bu...

Monday, April 14, 2008

Sunday, April 13, 2008

The Flop House Movie Minute #4 - Comic Heroes

We atone for the lack of full-length episodes, due to Dan's vacation, with this: a movie minute so long so as to render the concept useless. Enjoy!









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WE WILL BE BACK WITH FULL EPISODES NEXT WEEK!

Sunday, April 06, 2008

On Vacation

I'll be in San Francisco all week, so don't look for any updates until Sunday the 13th. In the meantime, please entertain yourself with this old photo of me being menaced by a bear.

Friday, April 04, 2008

The Flop House Movie Minute #3 is ONLINE

We devote this Flop House Movie Minute to the ultimate in nostalgia sequels.









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Tuesday, April 01, 2008

A Solemn Announcement

I have a terrible announcement. Sadly, I will not be updating this blog anymore, as I unfortunately passed away at 3:38 eastern time, today, Tuesday April 1. As many of you know, I had been struggling with lupus for many years, and the strain grew too much for me. I am tragically survived by my wife and small cat. In lieu of flowers, I request that you send checks made out directly to the Manatee Repopulation Fund. And now, a moment of silence for myself.
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APRIL FOOLS!
HA HA HA!
I GOT YOU!
FUCK YOU, MOTHERFUCKER, YOU WERE FOOLED GOOD!
I BACKED UP A BIG TRUCK OF APRIL FOOLS AND PARKED IT ON YOUR FOOL ASS!
YOU WERE PASTA FAZFOOLED!
FOOL!
YOU ARE SUCH A FOOL THAT I PITY YOU.
I PITY THE FOOL THAT IS YOU.
I BET YOU CAN SEE THE SUN GOING DOWN AND THE WORLD SPINNING ROUND, BECAUSE WHETHER OR NOT YOU ARE CURRENTLY ON A HILL, YOU ARE A BIG FOOL!
YOU KNOW WHAT'S COOL? STAYING IN SCHOOL.
YOU KNOW WHAT'S NOT COOL? YOU. FOR THE REASON THAT YOU ARE A FOOL!
STICK IT UP YOUR FOOL!
YOU ARE THE CHILD OF A DONKEY AND A HORSE, EXCEPT YOU ARE A FOOL INSTEAD OF A MULE (ALTHOUGH TO GET TECHNICAL ABOUT IT, YOU ARE A MULE)!
LOOF IS WHAT YOU WOULD READ WHEN YOU WRITE YOUR OWN NAME IF YOU WERE DYSLEXIC!
THESE FOOLISH GAMES ARE TEARING FOOL APART!
FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!

HA HA HA! THIS WAS AN EVEN GREATER PRANK THAN THAT GMAIL TIME THING!

>pant pant<
>wheeze<

God
I hate this holiday.