Thursday, October 28, 2010

8 Reasons Why Homeless (or Aspiring Homeless) Folks Need Gym Memberships

So, the other day after I got fired from a job that I was told I was never really hired for, I was walking to the gym. I started thinking about how silly it was, having a gym membership and all when I could barely even pay my bills. But then, I started giving it some thought: despite its seeming frivolity, the gym actually provides a lot in the way of amenities and entertainment--aside from the obvious benefit of exercise. It kind of dawned on me, after a few minutes of deep pondering, that perhaps the gym is really the most valuable membership that a person could have. I would go so far even as to venture that all homeless people should gather enough cans per month to pay the $10 Planet Fitness membership fee. The following are 8 reasons why you honestly need the gym, even when you are basically living off cat food and sleeping in a cardboard box:

1) Unlimited TV watching. Yep, the gym has cable. Maybe not HBO and the good movie channels (at least mine doesn't have these) but hey--many places will even allow you to change the channel! You say your favorite show is on Tuesdays at 9? No problem! Just pencil yourself in for some stationary bike ride-age each week at that time. While you're at it, you can even be sure to catch Family Guy, Jersey Shore, or whatever other show floats your boat. Exercise at the same time? Score!

2)Free showers. Well, this takes care of a huge obstacle--cleanliness. You can wash up every single time you go to the gym, and if you use the back door, you could probably just shower and leave if you aren't in the mood to pump iron. Did I mention there are hairdryers in the locker rooms?!

3)Unlimited candy. Our gym has two food groups covered for you, if cat food gets old or you run out. Who wants TOOTSIE ROLLS and M&Ms?! The tootsies are free, while you need a mere 25 cents for a handful of delicious chocolate-covered peanut morsels. Not only that, but two days per month there are free meals, in the form of a bagel breakfast and pizza dinner! Seriously, what more could you need?

4) Unlimited drinking water. Delicious, rich suburban water fountain with ice cold H2O? Yes, please!

5) Socializing. There are lots of people of all ages to choose from, and they're basically a captive audience. Heck, an old foreign man may even offer to let you towel off his hairy back...BONUS!

6) Music--it's not always choice, but there's often something motivational playing over the loudspeaker. If you stay long enough, you may even be lucky enough to hear the off-hand oldies tune.

7) Free bottles/cans--so many people sweating, drinking shit tons of water and sports beverages. And, did you hear about the new NYS law that makes water bottles eligible for a monetary refund? OH yeah!

8) The lost and found box. How much better does life get? Are you feeling chilly? Simply reach into the lost and found box to "claim" yourself two mismatched mittens. Need to hawk something at the pawn shop for a little spending (read: crack) cash? That "#1 Mom" heart necklace done in 18K gold with diamond chips for each child would probably fetch at least $50 down the street.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Video Evidence of Parental Embarrassment

Parents have always been embarrassing.

Since the beginning of time, from The Charleston to The Macarena, our parents have been dancing ridiculously and making us want to disown them. Heck, my sister claims that our own mother once attempted to give her an inebriated lap dance, but that's neither here nor there...

The really shitty thing about these magical Modern Times is that when our parents try to be cutting edge (while cutting a rug) there will be YouTube evidence and viral videos rampant as never-ending proof of the unfortunate events.

In every single other way, I believe that kids these days are mushy turds who would crumble under the weight of a devastatingly crushing two minutes unattached to a mobile cellular device or Wii.

However, I have just a smidgen of sympathy for these two girls, due to the fact that their father will live in infamy on the Internet as the RoboFag that made Ru Paul look like John Wayne in the heterosexuality department.



                                                                                           
Something tells me one of these kids is going to get dragged out of a strip club by her clear stilettos in a few years...

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Poopy Tassel

If preppy pet sweaters and retarded bandannas weren't embarrassing enough, 




(This blog has basically been writing itself lately, with all of the good material out there!)


*Thanks to Amanda G. for inspiring this post. :o)

Monday, September 13, 2010

Poultry Panic

Vocal, disappointed (and hilarious) customers of a Popeye's Chicken outrage:

Dirty Souf Leprechan

I posted this on Facebook, but you know what? I wasn't fucking satisfied with the feedback provided. A few wonderful people commented on the goodness of this video, but not nearly enough--Considering how ridiculously GREAT it is!



I think I need to move to Mobile, Alabama....

Thursday, September 2, 2010

WOW, guys.

I'm so freakin' sorry I haven't been on here since...JUNE 18?! What the hell is wrong with me? Anyway, rather than grovel at your feet, beg for your forgiveness and start gagging down everyone's sock-eyed salmons, I think I'll just try and redeem myself with an amazing clip from Hot Tub Time Machine.
 I know, I know, I had my doubts about this movie at first, too. It looked like it could be another one of those shitty "bro ha has": a mega-gay opus to Dude Love, thinly masked as a humorous romp through those glory days of yore (that anyone over age 21 seems to mourn).
Well, it's way fucking more than that--it's seriously hilarious, and Rob Corddry reminded me of my ardent love for bald guys, especially of the comic variety. (Seriously: David Cross, Jim Gaffigan, Dave Chapelle, like 20 others...A-freakin-mazing!)

Anyway, sorry about that nasty little hiatus, and please enjoy:


Friday, June 18, 2010

I Can't Stand It.

So good it makes me want to die.