In the immortal words of Erin Meegan- Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!
Long time reader (as of tonight), first time poster. I'm glad to finally be a part of this crazy mess. I'm trying to read through everything I missed and I'll prolly finish tonight, but I wanted to write down some observations b4 I do.
1. Hot damn Ricky...it looks like you look at goofy shit on the web almost as much as I do.
2. I think I finally understand why racism is so funny. Racism is still hilarious, but only in the way that other horrible things are funny...like train wrecks, mass graves, genital mutilation, cancer, aids, and the Jew. It's forbidden fruit that is more funny bc ppl actually think it’s funny; as a "wow- it's funny bc somewhere ppl actually really laugh at this." Am I wrong? Prolly.
3. On a similar note, ethnic mismatch humor is the highest form of comedy. It has been underrepresented here. That is the only reason I hang out with Ank, Dawn, Reid, Pete, Prateek, Oulee, and my crazy Asian/Italian/Greek salsa friends. Seriously? Listening to ppl of inferior cultures correct other ppl's pronunciation when clearly the Buffalonian accent is the one true one is so hilarious it could make Janet Reno open up a paint can with her ding-dong. (Since I don't speak simpleton-- let me be clear that this is a joke.)
I'm not sure if everyone here knows me, or how well here ppl know me, but wtf...yea I am ethnically Jewish? if that's a good way to put it, but I am half Jew (the bad part of me that breaks hearts and makes $$-- my Wang)/half catholic (the good part of me that died when I was young.)
For those of you who want to know what else-- what has crazy Josh Sanders been up to besides his Thesis(-not) or slowly transitioning from the life of a professional Youtuber/fish tank guy/creep to employment?
Well...so I did go to Sunday Mass. Now, before you read this next part and think I was always this bad-- I did go to church every week for about a yr while I studied abroad (even if 50% of the time it was to meet hot chicks and listen to the music-- there was a hot chick named Hedwig there (seriously.)) Anyway, we go to mass and (*this may sound Dane Cook-esque*), but of course we're doing the whole Roman/Polish Catholic thing with all the gang signs and whatnot-- Pete what's that thing called when they say "...the word of the lord" and you're supposed to like draw a cross on your face? My brother looked like he was having an epileptic seizure trying to figure it out. He also had a crazy smile on his face bc the whole time he was thinking of names of religiously themed pornos-- The Ress-Erection of Christ, etc. Meanwhile, I was thinking some of this church music would be hilarious accompaniment to the variety of shock sites out there (I don't need to name them but clearly 2 girls 1 cup, etc. would not be nearly as funny if the music wasn't so cheesy.) Also some of the statues of Jesus at Church of the Assumption look REALLY homoerotic...or maybe it was just me. (Sorry I sent this to you already Ricky...but I SWEAR one statue looks just like naked T. HEYDUCK from high school)
--yes I spelled it wrong purposely-- wouldn't it be weird to do a self-google and then see that?
Afterwards, I went to Easter Sunday at my grandma's nursing home where we ate in the nurses’ cafeteria where one of them was sleeping for like an hour. It was weird. My grandma kept calling me her boyfriend (when we are totally NOT official yet!!) My dad glared silently out the window (which seemed kinda metaphorical as it was the Weinberg (*JEW*) Campus and we were eating a commonly dysfunctional Easter Sunday meal) and my mom was getting antsy in the pantsy while pouring *SCALDING* hot coffee down my granny's throat-- which I guess she's used to by now (she didn't even flinch!!) Now this is one of the better nursing homes around (with a kickass aquarium), but it smelled as always like straight up piss and shit. Sam (my little, now bigger brother) lucked out bc he got to work at his classy restaurant and drink leftover mimosas.
To top the night off, I danced swing, salsa, cha-cha, bachata, hustle, and balboa for about 5 hours, met this weird girl that was apparently one of my World Civ students that asked me if I was gay at Level, and went home to watch Sam play his awesome Diablo II mod.
Today I went to Dyngus Day at the Grand Central Terminal with my bro and Reid Bancroft. That was funny-- I got hit by pussywillows and my bro got free vodka. Brian Kavanaugh and Casey Nowak were there but they didn't say hi and we didn't say hi in that awkward not-saying-hi thing that ppl do sometimes. Here’s some stuff that might make some ppl smile.
For those of you that have already seen them- look again. My web picks of the week (don't worry Pete I will not put salsa snack on here --btw I'm sorry colleen...):
Secret- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VIAbxI3r0rU
Planet Unicorn- (a must see) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EQJD1ura7G4
Peter Kedron- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VugnkDGwUAc&feature=related
Also- Jacob quit fingering your pussy and post those maxi pads pix. I'll post Sam's 'Handgina' scar if you post those...
Monday, March 24, 2008
Yes I am jewish and other things...
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3 comments:
those muscle girls definitely look like pete...
oh, and cat threw out my maxi pads b4 i took pics... i did ruin 6 pairs of underwear this weekend though (and 2 sets of sheet, one of which was at a hotel).
pete was wondering what rm./hotel-- he's weird like that...
Jake, you should try Cherokee Hair Tampons.
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