Just saw Jeselnik's stand up. Casey was right. This guy is trash. Not once did I smile. And all his humor is right up my alley; the dark, twisted, I'm going to hell for this kind of humor. But it just wasn't funny.
Just saw Jeselnik's stand up. Casey was right. This guy is trash. Not once did I smile. And all his humor is right up my alley; the dark, twisted, I'm going to hell for this kind of humor. But it just wasn't funny.
On the Sheen roast, me and my friend sat there in silence during his part. Not a single laugh. He was so unfunny that it was awkward to watch. Even Tyson was funnier.
Well, that format--the roasts--not my favorite. It's a flawed format for standup comedy. The jokes all have to be on the same subject. It takes away from the spontaneity, which is important. But I don't care for him either. I do follow him on Twitter though. He's hilarious on there. Best Twitter comedian though: @robdelaney -- FOLLOW HIM NOW.
On the Sheen roast, me and my friend sat there in silence during his part. Not a single laugh. He was so unfunny that it was awkward to watch. Even Tyson was funnier.
I actually liked him on the Roast. That's what gave me some hope that his standup would, at-best, be decent since I actually did laugh at his jokes. I may need to watch his part again to refresh my memory on how "funny" he really was.
That's fucked up. She had no signs of being raped and he still had to do time. Our court system sucks, everyone knows that, but sometimes I still get amazed by how fucked up it is.
Fuck that. We'd organize a rape and then a fundraiser to post bail. This happens way too often and so many guys' lives are ruined as a result. Hang this chimpette.
Oh yes? I did not know that lmao. And to think I felt sorry for her for a day. Since people are trying to get up on new lingo around here...that chick right there is the definition of a rathcet.
Baby napping. Fought me about it, actually punched me in the throat. It's cool because she's not yet two and her punches don't hurt. Now it's back to the way I've spent Saturday afternoons for twenty years: me and the Mets. Santana's pitching. Cool. Cool cool cool.