071 This Is Not Fake

DO NOT IGNORE THIS OR YOU WILL DIE! Continue reading, because if you don’t you will suffer the full consequences of death even if you just clicked this link hoping to see boobs. In 1973, on or about the date of May 23rd at 7pm a little girl was killed at 4:15. She was beaten to death with a broken clock. A man jumped out of the sewer and murdered the girl and killed her also. What I’m saying is she’s dead, Jackson, and her name was Eve. The man from the sewer then threw Eve into the sewer and no one knew what happened to her until a very sick boy in the hospital began asking for more soup. The nurses knew the boy must be haunted because they had tasted the soup, so they threw him in the mental ward until he was 18. On his 18th birthday, his parents died of boredom and when the staff told the boy who’s name was Rancid Pete what had happened to his parents, he said, “Eve did it.” They let him out the next day, and with his brand new birthday knife he began killing everyone who doesn’t post this link to 10 other websites in the next 20 minutes. If you share this with 10 websites in the next five minutes, a hooker will come to your door and blow you for a doughnut. If you’re a woman, she’ll give you a crumb cake and you don’t have to do anything for it unless you really, really want to, it’s up to you, no pressure. If you post this to 10 other websites in two and a half minutes, you’ll receive 2 dozen friend requests on Game Center. THIS IS NOT FAKE! DO NOT BREAK THE CHAIN! Lucy Albimowitz of Rock Creek, NM got scared and didn’t pass this on to anybody and no one’s heard of her until now! Arlen Dempsey broke the chain and wound up having to blow Rancid Pete for a doughnut AND dying! If you break the chain you will see a dead little girl in your bedroom tonight who won’t be Eve but some other kid and who do you think you are that you deserve Eve herself, huh? She’s busy. And she’d make your room smell like sewer, so count your blessings and introduce yourself to the dead kid in the next 53 minutes and she’ll either say “I love you,” or “I’m sorry,” which we’re guessing you don’t get to hear much either way due to the relationship problems you’ve been having from breaking chains like this one. But if you’re feeling lucky . . . well, go ahead Mr. Daredevil and don’t share this with anybody. You’re so smart, you don’t believe any of this, do you? Ignore it all, What Could Go Wrong? Rancid Pete didn’t believe either . . . until he did!

A boy and a girl run away from a fun fair. A boy and a girl and a bunch of other idiots. A boy and a girl in a haunted zombie time warp. A boy and a girl in a what the fuck is this crap? Shake it up, shake it up, ooh, that’s the recipe for this film. That’s the recipe for Bloody New Year (1987).

Here the owner of Lyndon’s Soda Fountain shows a couple of the candy cigarettes that brought the heat down on her. So you can’t sell such corrupting wares in St. Paul, MN. But, if you have eleven bucks for 24 packs, Amazon will send ’em right to your door, so no worries kids!

So a dentist sexually harasses an attractive employee and even sends her a lewd text message before his wife finds out. So what does he do, apologize? Nah, just fire the lady. I mean, it’s all her fault, right? That’s what the Iowa Supreme Court said: Being irresistable is a firing offense. On the upside, a number of patients are finding it easy to resist giving this prick any more business.

What did Santa bring Skullard for Christmas? Dirty books, of course! Does Skullard have the coolest wife or what?

If you could go back in time to warn your past self about something deeply important, what time of your life would you choose? What topic would you discuss? What’s that? Did you say… proper dining etiquette? That’s right! Little Chuck’s teenage self travels into the past to teach his childhood doppleganger how to make a good impression during meals. And to make things even jollier, they both wear the same stupid holiday sweater. Please learn a lot from this week’s educational short; Good Table Manners (1951)!

From Skullard’s Postcard Collection: I heard some throw-away joke back when I was a kid that went something like, “You know everybody’s getting it on on New Year’s Eve, because nine months later, it’s Labor Day.” I never forgot it because math jokes are funny 98% of the time. I’m reminded of the line when I look at these two party-goers. Just look at her, dancing with her boyfriend, having a great time. Poor kid. All you have to do is look at the lecherous expression on that boy’s face to know he intends to pluck more than just the daisies in little miss pixie-cut’s hair. But wait, there’s something off here . . . is that a ring on the girl’s finger? And on the left hand too! This skanky wench is married! I knew that lip stick was a bit too whorish. But you might be saying, “Hold on, Skullard! How do you know that Brylcreemed lothario with the goofy overbite isn’t her faithful husband?” Because they’re at a dance, and no American douche-bag husband is going to dress up and buy tickets to something where he’ll have to sway and sweat and buy drinks in the hopes of getting marital nookie when he can sit at home and scratch himself on the couch and still coerce his better half into some reluctant act of passionless groin mechanics before the ball drops. Let’s face it, this girl’s slutting it up to grab herself a bit of side-boffing while hubby’s at home drinking cheap beer and watching Spike TV. And if you think that Bobby Overbite is the kind of dude who brings protection, think again. So come September, Daisy the Wonderwhore will be pushing out Bobby’s bastard while Joseph the Couch-Stricken cries into his Schlitz. But don’t they make a lovely couple?

038 Better Than Ragu

Despite our best intentions to keep things moving along all quick and snappy like, this episode took on a life of its own and went long. So what is that makes episode 38 Special? Is it because we talk so long we end up Rocking Into The Night? Is it so long that it makes you relax your grip on your MP3 player to the point that you Hold On Loosely? Or are you so Caught Up In You that you couldn’t care less? Well, we hope you’ll give us a Second Chance and enjoy this double-sized, giggle-filled episode.

In our usual chatter about TV, we bemoan the wrapping up of The Walking Dead, breathe sweet relief over the wrapping up of The River, wake up to the new show Awake, and celebrate the fact that Grimm just keeps getting . . . broadcast. Then the news proves that Facebook is out to bite your ass, but that’s hardly news, is it? Criminals keep getting busted by status updates and friend requests. Why do we keep using it? Why don’t you go to our Twitter feed and let us know! Oh, and the best thing to do if you’re late for a court date? Hammer down! And finally, an estranged husband puts a transmitter under his wife’s bed so he can NOT hear her having sex. Makes perfect sense, right?

Orphan (2009) practically dares you to predict its twist ending, bragging, “You’ll never guess her secret.” And then it cheats you out of crucial clues that would have helped you see what’s coming. But after Luka’s Bad Movie Review, you can sit back and enjoy this movie without all that burden on the brain. We just go ahead and spoil the twistiness so you can focus on the acting from some cute, if creepy, kid performers. So, what do you do when you lose a child? You pick up another one from the orphanage, because they’re all interchagable, right? This tale of buyer’s remorse takes all the fun out of treehouses, playground structures, and trippy blacklight painting. Oh, and also the sexualization of pre-adolescents. Sorry to ruin that for ya. Still, Luka gives it a Pretty Good Unintentionally Bad rating, so it’s worth a watch. Just make sure you stay on Esther’s good side, assuming she has one.

We launch a new game in our Random Encounter segment: “That’s Not My Porn!” Find out just how well Luka knows Skullard’s perverted tastes, and perhaps pick up a few suggestions for your adult viewing library as well.

An erstwhile penguin gives the camera the bird, then takes off at “tremendous speed”. Go Pingu, go!

If this sign by the highway is anything to go by, you may be listening to the Devil’s favorite podcast!

From Skullard’s Postcard Collection: This is a German postcard that strangely has no caption or information on the back as to what’s so special about neon orange spaghetti. So, of course, I had to make something up myself.

Get up early in the morning while your still in your pajamas
Start making marinara that’s even better than your mama’s
Add oregano and garlic, let it simmer all day long
You’d think that it would save the meal, but sadly friend you’re wrong
Grate some parmasan and dump it on like it’s confetti
Nothing you can do will salvage day-glow spaghetti.

You can chow on kitty litter or chomp mushrooms from your lawn
Eat five gas station omelets until every bite is gone
You can suck a scoop of Vaseline or slugs or sumac leaves
Or any nasty substance that would give a goat the heaves
Think you’ve got an iron stomach? Are you confident you’re ready?
There’s nothing to prepare your gut for day-glow spaghetti.

I knew a kid in second grade, we all called him Freddy
He could have been a NASCAR champ like Mario Andretti
Or a fearsome big game hunter to stalk the Serengeti
Or play guitar and write more songs than someone like Tom Petty
Or cure disease or bring world peace . . . the sad fact is instead he
perished after half a plate of that day-glow spaghetti.

Hey, kids! Is school fun? Are you enjoying your friends and teachers? Well, once you get to Junior High EVERYTHING IS GOING TO CHANGE FOREVER! Please enjoy (and be traumatized by) Your Junior High Days (1963).