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Well, Ladies? Paul Rudd Or Owen Wilson? FUCKING CHOOSE!

Gabe Delahaye | August 13, 2010 - 11:45 am

How Do You Know trailer, you guys:

It’s kind of a worn out comedic trope to refer to something as the “Sophie’s Choice” of whatever, but I’m pretty sure this is the “Sophie’s Choice” of make-believe celebrity boyfriends, right ladies? LITERALLY. I guess if it was Paul Rudd and James Franco it would be even harder, because who can think when smoke is pouring out of their vagina? Anyway: to help you decide, picture it this way: you and Owen Wilson and Paul Rudd have all just been hustled at gunpoint off the train at Dachau, and a guard says that you can only bring one of them inside the concentration camp with you, and the other one will be taken away into a separate line for immediate execution. Who do you choose? (Sophie’s Choice jokes, you guys. Literally the funniest jokes. Isn’t that right, my ancestors?) Quick! Choose now! The guard is tapping his boot!