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I'm waiting for those totally cool, mentally healthy and well-adjusted Atlanta Twins to weigh in on the issue. Until then, I'm undecided.
That looks like a way better party!
Is it wrong that I was sort of hoping at least one of those assholes would be eaten or, at the very least, mauled pretty badly?
Totally agree. And, dare I say, that mantis was quite pretty? Nice eyes! (Shame about the fly breath, though.)
I got so scared, I replied to the wrong comment!
I know that you aren't exaggerating. After seeing Gasland (and then reading up on it), the natural gas business now scares me way more than any other environmental nightmare going on in the world at the moment. Of course, fracking won't be regulated anytime soon because jobs and freedom. (Only a communist fascist would try to regulate something so wonderful, right?) It's going to get really bad.
I had no idea the baby bat drinking and hiccuping was going to be so goddamned adorable! Holy cats, that was a cute video! (Baby bat got robbed.) Also, shout outs and big ups to the burping seal and both stars of the dog and penguin video.
"Yeah, I'll have one of those."
I bought, with my own real money, a similarly nerdy sheet of stamps--Ray and Charles Eames. I planned on putting it in a frame but, 4 years later, it's still sitting in a drawer. See you next move, Ray and Charles Eames stamps!
I guess it was fairly placed at the end of the list, but I really liked Tomato Cat. I just think it's super funny when animals like something strange (for them). The best was Bear, my totally awesome dog that I had while I was growing up. (RIP Bear, you were the best dog ever!) He loved apple cores. Seriously. He didn't really care for whole apples, but if you were eating one he'd go fucking nuts--to the point where he'd just start drooling all over the place. I'm sure that if we had set up a plate with a 46 oz raw steak on it next to a pile of shitty apple cores, Bear would've attacked the cores first. Also, I knew a cat that was super into ketchup. If you weren't looking, she'd take a paw and gingerly touch the ketchup on you're plate and lick it off. Repeat until noticed. So, yeah, Tomato Cat. Good cat. Good video. Also, Face Penguin got robbed.
Hey Man, Is that Freedom Rock? -Yeah. WELL TURN IT UP!!!!! (Yes, I remember this infomercial very well.)
I had the mini box set, too. It was great! I loved it so much. I also had the accompanying Carole King album that I loved, as well. I took the whole thing to "show & tell" in kindergarten. I got made fun of because mr. cool guy told me (and everyone else in class) that Carole King sucked. So, show & tell was not a success that month, but it did not change my opinion of Carole King.
So this is what it must be like for other cultures to see bits from Tim & Eric's Awesome Show taken out of context. (Actually, maybe it's exactly the same.)
It was pretty gross, and definitely harrowing. Since then, I've lived in several apartments in Chicago, all non-infested. It really does get better, everyone!
Did anyone else read every comment on this thread out loud, to themselves, in a terrible Arnold Schwarzenegger accent? No? Nobody? Just me? That's cool, I guess.
These are all so much better than cockroach videos.
Back in those heady late 90s, the company I worked for sent me out to Los Angeles to help open a new office. I was put up in an awesome corporate apartment complex (not to my taste, but still awesome--swimming pool, tennis, by the beach, maid service, etc) for my first month with the condition that I needed to find a place by the time the month was up. It was harder than I thought! Though it sounds glamorous (and that corporate apt certainly WAS glamorous) my job (in book publishing) didn't (still doesn't) pay much. I did not know anything about Los Angeles neighborhoods so wanted to be somewhere that seemed "cool" and "safe". For whatever reason, I decided that I wanted to be around Fairfax and Melrose? (Cool choice, Admill!) Anyway, I couldn't afford much! And the places I could afford would be taken minutes after the open house began. With the clock ticking toward homelessness, I finally found a place that seemed ok. It had gross carpet, but whatever. It was fine. And it appeared to be clean. A week later, I left my awesome corporate apartment and moved to my cool new neighborhood. As I'm unpacking boxes, I open a closet and see something scurry. Ok, so maybe it wasn't a roach. A few minutes later, another. Roach confirmed. I kept seeing more and more. I went into the kitchen and opened the drawers that my silverware would go into--roaches. Bathroom cabinet? Roaches. Total infestation. I stopped unpacking, actually put anything I had unpacked back into boxes and suitcases. Called the landlord who basically just said I signed the lease and I'll be penalized if I break it. (i had no savings, so was kind of stuck.) This became the darkest period of my life. Every night after work, I'd park my car at the apartment and would wander to a) get something to eat because I refused to keep or consume anything in my roachhole of an apartment and then, b) to find a bar and drink just enough so that I was about to pass out but could still manage to stagger home, turn on all of the lights to keep THEM at bay, and then pass out on the couch. (Funny anecdote: The only time I've ever seriously considered killing myself was one morning when I was doing what we all occasionally need to do on the toilet, a roach crawled up from under the toiletseat, so it was now on top of the toilet seat where I was sitting. Oh my god. Please just let an anvil fall out of the sky and smash both me and this fucking roach!) So that's how I lived--a wretched drunken, degenerate existence for the next 3 weeks or so. Finally, I came home from work one day and noticed an odd smell. As I got close to the bedroom, I found it curious that the carpet was soaking wet. I opened the door and, lo and behold! the ceiling had caved in, water and debris everywhere. Weird Russian dude upstairs overflowed his toilet. Disgusting? Of course! But I couldn't have been happier! Took loads of pictures, developed them (late 90s, remember), and then talked to the landlord. He had everything professionally cleaned, gave me money for a new mattress, and set me up in a VERY NICE apartment that should have been $200 more than what I was paying. (This one was in Hollywood, just under Runyon Canyon. Much better neighborhood.) I was much happier in my new apartment, but Los Angeles had now lost it's luster for me. I spent the rest of the year trying to shake my now worrisome appetite for drinking and also to convince my boss to move me back. I left 11 months after arriving. So that's my story. Sorry it's long, but it needed to be told. #noroachmo
Exactly. Sorry for donna darkoing you!
I get what you're saying and, in theory, I agree. But I don't know if it's fair to vilify Elaine McClain (Great name). She just wants her own family's twitter-nightmare to be over with. And, dare I say, the family deserves some money for what they absolutely did not ask to go through? I'm guessing she didn't spend a good deal of time trying to prepare the perfect statement that sums up every hideous angle of the Trayvon Martin tragedy. Someone from a news outlet asked her about the Spike Lee settlement, and she just answered honestly. She probably should have turned down the interview, but I don't think she necessarily deserves to be tagged an "asshole."
semi-serious question: When will I be able to buy one of these things? It looks like so much FUN! (As long as I can give it a robotomy so that there is no chance of it murdering anyone.)
...if that is your real name.
That's awesome! I guess the only dirt that can be dug up on him is that he shot Ryan Gosling in the crotch with a squirt gun. Annoying, but hardly mean spirited. I think videogum should give Mr. Clooney a lifelong Prankosaurus Pranking Pass. But pranks kind of are the worst, so it's important that we still know about these things. Carry on!
I like Clooney, too. And the quote is undeniably great. But I'm confused because, for all of these years (2011, maybe some of 2010), I thought being a prankosaurus was a bad thing. Or is it ok for him, since he is the O.G. Prankosaurus Rex?
I'm really impressed that the designer/engineer was able to make this banana machine run so quietly.
And extra points to the GREAT racing kitten video for it's running time. Just enough to be adorable and funny without ever being boring. Aspiring animal videomakers and stars, take note!
Baguette dog is great but, my gosh, that apartment is disgusting! Don't leave you're $200 Le Creuset pot on your gross kitchen floor, people. You cook in that thing? Blech. Clean your floor first. THEN you can place your fancy kitchenware on it!
This .gif was the best thing that happened to me all week. All the upvotes to you and whoever made this .gif (Sorry whoever made it! I can't remember all two days ago.)
This is great, because I've been looking for a good .gif-review site. I'm a busy man and can't watch all of the .gifs. I need reliable .gif critic to sort out the garbage .gifs and provide thoughtful commentary on the .gifs worth my time! Thank you! (Seriously, nice work. I love the idea and execution. Could use more cats, though.)
What a Wonderful(ly Horrifying) World
Eess naht frozen enough, innit?
Shortly after settling into this new reality, House finds an astonishing, yet confusing, pair of trousers. He spends the better part of an episode tying to get them on.
This reminds me: How's Randy Quaid doing?
Cool Cat may not have had the best video, but he definitely knows the best way to take off sunglasses.
Glad to see Mario Batali enjoying a much-needed day off.
What really makes this gif special is the satisfied smile and gentle chest thump.