And Poof! Just like that, a meme dies. Yes, Beautiful Agony is no longer the top post in the raincoaster blog. Let's look at the past 24 hours, shall we?
Update! Due to its posting on a British forum with which I am entirely unfamiliar, despite the pic of Viggo in the heading (I thought I knew all of them, dammit) the current most popular post on the blog is 06-06-06 Helpful Questionnaire: Is My Child The Devil’s Son? Because this is a question that has occurred to all parents at one time or another.
Donald Faison and Zach Braff approach the red carpet:
DONALD FAISON: Shit, dude.
ZACH BRAFF: Stay calm. Just. Stay. Calm.
DF: Dude! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO STAY CALM? We're at some awards show! I thought the driver was taking us to Autozone! I'm not even wearing pants!
ZB: There must have been some kind of miscommunication. Just….look like we meant to dress like this. It's MTV. We're….just….laid back! We're laid back.
DF: Have you even looked in a mirror? Do you know how you look right now? Are you and Mandy having a contest to see who can go the longest without showering, or something?
ZB: I know. I know, okay. I thought the driver was dropping us off at Easy Ed's Mini Putt and Mega-Arcade. But we're here, and we have to act like we did this all on purpose.
DF: My girlfriend is gonna kill me when she sees these pictures. I probably shouldn't even go home tonight. Or ever.
ZB: Okay, we're almost to the photographers. Just…just look fierce, Donald! Just look fierce!
Not a retrospective of the show for which they became famous, The Brady Bunch, but rather a restrospective of the show in which they pissed away the tattered, post-CousinOliver remains of their showbiz legacy, The Brady Bunch Variety Hour.
A musical tribute (edited by Cindy Brady herself, Susan Olsen) to what is often considered one of the strangest shows ever produced. Props out to Sid & Marty Krofft for the wonderful memories and vivid nightmares.
And hey, wasn't there some sort of Dead-Paul controversy over that show? Why yes, there was.
Bradynut's Fake Jan video:
Here's the Story, of a Fake Jan Brady, who became one of three very lovely girls, all of them had hair of gold, like their mother, but she was just a clone!
as the commentor said, at least Fake Jan could sing.