From the studio who brought you Windows ME. What more do you need to know (except that it appears to have been directed by Michael Bay)?
Clippy, we hardly knew ye.
via NagOnTheLake
From the studio who brought you Windows ME. What more do you need to know (except that it appears to have been directed by Michael Bay)?
Clippy, we hardly knew ye.
via NagOnTheLake
Don’t ask. Just go here and play the damn game.
Keep it lowbrow; Shakespeare does not work as well as the Monkees; go for Shanana, rather than Dostoyevsky. This is NOT, repeat, NOT, the raincoaster game.

Have you ever wondered (and if so, were you sober enough to remember it the next morning) what the James Bond movies would be like if they starred, instead of Connery, Brosnan, et al hunkish cohorts, someone whose appeal was not simply the way they fill out a debonair DJ? Someone more cerebral…someone whose appeal is that romantic touchstone, “He makes me laugh”?
Someone like Abbott and Costello?
No, huh? Oh, FINE, here then. Don’t say I never did nuthin’ for ya.
Yea though I walk through the valley of mashups, I shall fear no dissonance, for I have read the raincoaster blog, and I’ve seen EVERYTHING now.
Right?
Presenting, Miss Hedda Lettuce, with the greatest cover (ever so slightly adapted) of Lady Gaga’s Pokerface:
BotoxFace
via Irina Slutsky of GeekEntertainmentTV
Still not had enough? How about Kurt Cobain singing backup for…well, just watch:
via Mashable
You knew William Shatner was a living god.
Sure you did. You read my last post, didn’t you?
But did you know that William Shatner was a rapaciously raptastic rapscallion who can bring out da funk even in someone as WASPy as Conan O’Brian?
Well, now you do.