From BoingBoing. As a YouTuber noted, it’s great to see somebody having that much fun doing his job. Chico is everyone’s second favorite Marx Brother, but when it comes to the piano, there is just no contest.
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Chad Vader: day shift manager
Part Two is here.
Save the Macy!
The Fuggers have done it again, documenting the cruel plight of my favorite scruffy-preppy actor next to Sam Waterston.
Poor William H Macy. Can’t you just read his mind?
WILLIAM H MACY: Save me. Someone save me.
BAI LING: I am soooooo comfortable here with William H Macy. I feel so safe. I feel so in love. I feel like I am wrapped in a giant ball of safe love. Love safe. Sove! Lafe!
WILLIAM H MACY: I fear I am about to start laughing inappropriately. The way you do at a funeral. Who wears a bikini top with a matching skirt, anyway? Although this isn’t bikini material. I don’t think. I don’t know. Felicity always wears a sensible one-piece…dress or swim suit, come to think of it. Oh my god, is she touching my butt?
BAI LING: Bai Ling Macy. Mr and Mrs William H Ling-Macy. Bai and Bill Macy-Ling. Ooh! Ooh! Personality Number Nine will LOVE being Bai Macy-Ling. That sounds like a new cut of panties!
WILLIAM H MACY: Felicity. I am so sorry. This means nothing. This crazy woman just attacked me. What was I supposed to do? I’m scared of her. She’s preternaturally strong.
BAI LING: I am so glad I decided to take this totally adorable polka dotty dress and make it into something that shows my middle section part! Look at Billiam H. Ling Macy-Ling rubbing my tummy!
WILLIAM H MACY: I am trying really hard not to touch any exposed skin.
BAI LING: I can’t wait until he leaves that lady who was the man-lady in that movie thing.
WILLIAM H MACY: How long am I supposed to stand here?
look who’s blogging
Godzilla! And on McSweeney’s, no less.
He must have a much better agent than I do, the bastidge! Even though I am consumed with jealousy, I shall graciously extend the Squid tag to Godzilla, as he is just so frickin’ cool. His Lizardness is Honorary Calamari Grande.
June 8—Confused today about my place in this world. Am I the protector of Tokyo or the destroyer? Sometimes I just don’t know. I’ve smashed more than my share of buildings, but I’ve also vanquished a ton of other monsters. Therapist suggests these vanquishings have more to do with me staking my claim to my territory and with feelings of vulnerability when challenged than with playing the hero role. Must remember to stop putting off smashing of therapist’s office building. Also, mixed reactions of Japanese add to confusion. Which is it—”Oh, no! Godzilla! Run!” or “Thank goodness, Godzilla will save us from Rodan”?
June 9—It’s my weekend to have Minilla. The divorce still hits me pretty hard, but these weekend visitations are always uplifting. Of course, I always get some crap from Helen on Mondays about my parenting methods. “I don’t approve of you teaching him the fire-breath attack at such a young age, and I definitely don’t approve of you stomping on his tail when he couldn’t do it right away.” Will she ever understand that Mothra isn’t going to wait until a certain age to attack? That kid needs to be ready now.
Darth Vader’s midlife crisis…the video
Torn by good & evil and an incestuous love affair, a lonely and depraved Darth Vader has a nervous breakdown.
Oh, and have you seen his blog?
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