Sadly, the truth is, none of them look like Johnny Depp; they actually look exactly like that guy that asked you for change the other day.
Oh, and it gets worse:
Total Eclipse of the Original
I don’t know what it is about this song, but it seems to inspire the greatest living sardonicists to greater achievements in sheer over-the-topitude than have ever been seen this side of Kadath Through The Looking-Glass.
First there was Kiki and Herb‘s heartrending story of transgendered love gone awry and tragic loss.
Now, there is dascottjr‘s Literal Version. Post-Post-Postmodern and deeply Eighties, it takes you behind the scenes, behind the hair gel and makeup, behind the blank expressions of the born-to-sing-not-act star and shows you the true meaning of this, perhaps the most iconic of all music videos.
Dancing Fonzie zombies FTW!
via azahar
Oh yes, there’s a Facebook page, of course.
Creativity is hard
and, as we’ve mentioned before, underappreciated. Feel his pain: feel the unassuageable pain of the mighty T Rex:
Bear Attack Defense Strategy #1
The Booty Call of Cthulhu
Carrying on from our infamous Cthulhu Porn post (warning: CTHULHU GOATSE, THE ULTIMATE EVIL), we present the following. In case you read The Dunwich Horror, extrapolated (as is your wont) from the circumstances surrounding the conception of Wilbur Whatley, and wondered what kind of woman would do the dirty with Mister Big Himself, Cthulhu.
Behold:
It explains so very much.
