Showing posts with label laughable. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laughable. Show all posts

Saturday, March 05, 2011

Brilliantly hilarious "Let's Panic About Babies" book trailer (Did I mention it's brilliant?)



I am buying Let's Panic About Babies!: How to Endure and Possibly Triumph Over the Adorable Tyrant who Will Ruin Your Body, Destroy Your Life, Liquefy Your Brain, and Finally Turn You into a Worthwhile Human Being by Alice Bradley and Eden M. Kennedy as a reward for this brilliant trailer, if nothing else.

Per the PR:
Babies. Some of us want one. Some of us already have one. And some of us even were one.

But what are “babies,” exactly? Are they really tiny people? How did they get inside larger people? How will they get out? And if you’ve got one, what do you do with it? Our most cutting-edge scientific researchers have, to date, only mumbled theories and then distracted us all with shadow puppets and obscene limericks.

But no more! Because Alice Bradley and Eden Kennedy are here to shed light on this heretofore un-light-sheddable topic. In their comprehensive, no-facts-are-too-disgusting guide LET’S PANIC ABOUT BABIES!, the authors answer age-old baby-related questions, as well as newer ones they made up. Herein you can find answers to such queries as “How can I be sure I’m pregnant?” (torso swells gradually until baby falls out into underpants), “Why am I so uncomfortable?” (uterine goblins exacting karmic revenge) and “Did I just pee myself?” (yes). And because they realize that the baby will continue to present challenges even after its birth, the authors tacked on more chapters specifically written to soak up all the tears you'll shed during your baby’s first year! So if you’re wondering how to use phrenology to make ensure that your child won’t be some sort of mercenary or television executive, or whether your obsessive vacuuming indicates postpartum depression or merely a vacuuming fetish, wonder no more. Or, rather, continue to wonder up until the moment that you read LET’S PANIC ABOUT BABIES! Then and only then can you stop wondering, for you will have the answers, and all your wondering will just start to annoy people.

Monday, February 28, 2011

"The King's Other Speech": Shake off the Oscarfail with a hilarious bit from McSweeney's

Lord, I love to laugh on Monday. Check out The King's Other Speech on McSweeney's Internet Tendencies...
Hello. Again. England. Sorry. About. The dramatic. Pauses. Geoffrey. Rush. Is. Staring. Into. One's. Microphone.

One year into the German onslaught, one is gratified to say that one's country is still pulling together rather onesomely. One's wife is thanked warmly by the majority of Londoners as she tiptoes through the rubble bestowing toffees upon them. A few rotters in the East End apparently took offense at that marvelous woman's finery, and caused a scene. Steady on, fellows! One doesn't pass judgment on your rags even though Lord Hawsley from the Unflappably Chipper Office says the Germans are leading on the sartorial front. (But not to worry!) One would accompany one's wife on these "appearances" only one finds the whole thing positively loathsome and demeaning. Cheering crowds are all very well for the PM but an English monarch prefers the company of animals.
Read the rest on McSweeney's.