Category Archives: Giggle

Norm’s Famous Live Spot Meltdown

This man tried to fool the world

Here’s the setup. My co-worker, Norm Hitzges, has agreed to endorse a new client called Choose Energy. The client gives Norm the copy points for his live spots. In a tremendous show of disrespect, Norm loses the copy points within a day. So when it comes time for Norm to do his first live spot for Choose Energy, he tries to bluff his way through the spot, accidentally creating the greatest bit of say-nothing fakery I’ve heard since my Junior High book reports. Enjoy the added bonus of frantic background paper-shuffling. By the way, I still have no idea whether “Choose Energy” is a caffeinated drink or an electrical provider.


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Instant Nostalgia: ADIOS, AMIGOS!

See you in hell, folks!

Ready for the olympics

At least his name isn’t Jiverly

You’re On!

The Delkus Rule: To pass the time between shots, always used stereotypical accents.

The Averagevengers

The Averagevengers

Averagevengers assemble… loosely in the lobby.

Skittles: Our Favorite White Christian Rapper

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He’s controversial. He’s unique. He’s Skittles. Listen to the tracks. Feel the power.

Asians Love The Yu Darvish Story

This dramatic interpretation of the Yu Darvish signing raises so many questions. Is that supposed to be Nolan Ryan or Walker Railey? Do they really think “bullpen” is literal in baseball? Does Albert Pujols really have laser eyes?

Oh, and the space shuttle? They’re doing it wrong.

It Has Took Me A Lot of Places I Didn’t Think I Would Be At

When this man performs in the afterlife, will God listen with a forced smile, or flexed abs from trying to hold it in?

PS. If you belong to Fellowship Church, please bug P1 Ed Young to bring in this wonderful praise singer.

You Knew It Would Happen

The World Wins

The Yu Darvish signing is so awesome it made Bigfoot wear giant Converse and ride a gleaming unicorn.

Worst Female Singer of All Time

Alanis is Not the Worst Female Singer of All Time

Ever wonder what a dying elk sounds like? I don’t anymore.

On Tuesday, I read this email on the air:

Hey Gordo,

I know how you love wheels-off musical performances, so I thought you might appreciate this.  Backstory… (All parties shall remain nameless to protect the innocent)

Back in November of ’07 my band was playing a gig at a local club. Before the show my singer approached the rest of the band and pointed out a girl in the crowd. He said that he had recently heard a recording of her singing a karaoke version of an Evanescence song, and that she sounded really good on it. He further explained that he was hoping to get in her pants, and asked if we’d be willing to let her sing a song with us.

Naturally, we were skeptical, but our singer insisted that she sounded good on the recording he had heard, and since the rest of us were married we decided to hook a brutha up, and let her sing with us in hopes that we could live vicariously through our singer.

So, it was decided that at some point during our second set we would invite her up to sing Alanis Morrissette’s “You OughtaKnow” as it was the only song we really knew that featured a female vocalist. Our singer told her to expect that song, so she came armed with a sheet of lyrics, and said that she had been practicing before the gig.

From the first moment she took the stage we knew we were in for something classic, and her performance did not disappoint. I mixed and recorded all of our gigs, so I was already rolling tape that night.

Sorry, for the long story, but I hope you enjoy it as much as me and my band mates have!

Anon.

The Audio of Death


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After we played it on the air, George speculated that the horny lead singer probably told her it wasn’t that bad.  Well, I got an email from the long-lost lead singer shortly thereafter.

Gordo,
I am the singer from [band name redacted] – the “You Oughta Know” band, and I must confess… that chick was not *that* hot.
And yes, you can tell Giorgio that I did, in fact, try to console her afterward and tell her she did okay. I was angling for at least a beej, but alas, it was not to be. She was far too upset, and I, likeyou, was rendered utterly flaccid by her performance. I thought I could at least fight my way through a good parking lot hummer, but that voice haunts me to this day!
Still shuddering,
P1 Kevin
band name redacted

I’m just saying

or maybe this…

Unnecessary Pictures For Monday

Worst Christmas Decoration Ever


Finny reacts to Christmas


Greatest Shirt of All Time

Biden drunk?

“Yeah, Robert how is your dead daddy doing? Still all shot up and dead?”- Matt Lauer 2008

Lesbians in college basketball?

Jennifer Colli, hot former player in lesbian lawsuit

Jennifer Colli, hot former player

Interesting story in today’s Dallas Morning News full of lesbians and lawsuits. Every Morning News story should include these success-producing ingredients to save the printed word. Jennifer Colli, at right, acknowledges her own past lesbian relationship and accuses SMU coaches of being way too interested in lesbian relationships.

Asked in an interview about the relationships, Colli said they were between players and between coaches, not between players and coaches. She said she was personally aware of other relationships among team members, as well as her own.

“Yes, I was with another team player,” she said.

Juli Colli, hot player who has a sister

Juli Colli, hot player who has a sister

Wow, she was aware of HER OWN lesbian relationship? She must really be plugged in- er, I mean, um.

Also quoted in the lawsuit is Jennifer Colli’s older sister, Juli. Enjoy her goodness too.

Look at me, as I look loving down on them, hoping all our our lesbian dreams come true.

Lesbians, lesbians, lesbians…

NOTE: There is no indication the Juli Colli is a lesbian. She is just hot and relevant and worthy of a picture posting.

UPDATE: Television interview with Jennifer Colli

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