In case you saw the Buzzfeed video where a bunch of latte-sipping millennials in skinny jeans informed us that we’re doing Christianity wrong, here’s a brilliant parody of it by the Lutheran Satire guys. (It’s even funnier if you watch the original video first.)
“Actually, a lot of creationists are really well-educated, intelligent people…”
“Uhhhh, not according to Bill Nye, MORON. And he should know, because he has a bachelor’s degree in mechanical engineering, and he used to pretend to be a scientist on television.”
Apologies for my lack of contentful columns in the past week or so as I ramp up for a hectic semester. Several posts are brewing, including some thoughts on the Kendrick Brothers’ latest movie and a new Glen Campbell documentary. But for now, enjoy a little slice of comedic gold from everyone’s favorite Odd Couple. In this episode, Oscar is trying to cure Felix of agoraphobia. The results are, shall we say, less than optimal.
…in about four different voices. I think Neil Young is my favorite. “In the land of the free and the home of the brave [hair flip].”
“And finally, I would like to hear Mr. Bob Dylan do the National Anthem. Kids, you have no idea who that is. I don’t care.”
“Okay, now hold up your phone, and you can just look natural … okay, and maybe you want to soften a little. Okay, a little more. Okay, um, maybe a LOT more…”
(Note: One roundabout reference to the prospective First Dude’s misdemeanors. Nothing explicit.)
Okay everyone, I’m counting on you. Here is the album cover for Freedom, the latest solo record by Gaither Vocal Band tenor David Phelps. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to come up with an awesome caption for this manifestly ridiculous photo.
Here’s mine: “Iiiiiiiit’s Friday, Friday, gotta get down on Friday!”
“Oh, technical problems?”
What is this mysterious thing inside the magic box that transforms ideas like “equality” and “peace” into… the exact opposite? Only Andrew Klavan has the answer, in a dazzling display of sleight-of-hand, legerdemain, and prestidi-di-di… sleight-of-hand.
Note: A couple of mildly rude terms.