Best Improv Scene

williebhines:

Reblog and describe the best improv scene you ever saw.

Death By Roo Roo in Cagematch in 2009. They started doing a scene about a Bed and Breakfast in Middle Earth. Nothing super-weird was popping out during the first five minutes- just a slice of life of an Elvish Bed and Breakfast. THEN Curtis Gwinn, proving why my friend has nicknamed him ‘The Architecht’, steps in and tags everyone out of the scene. They all jump on board as a group of teenagers playing Dungeons and Dragons, immediately making the Bed and Breakfast a part of the Dungeons and Dragons game. For the rest of the show they jumped back and forth between the two. Near the end one of the teenagers flips over the board and they cut back to Bed and Breakfast where all the characters are running all over the stage screaming.

Also…

Ben Rodgers by himself in Cagematch doing a monoscene where he played three teenagers tied to chairs in an old neighbor’s house. He appeared once as the neighbor but spent the bulk of the time moving the chair to play the three kids who were being held after hitting a baseball through the old neighbor’s window.  

Tags: improv ucb

fuckdreamdrunk:

FINALLY!
DREAM DRUNK - FANTASY [2012]! 
A FULL LENGTH ALBUM USING KANYE WEST’S “MY BEAUTIFUL DARK TWISTED FANTASY” AS THE SOURCE MATERIAL!
AN EXPERIMENTAL BEDROOM FRINGE-POP ALBUM OUT OF A $3 MILLION DOLLAR MAINSTREAM HIP-POP ALBUM!
THIS ALBUM PAYS HOMAGE TO THE WHOLE IDEA OF FAVORITE ALBUMS IN GENERAL AND THE MEMORIES OF THESE ALBUMS THAT GET INGRAINED INTO OUR BRAINS AND OUR LIVES!
IN THE WORDS OF KANYE “SATAN…SATAN…SATAN”!
http://dreamdrunk.bandcamp.com/album/fantasy

http://www.mediafire.com/?4t67alcrizggybz

fuckdreamdrunk:

FINALLY!

DREAM DRUNK - FANTASY [2012]!

A FULL LENGTH ALBUM USING KANYE WEST’S “MY BEAUTIFUL DARK TWISTED FANTASY” AS THE SOURCE MATERIAL!

AN EXPERIMENTAL BEDROOM FRINGE-POP ALBUM OUT OF A $3 MILLION DOLLAR MAINSTREAM HIP-POP ALBUM!

THIS ALBUM PAYS HOMAGE TO THE WHOLE IDEA OF FAVORITE ALBUMS IN GENERAL AND THE MEMORIES OF THESE ALBUMS THAT GET INGRAINED INTO OUR BRAINS AND OUR LIVES!

IN THE WORDS OF KANYE “SATAN…SATAN…SATAN”!

http://dreamdrunk.bandcamp.com/album/fantasy

http://www.mediafire.com/?4t67alcrizggybz

Why I am Joining Goldman Sachs

I have become aware of an opening as the Executive Director within your firm. Allow me to express my interest in this, or any other, position.

If you’re not a liberal by 20 you have no heart, if you’re not a conservative by 24 you must’ve landed a job dispute having a liberal arts degree. Since graduating from college, and after three unpaid internships and two chained-to-a-desk office jobs, I believe I have been in the real world long enough to understand the trajectory of our culture. I can honestly say that the world is toxic and destructive and I want my slice of the pie, dammit! 

To put in the simplest terms, I want to be rich. This is where you come in. You guys make a lot of money and I would like to make a lot of money thus I should be the new Executive Director. Don’t worry, any sort of humanitarian values, liberal ideals, or good old fashion conscience have been dropped and replaced with a cold desire to be filthy, stinkin’ rich! You ask for it, I do it, I get money, everything is gravy!

See those vultures eating that juicy and delicious carcass up there? That vulture flying away is me! Going off to get more fresh dead carcasses for Goldman Sachs. All I ask in return is for some of that succulent meat of newly-homeless elderly and foreclosed-upon families.

I know I have some strikes against me. I don’t know anything about financial institutions, I went to a state school and I’m not qualified. But hear me out. I can be an absolute psychopath if the price is right! I’m talking crazy shit! I’ll do shit so cray you would swear to your own mother I’d have to either be a CEO or a megalomaniacal, Middle-Eastern dictator.

I can execute the “three ways to become a leader” as listed in the op-ed “Why I Am Leaving Goldman-Sachs”: 1.) Execute on the firm’s “axes” (sure, sounds easy enough!) 2. Hunt elephants (Fuck yeah! Hunting elephants just like rich guys! What Would Romney Do, amirite?!) and 3. Whatever number 3 was. Goldman Guys, I don’t have a lot of talent, skill or time but I’ve got what counts- an American citizenship and a dream! Together, I believe, that spells “the American Dream” (not to be confused with the 1950’s comic book superhero.)

I have it in me to be a terrible person for money, I just know it! All I need is one chance, like in that hit show “Smash” or it’s predecessor “Burlesque”. I can’t tell you how many times I watched “Silence of the lambs” and thought, outside of the swastika bed-sheets, I could totally do that! I don’t even know if you guys do any Buffalo Bill type shit, but if you do - I can do it, with you, for money, is all I’m saying.

With your genius foresight and ability to foster the next generation of filthy rich, straight, white-men, perhaps I can wake up tomorrow and proudly say, “Today is my first day at Goldman Sachs”. Then that Friday I’ll look at my bank account and it will all be worth it. Every crying child and every evicted occupier will all be worth it when I see those 5 (or more!) digits on the ATM screen.

I’m serious. If you need someone to shred papers or drive the car to get rid of some bodies, I’m your man. I’ve seen a lot of movies so I’m fairly familiar and severely desensitized. You call me, we negotiate an offer (I’ll take most amounts!) then we do business together. Also, I’d prefer to be paid in gold bricks.

Joel Straley is resigning today as an Office Administrator to join Goldman Sachs. He can easily identify Europe, the Middle East and Africa on a map if needed.

emptyage:

@RickSantorum Well then I look forward to being reimbursed for any of my tax dollars that funded the Iraq War.
— Gina Marie (@ginambakkun) February 17, 2012

emptyage:

@RickSantorum Well then I look forward to being reimbursed for any of my tax dollars that funded the Iraq War.

— Gina Marie (@ginambakkun) February 17, 2012

(via robdelaney)

I like to pretend that this is an iconic image for dogs. The capturing of a dictator on the run, the Dog Gaddafi if you will.

“After his country ran out of bones the revolution started. His dogs had enough and they were on the trail. It was only a matter of time.”

I like to pretend that this is an iconic image for dogs. The capturing of a dictator on the run, the Dog Gaddafi if you will.

“After his country ran out of bones the revolution started. His dogs had enough and they were on the trail. It was only a matter of time.”

Dear Jesus, Please let this beer & nachos make me seem likeable and Presidential. Also, if it upsets my tum-tum may there be no anal leakage-I hate when that happens! Amen

Dear Jesus, Please let this beer & nachos make me seem likeable and Presidential. Also, if it upsets my tum-tum may there be no anal leakage-I hate when that happens! Amen

Tags: Santorum

2011: Hip-hop Just Fucked your Face!

2011 was a great year for rap. You might have noticed all kinds of new and diverse hip-hop artists popping up this year releasing mixtape after mixtape that turned YouTube views into real money. But you probably didn’t notice that many of these artists weren’t just after your ears- they wanna fuck your whole face. In the past rappers have gotten head, brains, and dome but now they’re fucking faces.

These are the top 5 artists of 2011 you need to know -who are out to fuck your face.

Danny Brown - Monopoly @ 2:30

Danny Brown may have a silly haircut but he takes fucking faces very seriously. You can hear how pissed he is to have to partake in such extreme forms of oral sex.

Tyler, The Creator - Burgers @ 1:43

Basically Tyler, The Creator is crediting his success to kids in london who needed a soundtrack to fighting and facefucking (maybe facefucking will become a hypermacho form of fighting in some Mad Max Hardcore-style distopian future)


The Weeknd - Loft Music @ 1:49

Its safe to assume that The Weeknd is always on drugs and horny. Plus he hangs out in clubs so cool that everyone just fucks each others faces. So stop being a narc and getting so weird about it, alright!

Lil B - Pretty Boy @ 3:18

Lil B says he’s gonna “Fuck her face like her husband”- Isn’t that sweet… I think. I like to imagine Lil B up in his bedroom, while his mom is cooking dinner, just recording that 4 minutes of “Woo Woo Woo Woo” over and over again.

Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire - The Last Huzzah @ 4:44

Technically, this is “Skull-fucking”, but judging by the size of Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire’s gut it’s safe to assume if he face fucked anyone it’ll end up being as frightening as the term “skull-fucking” anyway.


As it turns out, regardless of “face-fucking” references, these are just some good songs to listen to so be glad you did.

Also that Lil B song came out in 2009 but it’s still on the list-so message me if you know an alternative.

And because it seems appropriate:

Suck a dick, 2011!

speakfortheweak:

It doesn’t mean I’m religious.
Because I’m not.

It doesn’t mean I hate LGBT community.
Because I am a supporter.

It doesn’t mean I force women to give birth.
Because I never will.

Take what you want from my blog, but never assume I’m just your stereotypical  pro-lifer. It is VERY possible to ask questions, state your opinions in a civil manner on this blog. I am respectful and I enjoy answering all questions received! 

Thanks for following! :)
-speakfortheweak 

desliz:

Let me tell you some things.

I used to investigate child abuse and neglect. I can tell you how to stop the vast majority of abortion in the world.

First, make knowledge and access to contraception widely available. Start teaching kids before they hit puberty. Teach them about domestic violence and coercion, and teach them not to coerce and rape. Create a strong, loving community where women and girls feel safe and supported in times of need. Because guess what? They aren’t. You know what happens to babies born under such circumstances? They get hurt, unnecessarily. They get sick, unnecessarily. They get removed from parents who love them but who are unprepared for the burden of a child. Resources? Honey, we try. There aren’t enough resources anywhere. There are waiting lists, and promises, and maybes. If the government itself can’t hook people up, what makes you think an impoverished single mom can handle it?

Abolish poverty. Do you have any idea how much childcare costs? Daycare can cost as much or more than monthly rent. They may be inadequately staffed. Getting a private nanny is a nice idea, but they don’t come cheap either. Relatives? Do they own a car? Does the bus run at the right times? Do they have jobs of their own they need to work just to keep the lights on? Are they going to stick around until you get off you convenience store shift at 4 AM? Do they have criminal histories that will make them unsuitable as caregivers when CPS pokes around? You gonna pay for that? Who’s going to pay for that?

End rape. I know your type errs on the side of blaming the woman, but I’ve seen little girls who’ve barely gotten their periods pregnant because somebody thought raping preteens was an awesome idea. You want to put a child through that? Or someone with a mental or physical inability for whom pregnancy would be frightening, painful or even life-threatening? I’ve seen nonverbal kids who had their feet sliced up by caregivers for no fucking reason at all, you think sexual abuse doesn’t happen either?

You say there’s lots of couples who want to adopt. Kiddo, what they want to adopt are healthy white babies, preferably untainted by the wombs and genetics of women with alcohol or drug dependencies. I’ve seen the kids they don’t want, who almost no one wants. You people focus only on the happy pink babies, the gigglers, the ones who grow and grow with no trouble. Those are not the kids who linger in foster care. Those are certainly not the older kids and teenagers who age out of foster care and then are thrown out in the streets, usually with an array of medical and mental health issues. Are they too old to count?

And yeah, I’ve seen the babies, little hand-sized things barely clinging to life. There’s no glory, no wonder there. There is no wonder in a pregnant woman with five dollars to her name, so deep in depression you wonder if she’ll be alive in a week. Therapy costs money. Medicine costs money. Food, clothes, electricity cost money. Government assistance is a pittance; poverty drives women and girls into situations where they are forced to rely on people who abuse them to survive. (I’ve been up in more hospitals than I can count.)

In each and every dark pit of desperation, I have never seen a pro-lifer. I ain’t never seen them babysitting, scrubbing floors, bringing over goods, handing mom $50 bucks a month or driving her to the pediatrician. I ain’t never seen them sitting up for hours with an autistic child who screams and rages so his mother can get some sleep while she rests up from working 14-hour days. I don’t see them fixing leaks in rundown houses or playing with a kid while the police prepare to interview her about her sexual abuse. They’re not paying for the funerals of babies and children who died after birth, when they truly do become independent organisms. And the crazy thing is they think they’ve already done their job, because the child was born!

Aphids give birth, girl. It’s no miracle. You want to speak for the weak? Get off your high horse and get your hands dirty helping the poor, the isolated, the ill and mentally ill women and mothers and their children who already breathe the dirty air. You are doing nothing, absolutely nothing, for children. You don’t have a flea’s comprehension of injustice. You are not doing shit for life until you get in there and fight that darkness. Until you understand that abortion is salvation in a world like ours. Does that sound too hard? Do you really think suffering post-birth is more permissible, less worthy of outrage?

“Pro-life” is simply a philosophy in which the only life worth saving is the one that can be saved by punishing a woman.