Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts

15 February 2013

Professor Elemental - This Is My Horse

I am beginning to think that perhaps Professor Elemental is becoming more and more unhinged (if such as thing is possible), but either way, here's him rapping about horses, in what's definitely one of the more interesting pieces of topical humour to come out of the whole "oh god, we've eaten named animals" crisis.

2 September 2010

Casetteboy v Dragon's Den

Casetteboy is already a bit of a legend, but he's out done himself with his latest clip - turning capitalist swine the Dragon's Den judges into, well, prostitutes basically. It is the oldest profession in the world after all.

10 May 2010

The Worst Festival / Coalition Horror

Two to get your giggle on of a Monday afternoon:

The Worst Festival Ever



"The worst festival I’ve ever been to was Boardmasters in Newquay, which I was forced to review. It was on a beach with a surfing competition running concurrently as a load of inane bands played their depressing noise to tanned men in Hawaiian shirts who’d rather be watching Sublime or high-fiving their reflection in the mirror.
As bad as it was, I am sure I can imagine a festival that’s at least 400,00 times worse than this. Let me now, in my mind, curate the worst festival the world has ever seen. It will feature the following."

From Yep We Can


Lib Dems Force Tories To Have Gay Friends and a Composting Toilet



"With the two parties edging towards an agreement, Lib Dem sources say the Tories must demonstrate their commitment to progressive values by having lunch every day with an absurdly flamboyant gay man who will litter the conversation with repulsive double entendres."

From The Daily Mash

30 March 2010

Scarface School Play

Oh. My. God. What the hell were these teachers and parents thinking? This is hilarious - you will laugh if you can scrape your jaw off the floor. And just like that other comedy classic, Father Ted, they've donated a tonne of new fake swear words to popular culture - you mother fudgin son of a bee!



As seen on Dangerous Minds.

19 March 2010

28 January 2010

Two Gentlemen of Lebowski


I'm sure I should be offended by the bastardisation of Shakespeare, the sweeping horsemen of American homogeny or some similarly literary complaint, but I thought this was pretty funny. The Coens and Shakespeare both deal in character studies, convoluted plots and snappy dialogue. So it makes complete sense that Adam Bertocci has created a mish-mash of the two entitled Two Gentlemen of Lebowski....
Full Script

THE KNAVE
Let me not to the marriage of false impressions deny impediments. I am not Master Lebowski; thou art Master Lebowski. I am the Knave, called the Knave. Or His Knaveness, or mayhap Knaver, or mayhap El Knaverino, in the manner of the Spaniard, if brevity be not in thy soul nor wit. A Knave by any other name would abide just as well.

LEBOWSKI
Have you employment, sir? Surely you hope not to pledge fealty nor till the earth in such roughly fashioned armour, invested in thy motley, clad as a jack-a-dandy on a Sunday?

THE KNAVE
I know not; what week-day, friends, is this?

LEBOWSKI
I tire, and cannot tarry; I am more busy than the labouring spider, and dwell on the iron tread as a man of constant pursuits. Thus, I pray you, you this way and I that way.

THE KNAVE
I must protest; the Knave minds. This will not stand, this uncheck’d aggression; for your strength of mighty kings and masters of the earth did not keep your wife from owing, a borrower and a lender being.

LEBOWSKI
My wife is not the issue here. I toil in hopes that she will shed her frivolities, rash and unadvised, and live within her allowance, which is in very ample virtue. Her mortal failures are her burden, as surely as your rug is your burden, and, verily, the burdens of every man be his own, and ‘tis in themselves that they be thus or thus. I’ll blame none for the loss of my legs. Some man of Orient birth robbed them from me as spoils of war; faith, who stole my legs stole trash, and I sallied forth and achieved in any aspect. Some are born achievers, some achieve greatly, and some have achievement thrust upon ‘em. Beseech me not!

THE KNAVE
Ah, a pox upon’t!

LEBOWSKI
Indeed! “A pox upon’t!” ‘Tis your answer to everything. Your merry revels have ended, sir. Condolences. The rogues lost; the rogues have always lost, will always lose, and so it will be tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow.

[Exit LEBOWSKI; enter BRANDT]

BRANDT
Good Master Lebowski. Did you enjoy meeting my honourable lord?

THE KNAVE
Truly, sir, a gentle marvelous;
He bade me take any rug in the house.

[Exeunt]

25 September 2009

What the F&#$ Was That?!

From some of the twisted minds that brought you the internet classic "Shoes" by Kelly, here's a very funny parody of Most Haunted / Ghost Hunt style TV shows:



And while we're on the subject of the spooky, our annual frightfest Rock'n'Shock is coming up - though the day/date has now been changed from Sat Oct 31st to Fri Oct 30th. It's still on in Stereo, with guests Fangs, Ali Renault, The Evil Eye and more to be announced...