In their own style, they poke fun at YouTube, Digg, and Internet vocab. It’s everything you love about both Muppets and the Internet morphed into a great vid that you should pass around to friends. Believe me, it’ll make their day.
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I have only one thing to say on the matter: Palin, stop being a hypocrite and call for the resignation of Rush Limbaugh.
This is a funny sketch. Anybody watch the episode of SNL with Jon Hamm? That was actually pretty funny throughout. Something tells me SNL won’t suck as hard as it did at the beginning of the season, especially with a Zach Gafilianakis episode on the slate.
It’s the great civil liberties cause of our generation: stop ginger hate crime. My friends, gingers are seriously one of the most oppressed groups in modern society. Unable to be exposed to the sun, gingers live underneath the ground, in the sewers. And nature has forced them to wear sunscreen when they come out from their smelly sewer shanties.
While the rest of the world enjoys their happy lives with normal hair and skin, gingers have the serious disability of their red hair. The shameful, bright color has forced many gingers to purchase hair dye and betray their heritage. If the gingers stand out ginger-haters will spot them, and these haters have been known to commit heinous atrocities like make fun of that red hair and quote South Park.
Luckily, the gingers have found a leader. He will help them march into triumph and claim their place among society. His name is Ginger Malcolm X. At night, when their pale, freckled skin only slightly tinges under the moonlight, they mobilize their growing numbers into town hall meetings. Will you join this brave ginger’s cause and support a ginger today?
Oh, abortions! They’re full of such whimsical humor and delight! Enjoy this video with your family members, and laugh to the off color humor of the Onion News Network!
This is one of those videos that is so funny because it’s true. I have spent many a night like this, and no joke probably will spend most of tonight up and about. But I love being an insomniac — the night is just so much more peaceful.
No, I have not been attacked by a crazed Postal worker with an AK-47. No, I have not received any Anthrax AirMail. And no, I am not slowly being water-boarded and forced to listen to the indie pop-band’s “Such Great Heights” single at half speed (which, come to think of it, would cause me to denounce my country and tell any terrorist anything that they would want to know.)
I was simply watching television and a commercial came on. Like most Americans, I tried to change the channel to something else. But, like most Americans, I was too lazy to move and get the remote that had fallen off the couch. Faced with such a dilemma, I resigned myself to laziness and commercials.
Big mistake!
So this commercial was about flat rate shipping boxes…blah blah blah…mailing stuff. But it was the object that was supposed to be mailed that nearly caused me to choke on my chicken wing. It was a clown.
Now, I have been terrified by clowns for some time now. However, I have been less susceptable to their terrifying powers and icy stares as I have aged. It also help, when I know there is going to be a clown around.
Anywho, the USPS used my fear and the others’ fear of clowns to sell their wares and services. I think they have pushed it too far!
Thank god for Samberg and Lonely Island’s digital shorts. Otherwise, I’d have a weekly session of trying to kill myself before the next bad joke on Saturday Night Live.