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February 7, 2005 |
Jacksonville, FL Courtesy NFL Victorious or humiliated quarterbacks Tom Brady and Donovan McNabb praise or blame God for the gameâs outcome n a Super Bowl showdown Sunday that few will soon forget, the New England Patriots forcibly sodomized the sickly Philadelphia Eagles, unless the underdog Philly squad pulled off a stunning upset against the clearly overrated Patriots. Results were not readily available as of press time.
âPatriots rule!â screamed a naked-yet-painted youth after the game, likely a Patriots fan.
âDefinitely!â agreed a compatriot, more clothed but no less enthusiastic. âUnstoppable! Unless they cocked it up. In that case, theyâre a gang of spineless suck monsters.â
âThe Eagles are a bunch of dickless homos who arenât fit to sniff my balls,â explained cocky New England quarterback Tom Brady after the game. âUnless they won. In that case, they ...
n a Super Bowl showdown Sunday that few will soon forget, the New England Patriots forcibly sodomized the sickly Philadelphia Eagles, unless the underdog Philly squad pulled off a stunning upset against the clearly overrated Patriots. Results were not readily available as of press time.
âPatriots rule!â screamed a naked-yet-painted youth after the game, likely a Patriots fan.
âDefinitely!â agreed a compatriot, more clothed but no less enthusiastic. âUnstoppable! Unless they cocked it up. In that case, theyâre a gang of spineless suck monsters.â
âThe Eagles are a bunch of dickless homos who arenât fit to sniff my balls,â explained cocky New England quarterback Tom Brady after the game. âUnless they won. In that case, they were a heck of a tough squad and we played our best, but just didnât come out on top today. Weâll get âem next year. Unless we donât.â
The stunning Super Bowl victory was New Englandâs third in four years, a thrilling period of dominance for Patriots fans, unless it was a crushing disappointment and inspiring Cinderella story for the unlikely Eagles, who won their first Super Bowl since 1960 and brought a parade of dreams home to Philadelphia. Philly fans, known for their bitterly cynical dedication to disappointment, booed their team either way. Commentators remarked on not having seen this level of vitriol from sports fans since the last time the Special Olympics came to Philadelphia.
âThe Eagles were clearly overmatched in this David and Goliath tale,â explained sports blowhard and former Oakland Raiders towel rack Marcus Parkum. âUnless, you know. Another way of looking at it is that Philly was clearly underrated, a ragtag bunch of plucky gamers that snatched the spoils of victory from the clutches of a Patriots squad grown fat and apathetic with the glory of their past successes. Either way, it was a Super Bowl. Unless it got cancelled.â
âFuck! Fuck!â elaborated commune neighborhood bookie Fat Anthony. âOr, alternately: Allllll riiiiight! Antâny made some moolah tonight! Shit yeah!â
Sports fans nationwide were stunned by the Super Bowlâs outcome, unless the game went exactly as expected. Few could have anticipated, however, the stunning halftime show, which featured an unprecedented level of wit and subtlety, unless it was just a bunch of idiots dancing around in hot pants. Whatever happened, the career of Gloria Estefan will never be the same, unless it continues on exactly as it has for years.
Fans of either team have to agree that the game turned on a crucial play in the fourth quarter when Eagles receiver Terrell Owens either caught a miraculous 94-yard âHail Maryâ pass to score the game-winning touchdown, or else forgot to turn around at the last minute and got hit square in the ass with the ball, at which point he reportedly farted. Owens will likely never live down the fame or infamy stemming from this career-defining play.
In related news, TV jockeys were thrilled to witness a fresh slate of instant-classic Super Bowl commercials, making the game experience worthwhile for wives and gay men trapped in sports bars everywhere. Unless, of course, it was just more of the same retarded bullshit from Budweiser and Coca-Cola that weâve been seeing for years. the commune news is either proud or ashamed of teen correspondent Boner Cunninghamâs reporting, depending on whether or not there is currently an âOpposite Dayâ in effect. Cunningham also reports that he may or may not have gotten laid last night, but all previous events in the history of the earth point to a lonely night of Boner eating âThe Worksâ potato chips while watching Cinemax.
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Washington, D.C. Courtesy Sânooze The offending web site, shown here in miniature as a part of the communeâs efforts to reduce world suffering he U.S. Department of Defense has come under fire this week after launching Sânooze, a news parody web site featuring a lighthearted look at the dayâs events through the prism of the Pentagonâs unique brand of humor. Liberal watchdogs have criticized the site as a potentially dangerous outlet for government propaganda, while everyone else has been complaining that itâs not nearly as funny as The Onion.
âSânooze is some funny shit,â explained uncharacteristically laid-back DoD worker Pvt.Thom Vogelsang, who was soon afterward court-marshaled for unruly facial hair. âI donât care what anybody says. That piece we did on giving pacifists rat-poison enchiladas was da bomb.â
âNobody reads our site,â complained Sânoo...
he U.S. Department of Defense has come under fire this week after launching Sânooze, a news parody web site featuring a lighthearted look at the dayâs events through the prism of the Pentagonâs unique brand of humor. Liberal watchdogs have criticized the site as a potentially dangerous outlet for government propaganda, while everyone else has been complaining that itâs not nearly as funny as The Onion.
â Sânooze is some funny shit,â explained uncharacteristically laid-back DoD worker Pvt.Thom Vogelsang, who was soon afterward court-marshaled for unruly facial hair. âI donât care what anybody says. That piece we did on giving pacifists rat-poison enchiladas was da bomb.â
âNobody reads our site,â complained Sânooze head writer Lt. Col. Danish Marks. âOur site stats suck. The Onionâs got more ads on it than a NASCAR stock car and theyâve still got hits like Usher. Iâd love to be within smelling distance of that kind of traffic. But just because weâre the Pentagon, everybody thinks we canât have a hilariously irreverent take on the news.â
Concerned citizens with too much time on their hands have pointed out the potential propagandic dangers of the site, referring to the fact that Sânooze is run by U.S. military troops trained in âinformation warfare.â Other, less politically-paranoid citizens have alternately pointed out the failed-humor dangers of the site, being that it is run by U.S. military troops trained in âinformation warfare.â
Complaints to Pentagon Inspector General Joseph Schmitz recently initiated a thorough review of the siteâs contents, which Schmitz summarized as âamusingish.â
âJesus. Did you see their first issue?â blasphemed freelance media critic Rutherford B. Goods. âThey had a feature where you could add âfunnyâ captions to the Abu Ghraib photos, and an essay contest about how pacifism is for fags. I didnât laugh so hard my sides didnât hurt.â
Yet another wave of criticism has come at the Pentagon from humorless Americans who were tricked by the siteâs lack of successful humor into regarding Sânooze as a legitimate news source. The siteâs recent headline of âIraqis Demand RecountâNot Enough Civilians Killedâ sparked a flood of angry emails from readers who had missed the Pentagonâs tiny-type disclaimer of âSponsored by the U.S. Department of Defense: You been punkâd, bitch!â at the bottom of the page, therefore missing the âjoke.â No one is quite sure what to make of the fact that most of the angry readers were in favor of a tragic recount.
âSure, everybody can make fun of the government all the live-long day, but now that we want to get in on the fun, itâs a crime against humanity,â complained project head Maj. Dean Veiner. â Entertainment Weekly actually said that, âa crime against humanity.â I liked them better when they didnât do web site reviews.â
commune media critics Roland McShyster and Orson Welch were both asked to review the site for this article, but the results were unfortunately deemed unsuitable for publication. For one, McShyster seems to have reviewed the similarly-named www.sâmores.com web site instead, and Welchâs review was so bitter that commune lawyers feared it would violate the stateâs Hate Crimes Act of 2000. the commune news has always loved a good party. Wait, parody? Fuck that shit. Lil Duncan is the communeâs Washington correspondent and originator of the joke about how many mice it takes to screw in a light bulb. Two, but donât ask us how they got in there.
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February 7, 2005 Superbowl Does Kick Balls of BorisOkay. Hello.
Boris is back with so soon new column thing to describe Superbowl! Yay for soon!
But first to tell of how Boris get back to Louis apartment. Boris does go on thing at librarium called Internets to read old Boris column, because this does help Boris remember where does Louis live. And ah yes, Boris remembers. Is across street from old man who is eating soup. So silly to forget! Boris does get bust ticket for fun ride home.
Wait wait, is you heard this song?
Is commune reader know of Boris song, so popular all of times? Holy thing!
Boris does hear at bust station, such surprise. Is normal little dancing song does come on, and Boris is humming thing. Then is scaring Muppet voice Grover does sing so loud "BORIS IS SPIDER!!" So...
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Okay. Hello. Boris is back with so soon new column thing to describe Superbowl! Yay for soon! But first to tell of how Boris get back to Louis apartment. Boris does go on thing at librarium called Internets to read old Boris column, because this does help Boris remember where does Louis live. And ah yes, Boris remembers. Is across street from old man who is eating soup. So silly to forget! Boris does get bust ticket for fun ride home. Wait wait, is you heard this song? Is commune reader know of Boris song, so popular all of times? Holy thing! Boris does hear at bust station, such surprise. Is normal little dancing song does come on, and Boris is humming thing. Then is scaring Muppet voice Grover does sing so loud "BORIS IS SPIDER!!" So exciting this music. Boris does ask bust driver what is song and him says Who. So Boris asking who is who and oh boy, thing does get so confusing until driver says Boris must get off bust. No timing to argue, just time for Boris to get fuck off and to be walking on road with just small pink packback. So Boris is walking along road, so hungry and curious about song, when does see magic thing: Russian bologna! Is little bits on road like mystery. Then Boris does remember special Russian bologna trail him did think to leave from bust and chopper when leaving Louis place, so for to follow back home like Han Solo and Greta in children story! So smart is Boris, all times! Person on bust does say Boris is stupid like oak tree for plan, and that bird and coyote does will does eat all bologna first. But, bust person does not know abouts Russian bologna, is so strong to kill most alive thing, so animal does stay away like plague disease, does not touch bologna. So Boris is walking long times until nice Jesus Freaks does stop to give Boris ride. So many fun song to sing while van does follow Russian bologna trail, and Boris even does get bathtized at gas station water fountain, to keep Boris soul safe from gremlin things. New friends is so fun for ride, until Boris does tell favorite joke: Boris: Why does elephant paint toenails thing red? Jesus Freaks: We don't not know. Boris: So him can to climb in cherry tree and hides from cheetah! Jesus freaks does say this is dirty joke thing and Boris must get fuck off van. Them is so easy offended, and also doesn't not like Boris to call them Jesus Freaks. Is good thing Boris does not tell joke about what time is when elephant is sitting on fence! But, does not matter because Boris is here in right town place anyways. Good timing for joke! Now only trick is to find Louis apartment. Boris is so lost looking for Louis apartment until does see dog thing eating ham sandwiches by big garbage box. You know this thing, big garbage train like giant toy box full of trashs. Dog is by this thing. And then Boris does holy shit realizing thing: Is Similar to Skippy dog! And dog also does holy shit thing like: Is Boris person! And so does run over to Boris, but too fast running makes Similar to Skippy to chuck up ham out of mouth onto Boris, dog is so happy. But is okay. Not first time ham is up of chuck on Boris, not last time. Similar to Skippy dog does lead Boris back to Louis apartment, which is exact same except for no Louis. Surprise! There is Boris cousin Boguslaw Sadowski! Happy family reunion thing! Boguslaw is so happy to see Boris he does shoot gun in wall next to Boris head. Such good times. After Boguslaw TV show is over, him does explain about where is Louis. Story thing is that after Boris does disappear, to go on biking adventure and Potato Boris life, Boguslaw does come to find out Boris is gone, and is thinking Louis did eat Boris in meatball sandwich. So Boguslaw and large friends does come to talk to Louis about cement shoes they have for Louis as special present. But Louis doesn't not like presents so him does get fuck off apartment and run away out back window like is Olympics. So Boguslaw is living in apartment now to wait for Louis to come home. Is such funny story, Boris does laugh until has to pee. Even Similar to Skippy is doing dog laugh thing. So Boris does explain Boris adventure story and how is not in meatballs sandwich. Boguslaw doesn't not think Boris story is as funny, but him does like part about Boris burning down bar to escape Indian cigar job. So! Boris and cousin Boguslaw does watch Superbowl thing with important spray-can cheese part, and has so much funs. Even Similar to Skippy dog does like spray can cheese on top of dog food. This is best part. Also, game is fun thing. Team does win because of having most dancing girls and must bring them flying turkey thing, because of them is hungry. Is complicated football thing, trust Boris. Is good to being home. Except Boris cannot leave because of having no key. But Boris anyway is tired of spending time outside apartment. Here is couch close to refrigerator, so good. And Boris does hope robot Louis coming home soon, because apartment is out of milk. Goodbye. º Last Column: Superbowl Come Homeº more columns |
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| 275 Sentenced to Death by Winning Iraqi ElectionsBY orson welch 1/31/2005 They announced the Oscar nominations this week. No real surprises there—more of the same Hollywood vehicles and stylized biographies that the industry loves. I have to congratulate Hollywood, really—how they bought out independent filmmakers everywhere at once, for one price, and monopolized the film business is still a mystery to me. But alas, my beat is the weak box office garbage that has already washed out of the theaters. So here we go.
Now on DVD:
The Grudge
Comparing this film to the original Japanese suspense film it was based on (Ju-On), I can say, without fear of contradiction, that this film is in English. It is truly terrifying, though, watching a successful television star fall so perfectly on her face in an atte...
They announced the Oscar nominations this week. No real surprises there—more of the same Hollywood vehicles and stylized biographies that the industry loves. I have to congratulate Hollywood, really—how they bought out independent filmmakers everywhere at once, for one price, and monopolized the film business is still a mystery to me. But alas, my beat is the weak box office garbage that has already washed out of the theaters. So here we go.
Now on DVD:
The Grudge
Comparing this film to the original Japanese suspense film it was based on ( Ju-On), I can say, without fear of contradiction, that this film is in English. It is truly terrifying, though, watching a successful television star fall so perfectly on her face in an attempt to translate sci-fi TV series success into a hit movie vehicle. The cliché is true that what you can't see is scarier than what you can, and as bad as this film may be, what really kept me trembling was picturing all the cute romanti-comedies and suspense flicks Sarah Michelle Gellar could be working on even as we speak. 'Scuse me while I shiver myself into madness.
Shall We Dance?
Let's not. The gerbil-smelling hands of Richard Gere on my hips, J-Lo's bulbous ass smacking against mine. I'm beyond terrified now. Also based on a Japanese film, by the way—can we give up on stealing their cinema, and simply go back to ripping-off their corporate management techniques again?
Shark Tale
In theory, not seeing Will Smith would make him somewhat less annoying—and here theory fails us. Will Smith as an animated fish is almost as nauseating as watching an actual real live Will Smith smacking you with a dead fish. Dreamworks brings us this CGI nightmare about an underdog (voiced by a handsome millionaire rapper-turned-actor) who becomes an overnight success when—ouch! Sorry. Sprained my tongue on all those clichĂ©s. Nevermind. Let it surprise you, if you like Will Smith-as-a-fish movies.
The Notebook
Director Nick Cassavetes molests his father's memory in this diabetes-inducing adaptation of Chicken Soup for the Retarded Kids' and Puppies' Souls, or possibly some other even more sentimental crappy book. Up-and-comers Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams fall permanently down-and-out by starring in this series of tired plot devices and syrupy-sweet "moments"; more than enough saccharine to make Kelly Rippa spew expletives at the screen.
I'm particularly proud of not using the word "bile" once this week. Not that I'll be able to keep that New Year's resolution up much longer, given more films like these, but it's nice to have ambitions. See you again in coming weeks. |