Admit it, you just wrote it this way to get away with those jokes. (Also, even though Danica got the pole, I fully expect her to blow it.)
Sincere Response: Hell yeah. That’s the art! I saw a show today where unfunny people were talking about “Crossing The Line” in comedy and “what are the rules?”
I always compare comedy as an art form to music. What makes a song offensive versus edgy? The musician knows his audience and knows how to deliver and (most importantly) is good at his art. Comedy should be the same? But everyone thinks they are funny. Most people have some humility about their musical talent.
Ag Style Response: She’d best look out For Jimmie Johnson. If he falls behind he can get testy and the last thing you want is to deal with an angry Johnson ramming your rear end.
Wait, I thought Left Eye Lopez died in that plane wreck? (THAT’S THE SHOW, FOLKS, GOODNIGHT!)
Their show hasn’t been the same since they moved from the morning zoo to afternoon drive time. But they’ve got fans.
culby replied to your quote: “If you had a person in your life treating you the…
I heard someone say “If you said the things you say to yourself to someone else, it would get you punched.” Sounds about right.
Queen Mary I. Rumor has it she tasted like tomato juice and celery.
I created “Well That’s Just Great” at a low point in my life as a way to force some creativity back into my existence. I made two commitments:
- Create and post something original every day. It could be as simple as a thought or a photo, but something had to come out of my brain daily and make it to WTJG.
- Whatever I posted needed to be created with the idea of appealing to an audience. I didn’t want to just vent about being sad and say I was being “creative.” WTJG wasn’t meant to be a journal or a diary. By thinking of an audience I was pushed to reflect and think before clicking “create post.”
Three years later and I still haven’t missed a single day.
But I did not create 12,000 original posts! No. There are a lot of reblogs in there!
I was resistant to reblogging originally. WTJG was meant to be a home for my work, not an aggregating site. But as I spent time in the tumblr community I began to realize that reblogging connected me with others and helped me turn WTJG not just into the online home of my work, but a fuller reflection of who I am. If could find five funny things to post, I would feel more comfortable spending time on a original post expressing my views on a social issue, or on some philosophical introspection. And yes, every topical post I reblogged from AZSpot or deep thought or beautiful fractal image from Un help me to feel comfortable wasting a post or two getting “your mom” jokes out of my head so hopefully I could move on to more creative endeavors. And I think it helped make WTJG a more surprising and enjoyable place to visit.
So thank you to my tumblr family: to my first follower, Kurtis at kayfabe, who I always thank at times like this; to my real life friends who have come aboard; to Culby, and Liz, and Valary, and Brittany and everyone else who I truly consider friends now to every one of you that I wouldn’t be able to list if I tried. Thank you all for your support and for your pages. I’m glad I get to steal from about the nicest people in the world!
You’re all just great!
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Where else are you going to keep it?
My bigger question is why did they keep a grand piano in the lab? Did you hear that when the Lizard broke in? They did two piano “stingers” that honest-to-god just made it sound like the Lizard stepped on a Steinway. Twice.
Gizmo thought perhaps Norman Osborne had installed a floor piano a la “Big” in the lab to occupy their many brilliant interns who needed to have “herpetology” explained to them.