Use this site before it rides sparkle dust back to the North Pole:
P.S. Look how much fun being an elf is:
(Ok, so they look like surprisingly bored elves, which totally defies the situation they’re in. We found this innocently enough on flickr.)
We would rather be duct taped into a razor-wielding testicle guillotine than have to accidentally catch a few seconds of this steaming pile of pig shit of television program, even if by mistake. Our only hope is that our species dies out before this thing makes it to the airwaves.
We’re too busy playing on the Internets to watch television, but we’ve read on the blogs that NBC is sort of down and out these days; scraping the bottom of the barrel, you might say. Even so, we were completely unprepared to read this in today’s Washington Post:
In January, NBC will replace football on Sundays with a reality series in which viewers pick the two leads for a Broadway revival of the musical “Grease,” hosted by President Bush’s cousin.
Wow. That may prove to be more stupid packed into a half hour of television than the American public can handle. We don’t mean to suggest that we know more about programming than the career experts over at the National Broadcasting Company, but that idea seems like, really fucking stupid.
Featured Music:
None. Grease is intolerable, even when it’s an ironic punk cover.
It would seem as though Pennsylvania is kind of tough place to be a entrenched and corrupt public official these days. The so-called “wave” that took out Santorum also netted the Democrats the state legislature for the first time in 12 years. Which all happened like a year after a bunch of long-standing Republican state reps all lost their primaries. And do the Keystone State, in keeping with its Dutch heritage, is in house-cleaning mode.
Next in the sights: Luzerne County Judge Ann Lokuta. Why do we care about some nobody judge? Because she’s totally batshit insane. More after the jump.
