I just in-the-style-of-Scott-Aukerman-and-PFT-on-Comedy-bang-bang-on-IFC said to my mom, “iiiit’s been a while since we’ve talked, how are you?
I’ve never been prouder of any singular conversation going so well.
Never pop this comedy bubble that I’m in OR I WILL END YOU.
that got aggressive.
…never go into a Best Buy and ask to see their Alexa digital cameras. They will look at you like you’re some kind of dumb idiot who doesn’t know what they’re talking about. Yes, I do know that they filmed “true works of art” like Downton Abbey, Game of Thrones and Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter on those cameras, but I also have an idea that’s just as good. Picture this: a woman on an airplane telling drastic lies to get more peanuts. Also, in this world, headphones and blankets don’t exist. (I know. Super good ideas are just inside of me alot.)
But yeah, even if you promise not to drop the camera, they still won’t show you them. Even if you slide the guy FIVE DOLLARS…. They’re keeping those babies in the back.
Gethard here. Wanted to fill you in on what’s going on with TCGS and what you can expect in the coming months.
LOVE YOU BACK, TCGS. This made my day.
Been reading Brothers Hines reddit AMA all throughout today. There was most definitely some great improv advice, but my favorite favorite FAVORITE part of the thing was also the dumbest part. I laughed for a solid 5 minutes at this:
warwickmumphrey: Heyo Will man y u been hidin? heard u made da trip out so I had Trey-P buy all kines a bottles a shit n but ened up havin to drink em ouselves - Trey-P in a coma now. Plus i got dem komodo’s chillin in my spot, when u think u can pick em up? Parently things change since our Myami dayz.
will hines: Hello Warwick. Yes, I’ve been busy. We gotta hang out. That’s my bad.
And as for me? Well, now, I’ve got to go. I’m on my way to my bathroom mirror to do a solo performance piece based off of this exchange. Wish me luck. My toothbrush has been a nasty audience participant as of late.
You and maybe one other person comes to my apartment. A Saturday or Sunday morning. We’ll say once a month. We write for HOURS. (Yes it has to be hours. We commit to it.)
Celebrate with a bottle of whiskey on me that we absolutely must finish.* Dedicated to our hard work. After boozing for a bit we write one more thing and drink more, laugh at how dumb/ genius it is, order pizza and watch SNL re-runs?
THIS SEEMS LIKE A SMART IDEA BUT I MEAN I DON’T KNOWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
* no presh to drink actually. More for me ;)