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The guys from Improv Everywhere turn a carousel full of little kids into a competitive horse race complete with commentators and many lulz.
The jockey is also joined by a trumpet player and the crowd just gawp on in a “lol-wut?” kind of way. You’ve got to love these guys, wish they’d come to London.
Internet rapper Dan Bull begins his commercial career by making a song for online vintage clothing store Thrifty Beatnik, which could just as easily describe the man himself. No?
And it’s his usual style of wit and charm all uttered with an unmistakable English accent that sounds a little bit like that guy from The Streets.
The fourth of July just passed — that date that celebrates the Tom Cruise movie where he plays a cripple — so what better way to stir up some of the old passions than interviewing an Englishman who knows his American culture like he knows his way to the dentist.
But anyway, we all know that the US is so young it doesn’t really have much of a history; it fought some wars, didn’t fight some other wars, that’s about it. Whereas good ol’ Blighty is rich in historical wealth with its castles, its country houses, its imperialism.
This couldn’t be any more in-your-end-o if it contained Sid James in a toga juggling Barbara Windsor’s funbags in the British countryside.
It’ll take all your concentration and brain power to try and work out what it is they’re actually going on about with regards to the actual game, rather than just talking absolute filth to one another.
It was a dark day for the anchormen and women of the British news programmes as they sat shuffling awkwardly in their seats waiting to report on nothing.
Yes, it was the day that nothing was happening anywhere in the world, so the news people had nothing to do but stand around and try to look like they weren’t just a waste of salary.
Two speeches, from two very different men, both duelling with each other but one flies as high as King Kong atop the moon, the other flops like Hugh Hefner’s love life without Viagra.
One has the lines “Twat the fuckery out of them” and “Let’s? set fire to tears!”, the other doesn’t. One has Malcolm Tucker, the other has a soft-faced Tory d-bag.
Look it’s that bloke off the telly, what’s his name, Terry Christian, but he’s let himself go. No, not Terry Christian that other one, Mark Lamarr, but he’s really fucking let himself go.
No, sorry, not Mark Lamarr that other guy, the singer. You know, that’s it, Edwyn Collins… but he’s let himself go. No, not that man, but a 1930s newspaper cartoon of tarzan’s face, which has? let itself go.
The cruelty that can only come from the infantile, underdeveloped minds of young children is beautifully displayed in this old PBS (Public Broadcasting Service) special.
Watch with depressing sadness as poor Eileen, who just wanted to show off her new perm, is instead ridiculed by her supposed class mates by calling her a — wait for it — black person, who’s then so insulted she can barely live.
