A Collection of my Failures: A Comedy Blog



I'm a twentysomething who dabbles in improv, sketch, and stand up. I'm a funny person by nature, and an unfortunate person by circumstance. Here, you'll find a lot of comedy content. Saturday Night Live, Parks and Recreation, 30 Rock, Portlandia, The Office, How I Met Your Mother, any and all things Apatow, Children's Hospital, Party Down, etc. I also post some Mad Men, and 90s.

I think D2 The Mighty Ducks is the best movie ever made.


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I can’t stand these fucking people with these fucking family window stickers on their cars a murderer is gonna come into your fucking house and you’re gonna try to hide your kids in the fucking closet and he’s gonna be like naw bitch I saw your fucking mini van I know you have six more kids where are they



i feel so uncomfortable 

what the fuck is this

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Peeta is the Capitols weapon.

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My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.

And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.

Elizabeth Bear - My Least Favorite Trope (via feministquotes)

Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup. And this is why I read a LOT of YA fantasy fiction.

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A 70 years old Fred Astaire stealing the show at the 42nd Academy Awards, 1970 [x