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Mel Gibson’s best performance in decades!


I don’t know what all of the fuss is about. I think people are mostly misinterpreting Mel. He’s really not all that bad. In order to help clear the air, End Happy has released an illustrated version of his first phone call tirade.

To our friends in China…

Recent events involving Google and Chinese government censorship could have far-reaching implications. I’d like to share some of my thoughts on this sensitive subject with the people of the People’s Republic.

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The Health Care: What does it mean for your stupid, stupid family?

President Obama and the Democrats’ The Health Care thing is happening this week. Here is a look at what that thing is all about and when you can expect some differences.

Starting January 1, 2011, prostate exams will be administered in Spanish.

A majority of Americans receive health insurance through their employers. If you eat an entire Tombstone pizza for breakfast, you can expect to feel like a disgusting fat slob with zero self-control for the remainder of the work day.

The legislation’s $938 billion cost is paid for by new taxes on wealthy Americans and on luxury goods such as lemon juice, maple syrup, and cayenne pepper, but only when those good are purchased in combination, by college-educated adults who should know better.

Small business owners who run Internet startups are now required to move out of their parents’ house and get serious about life.

HMOs are barred from dropping patients if they get sick. A controversial loophole allows HMOs to continue rolling their eyes at patients who use the word “sick” in reference to a motorcycle or UFC knockout punch.

Your insurance policy will cover a range of preventive services, including vaccines, routine physicals, and therapy to get to the bottom of what’s preventing you from eating like a normal human being. An entire Tombstone pizza for breakfast. Jesus fucking Christ.

Burying the lead

And Harvard University dropout Yama Rahyar discusses his new question, “Holy shit, children have careers?”

A brief history of movie titles shoehorned into movie dialogue

Dr. Emmett Brown: We have to go back, Marty. BACK … TO THE FUTURE.

Back to the Future

Henry Hill: You know, we always called each other GOODFELLAS. Like you said to somebody, “You’re gonna like this guy. He’s all right. He’s a GOODFELLA. He’s one of us.” You understand? We were GOODFELLAS.

Goodfellas

Sidney Deane: Billy, listen to me. WHITE MEN CAN’T JUMP.

White Men Can’t Jump

Luke Skywalker: Look out, R2! There’s all kinds of STAR WARS going on out here.

Star Wars

Scarlett O’Hara: Rhett, Rhett, Rhett! If you go, where shall I go? What shall I do?

Rhett Butler: Frankly, my dear, seeing as I’ll be GONE WITH THE WIND by that time, I don’t see how that concerns me any longer.

Gone With the Wind

Johnny: Why don’t you drop that zero, and get with a guy who’s COOL AS ICE?

Cool as Ice

Detective Nick Curran: Did you ever do drugs with Mr. Boz?

Catherine Tramell: Sure.

Detective Nick Curran: What kind of drugs?

Catherine Tramell: I could answer that question, but my BASIC INSTINCT is to expose my vagina right now.

Detective Nick Curran: That seems gratuitous, but okay.

Basic Instinct

Nell: NELL! NELL! NELL! NELL! NELL! NELL!

Nell

It’s so cold at McD

Yo, yo, yo, homies and homettes. Has ya herd about Mickey D’s 365black?

Like the unique African Baobab tree, which nourishes its community with its leaves and fruit, McDonald’s has branched out to the African-American community nourishing it with valuable programs and opportunities.

That’s right. Here at McDonald’s, we understand that you have to be black 365, 24/7. And we want to nourish you. That’s why, for a limited time, we’ve brought back the world-famous McRib sandwich. Also, we need labor to mop our floors, scrub our bathrooms, and spit in our cheeseburgers.

Once you feel adequately nourished, why not head over to Budweiser’s African American Bud. Check out 30 paintings of African kings and queens they’ve been collecting since the 1970s. You’re African-American, right? That must mean you’re interested in that kind of thing. I know I am.

(ED: While not an African-American, Mr. Cabron does exhibit a sincere love of paintings of kings and queens of all races, creeds, and islands).

Stabisode 1. Disrespectful times call for a respectful hero, with a knife.

It started with a whisper in the night. Well, not so much whisper as a double stabbing. And it was early morning, not nighttime.

But the time for concealment, cloaks, and half-measures is, apparently, over. Every day the voices of incivility and harassment grow louder. One man has decided to take a stand. On a table at a park.

Stay tuned.

Rush Limbaugh thanks God for addiction, gay sex

From CNN:

“I actually thank God for my addiction,” he said. “I learned more about myself in rehab than I would have ever learned otherwise…”

“Including my love for gay sex,” the broadcaster continued under his breath. The quote was taken from an NBC interview in which he aggressively tongue-lashed the media for trying to break him.  The gay sex comment was not part of the official interview transcript, but several sources totally swore they heard it and will totally tell you so.

The rotund radio show host, author of several bestselling books, and former television talk show host waved his pudgy finger in the air as he proclaimed the media did not make him, while his jowls waved ferociously, like recently flicked Jell-O™. Delicious lime Jell-O™ snack, which kids sometimes choose to treat like a toy. Hey! That’s food, you fucking brat.

Limbaugh, more pudding than man, went on to claim that the election of Obama has heightened racial tensions and fueled the “race industry.” In a written statement, Bill Lester responded, “NASCAR’s popularity hasn’t really been affected either way since Obama’s been in office. I think the economic situation is our biggest worry. And as far as the other thing goes, I haven’t had any serious problems. Actually, I’ve been getting a lot more thumbs ups and high fives since Obama won.”

Pretentious Rock Band Hero: For those who put their jeans on one skin-tight leg at a time

Amid declining album sales and terrestrial radio’s slow death spiral, the record industry received a much-needed boost this month in the form of Beatles: Rock Band. Sure, it’s utterly predictable that purveyors of generic Top 40 dreck like the Beatles should receive the Rock Band treatment. But what about serious consumers of serious music? Where’s the game for those of us freed from the misguided assumption that rock is supposed to be fun, of all things?

Well, fans of the obscure and the fey, I’m subdued to report the upcoming release of the credibility-preserving Pretentious Rock Band Hero. In Pitchfork Media’s inaugural video game offering, you and your friends play as a band of self-conscious no-names struggling to stay off the map. Do you have what it takes to avoid the poisons of broad crossover appeal and skilled musicianship, at all costs? Can you keep it real long enough to get your own iTunes commercial?prbh

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Memoirs from page 809 of the Amazon bestseller list

“Not Without My Dodder: An Extraordinary Life in the Office of Sen. Chris Dodd.”