Steve Goodie with a great NASCAR parody.
I have never understood the need, or the desire, to
run a 500 mile race with only left hand turns!
At least make it interesting, dribble some 10-40 on
and around the first turn, toss a few dozen sheet metal
screws in the middle of the straights, and get that damned
Slushy Machine to churn out several hundred pounds of
crushed ice you can cover the pit stops with!
Gotta pull in because you’re running out of fuel?
In the front door, right out the back, sideways!
Now THAT’S worth the price of a ticket…

Shane Mauss with a smart set of stand-up relating to
men’s mistaken belief that we’re in charge.
A complete fantasy to be sure.
One little naughty bit about half way through.
Picture it, Snoop Dog sparking one up in a broken
lawn chair…

I was a Donkey Kong master years ago.
Had I known you could have taken out the large monkey
with some plastic explosives I would have cornered the
market in C-4.
You can tell that wasn’t a real storm trooper, he nailed
Kong with a head shot.
From three inches away, but still…

Eugene Chadbourne with a song about not being correct.
About anything, apparently.
We can’t always be right, most of the time would be nice…

This piece by Cy Amundson is hilarious.
I played biddy league basketball when I was a wee zygote.
The coach hated me for not following proper etiquette, I
was always dunking the ball on my opponents.
Nothing says “Your Momma!” quite like a reverse slam
dunk after a between the legs dribble past several defenders.
Let’s all take a moment to chortle over that unlikely scenario!
To be fair I’ve always been a great dribbler, I’ve never made it
to the end of a day without soaking the front of my shirts.
The pictures in my head really resonate when he describes
his situation, any attempt by a ten year old girl at a three
pointer is a visual worthy of a tremendous belly laugh…