Most parodies suck

this one is okay -- and pertinent:

Graduation Festivities

What a (week)end. We had families in town, G-9 turned into a boarding house, excessive drinking took place regularly, a kegger and grill-out (if that's a noun) happened to celebrate a birth, and of course, there was the traditional dramatic reading of the Findlay family x-mas letter eloquently delivered by one Henry Sale.

Part 1:



Part 2:

so what happens

when my boy B-squared and I get together?

lights, cameras, action. you best believe it.

so there we were, just walkin down the (Franklin) street, mindin our own business, tryna keep a low prof(ile). Unbeknownst to us, we'd already been spotted, though, and the news, working on behalf of the public, was absolutely craving our priceless insight into this invasion of gum residue on the Franklin St. sidewalks. Always willing to oblige the masses, we shared our eloquent thoughts to the world, forever captured in this historic video that will live on inspiring future generations. Grab a pen and some tissue paper; you're gonna want to write this down, and you know the tears are gonna flow.

you might gotta turn the volume up loud (watch out for my boy's laugh, though) and you're gonna have to squint. here she is in all her magnificent glory

one guess

who came up with this slogan and whose best friend that is who sticks out to Adam Morrison as the bringer of the most memorable harrassment he recieved all year?

Honest question: is laughing at this wrong?

Vengeance is a lazy form of grief

that is all.

but it's not original.