I know I do. Loggins and McDonald taking it to Hall and Oates is as good as gold. But here’s the thing you have to know…
When two lame-o’s, famous lame-o’s, but lame nevertheless lame people decide that they don’t like each other. You get things like this…
- “We’ve all seen these baseball playoff commercials where Dane Cook pretends to be such a big baseball fan, even though we’re not sure if he could pick Albert Pujols out of a police lineup … so this week’s host is shooting one of those the baseball commercials, except he keeps screwing up the names really badly (absolutely butchers Rivera, Papelbon, Pujols, Sabathia, etc). And the director has to keep interrupting him. And then it goes on for three minutes.”
A one-note joke going on for three minutes? You would think that it wouldn’t be worth your time. You would be polite and say to the quasi-famous man that he’ll think about it. And then you would never mention it again.
But not Seth Meyers (click the link). Seth Meyers was thinking to himself, “that comedian Dane Cook has not bean ripped on! To the writers room tootsweet! By jove, this has potential to be a ripping yarn!”
And you know what? It was the prototype of your shitty Saturday Night Live sketch.
HOORAY!
I hate you comedy, and I hate all that you stand for. You made me cry.
And another acceptable excuse? We don’t have a Dane Cook impersonator. I almost want to see Good Luck Chuck in solidarity.
But I’d rather kill myself.
