SIT DOWN: These Stand-Up comics are so….wait what’s the opposite word of funny?

First, there’s this buffoon in the photo above (just look at his tats, shirt, ’stache, etc.) in case you need convincing. Then comes a guy ranting about Scientology, and he can’t manage to make that laughable. Finally, something about a uterus lined with tequila salt. 

WE HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WE’VE BEEN WATCHING HERE BUT…

It’s been playing on a loop in our cranial cavity somewhere behind our eye sockets, between our ears, and has burrowed into our brainstem. Our gray matter is now more of a muted technicolor. We wholesale are moving there.

MONKEE SEE, MONKEE DID A SH*T-LOAD.

Michael Nesmith was the richest Monkee and not just because his mom invented Wite-Out (True dat, but that’s another story for another time). Not only could he stand erect but his contributions to pop and country rock are bananas, in the best way.

SHAKE

Every once in a while, we have a mixed bag of SHAKE.

Exactly no one on planet Earth should wear this on a treadmill except, amazing- HER.

Kind of amazing and kind of annoying at the same time- HIM.

More annoying than amazing- IT.

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