Showing posts with label Entourage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Entourage. Show all posts

Monday, September 12, 2011

With so much drama in the C-L-T...

Vague Snoop Dogg references in our post title aside (Snoop Dogg. You know. The tall black guy from that one Katy Perry song), we've recently been inspired to actually post something new on our long-ignored blog.

One of the fun things about starting this again is revisiting some of our old favorite sources of inspiration. (she's blind! but she can sculpt a head that looks almost nothing like Lionel Richie! wait, that's probably what we would've expected.) Oh yeah, inspiration. Checked out the Comics Curmudgeon for the first time in a couple of years, and found this delicious post, including a winner from Mark Trail, QOTD's favorite ass-kicking naturalist.

He's so bad-ass he exclaims everything he says - even when being attacked by a goose in the strip below (unlike Fabio, who probably just wept gently, when hit by a bird).

Periods are for weaker men.

As much as we love Mark Trail, that's how much we grew to hate Entourage after about the second season. Since the show mercifully wrapped up its run on HBO this past weekend, we figured we'd pay our respects. What will we do now that it's not on the air? Where will we get our fill of over-privileged, unlikable douche-helmets where there are no consequences for any of their actions? It's like Jersey Shore with less fighting. If only a gaggle of geese would go all Mark Trail on their asses. With an exclamation point, no doubt.

This CollegeHumor video so aptly satirizes Entourage's pitiful "dramatic situations" that I might as well just let it speak for itself. If only they'd had someone 2 feet shorter playing tough guy E, who was always the most excruciating of the bunch.

Now for today's quote, from our friend Sterling Archer, who could teach Bank of America management how to motivate an employee:

Archer: "Stop. Shut up. I have to go, and If I find one single dog hair when I get back, I'll... rub sand in your dead little eyes."
Woodhouse: "Very good, Sir."
Archer: "I also need you to go buy sand."
Woodhouse: "Yes, Sir."
Archer: "I don't know if they grade it, but... coarse."

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

quote of the day (September 10, 2008)

This is this blog's 100th post already. We wish we could have a star-studded musical episode, like many mediocre TV comedies might attempt, but alas, unless we're at karaoke singing Spinal Tap's Big Bottom, we're not much for musical numbers.

Talk about mudflaps, my girl's got 'em!

However, speaking of mediocre comedies, the fifth season of Entourage is back on HBO. This show was funny at one point, but has been painful to watch for at least the last season and a half. Take away Jeremy Piven's frantic agent Ari Gold and his assistant Lloyd (Rex Lee) and you basically have a group of unlikeable douchebags and their uninteresting problems (that all get solved within 30 minutes). Luckily, I got rid of HBO after they lost The Wire, The Sopranos and Deadwood, so I'm never tempted to see if Entourage has ceased sucking.

(ranting is fun.)

So, making another awkward transition, let's remember back to when HBO had truly great shows on its network, like this one:



From HBO's Fraggle Rock, in a quote that could certainly describe today's QOTD:

Mokey Fraggle: "It was rapturous!"
Red Fraggle: "Is "rapturous" the same as "boring"?"
Wembley Fraggle: "I don't think so."
Red Fraggle: "Then she's wrong."