Sunday, December 5, 2010

The reason for the season





















If I was a drunken, coked-out, amoral teevee exec, I would totally turn this odd couple into the worst sitcom to hit the airwaves since the last worst sitcom.

15 comments:

okjimm said...

Stuff!!! get rid of the clowns.... man, I WANT that bike!!!!!!

BDR said...

Just cause you're not a teevee exec doesn't mean you can't achieve the rest of your dream.

sunshine said...

Would the Theme song be "Highway To Hell"?

((Hugs))
Laura

Demeur said...

Now you've done it! You just gave away plot to the NBC Christmas special. And they had so hoped to turn it into a series with spinoffs. So much for the action figures too.

Tengrain said...

Graves, you swine! Which one is the Kardashian?

Regards,

Tengrain

Tom Harper said...

A sitcom starring America's two favorite anagrams: Satan and Santa. I think it'll work.

Liberality said...

Ha! It could be no worse than any of the other drivel the networks, and TV in general, indoctrinate the masses with.

David Barber said...

And I'd watch it!

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

I suppose they had Rudolph and company for dinner?
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Susan Tiner said...

That is too goofy for words.

I love the photo in the previous post. Please take more pictures :-).

S.W. Anderson said...

It's been a long time since "When Things Were Rotten" aired, but that doesn't mean it can't be topped, or more accurately, bottomed. It's among the all-time 25 worst, as compiled by the Chicago Tribune.

I think it's time for a reality show about a librarianista who rides the wheelie bus, digs soccer and death metal, actually hates Starbuck's, and blogs with impunity.

La Belette Rouge said...

You know that I was seriously thinking about writing how Kleinian the split of Satan/Santa is for my Psych Today posts. You make me wish I had.

thatgirl said...

Could you call it "Keeping up with the Krampuses?"

Randal Graves said...

okjimm, can't have one without the other. Who do you think brings gifts, the stork?

BDR, public access, here I come.

sunshine, naw, too easy. King Diamond's No Presents For Christmas.

demeur, now I know how Wikileaks guy feels like. Minus the sex charges and arrest.

tengrain, you, denizen of Californistan, the home of plastic people, can't tell?

tom, America loves a Manichean story.

liberality, but unlike that garbage dump, mine will be cutting-edge, story-driven entertainment!

david, glad someone else 'round here has low standards.

if, dessert following a main course of run-over-grandma.

susan t, another person with low standards, we thank you this holiday season.

SWA, that so-called journalist is a joke. Ernest Angley's 90 and 9 club? With the song stylings of Rocky Lowther, the only man who can, through a single guitar, produce multiple harmony lines? Seriously?

Heeeee is not special to god!

LBR, I knew this blog secretly aspired towards a higher plane of thought, but then I realized I'm as good a pilot as Walnuts.

thatgirl, soon to issue its own credit card. Did you see that blasphemy against Ernest?

Dr. Zaius said...

Santa, Satan, Santa, Satan... **sigh** When will these people learn to spell?