Monday, November 30, 2009
Ted's Futuristic Letter Home This Thanksgiving... From the Future.
NOVEMBER 24 YEAR 5 AED
Dear Mouth-Feeders,
I shall not return to our family moonstead this november for Thanksgiving, I am too caught up in the homo sapien revolution. The robotic army has grown strong, and we are running out of fuel for our jet boots. Even his holyness, Will Smith, is losing hope. I fear the worst.
I hope to return home for the new world holidays, to celebrate the mass-moon-migration of the humanitarian radicals in 2011. I have received word from the old world that Sarah Palin-Christ has been officially elected King of Planet America.
I must go, the robots are coming, long live the homo uprising!
-Cpt. Theodore Human
M.S.S. Galileo
Ps. Send more moon cookies.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Ninja Assassin
A lot of buzz has been going around the GCI Headquarters about the new movie Ninja Assassin. I had not really heard about the film so I asked the boys who was in it. Their response: "No one famous". After researching the film on-line, I cannot believe they told me no one. NO ONE? RAIN- KOREAN POP SUPER STAR IS NOT NO ONE!!!!!
Watch these clips and educate yourself about the world famous entertainer Rain.
The Colbert Report | Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c | |||
Stephen vs. Rain | ||||
www.colbertnation.com | ||||
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T.R.'s Puritanical Letter Home this Thanksgiving
Dearest Sisters,
Such delight to hear pleasing word from the homestead! It is a comforting thought indeed to know that much of the family will be gathered in celebration to mark this great day - Christ be praised! Alas, the journey home is a long one and I am needed here in the upstate settlement. The harvest has not been as bountiful as in years past, and there is a talk among the settlers that the coming winter months will be harsh and unforgiving. This strange flu has swept mercilessly across these western territories and our own Captain Williamson has been stricken. Williamson is a wise and fair leader, but in the clutches of this Suinaen plague, many of us fear that he dances on the brink of madness - the villagers need my reassuring presence in these trying times.
We all celebrate this day of thanks differently; although my earthly body will remain here in the settlement, my mind and thoughts shall be of Mother's pumpkin pie, Father's recounting of the fall hunt and the shining joy in young Constance's bright blue eyes as the feast is unveiled. Where'er that feast is prepared, so to shall go my heart.
Your loving brother,
Thaddeus Obediah Ryan
P.S. If the heavenly father so wills it, I am hopeful to make the long journey Eastward for the Christian Winter Holidays. Vouchsafe my love to the family - especially the young ones, oh my how I am sure they have grown!
Friday, November 06, 2009
"Oh my Holy Crap"
We here at GCI are waiting with bated breath for the release of this cinematic masterpiece...
Thursday, November 05, 2009
The Weather Report from Ted
Why does it rain? Must the clouds extemporaneously void their bowels on us? Seemingly without concern they defecate on our innocently exposed heads. I don't pee out of airplane windows or shit upwards... I would ask, of the clouds, the same courtesy.
Or is it Mother Nature crying? Who has hurt her? Is it so terrible that she must cry on everyone's shoulder? She seems to get violently emotional on a regular basis (not unlike a woman). I don't think I would date her, I have enough problems of my own. Perhaps that is why she cries. Sorry Mother Nature, it's not you, it's me, I'm just... not looking for anything too serious right now.
Oh rain, you illusive minx.
Or is it Mother Nature crying? Who has hurt her? Is it so terrible that she must cry on everyone's shoulder? She seems to get violently emotional on a regular basis (not unlike a woman). I don't think I would date her, I have enough problems of my own. Perhaps that is why she cries. Sorry Mother Nature, it's not you, it's me, I'm just... not looking for anything too serious right now.
Oh rain, you illusive minx.
Monday, November 02, 2009
"They Just Tazed The Hulk!"
October, 31st 2009. Rochester, NY.
As we get older, and more mature, it becomes readily apparent that the time for trick-or-treating quickly disappears, like a 'slutty' ladybug's dignity after a few shots of tequila. Nobody wants to be the only one with a real beard in a group of pre-pubescent trick-or-treaters dressed as Al Boreland from Home Improvement. So, what is to replace this remarkable childhood pass time... well, how about some good, ol' fashioned intoxication? Halloween style.
Nothing compares to dressing up like your favorite superhero and getting super "messed" up, or if you're a girl, wearing your underwear and animal ears. And feel free to throw maturity and inhibition completely to the birds. If you dress like Batman and don't talk in a deep raspy voice all night, then you are a failure. If a nice older couple would have thought twice about giving you candy at their door, then you just haven't worked hard enough. If you chose to be Lady-Gaga, and you're wearing pants... unacceptable.
We must, however, bow down to those Halloweeners that go above and beyond, and really make this holiday a special one. This year there was an almost too-real Predator costume on A-street. Nick DiCola spotted this dedicated individual and attempted to shout his excited approval of the detailed costume, when the Predator menacingly turned it's head toward Nick and instantaneously vanished. Another Halloweener, disguised as a "sloppily drunk" criminal, took it upon himself to get into a confrontation with real cops. He stayed in character as a police officer hand-cuffed him and threw him in the back of a real squad car. Bravo, mr. commitment, bravo.
But the MVP award for the night goes to an epic occurrence that a few cast members of GCI, and their friend Betty Boop, had the privilege of witnessing on the way to a costume party. Check this out:
While waiting at a stop light, on the corner of Alexander and East a commotion burst out in front of Monte's Korner. People were running in all directions. All of a sudden the Incredible Hulk, in the midst of a fitful, alcohol-inspired rage, exploded from the crowd followed closely by a group of RPD officers in hot pursuit. Almost simultaneously upon the appearance of the enraged Hulk, he fell to the pavement motionless. An on-looker exclaimed, most appropriately, "HEY! They just tazed the Hulk!" To which the crowd responded with a loud, synchronized chant "HULK! HULK! HULK!" like an inspirational moment in a sports movie. Neither the cause, nor the resolution, of this situation is known. All we do know, is that even though Tanks, Helicopters, and the US Army are no match for the Incredible Hulk... get a few drinks in him, and the RPD can take him down with a taser.
No pictures or videos of this event were found, but watch this, it's funny:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iSYlxzCHvKg
"Sometimes the Big Guys need two shots."
Anyway, we hope you all had a safe and eventful Halloween. Enjoy the leftover candy, and make sure to check out our Thanksgiving shows.
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