This is old… well, internet old. But it makes me laugh, and just in case my reader hasn’t seen it yet, I want to share… Because it makes me laugh. It makes me laugh way too much. One minor complaint, but I don’t want to spoil it, so I’ll complain below.

Don’t spoil the magic by reading my deep, insightful criticism of this near-perfect amalgam of comedy, R&B, country, and hot, hot sexiness… Watch that video up there, then read below… For reals, now.
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Okay, so this is a song chronicling the beautifully erotic love affair between Andy Samburg and an alternate-reality Reba McEntire. I wish it’d just gone on like this was just Reba, not some homeless dude that found a wig. Though I do kind of like the conflicting realities of the song… still, it’d be even more surreal if they just insisted this was the real Reba.

I’ve given this too much thought, I know.

Apparently I missed a Swell Season here in Hell A recently. I liked Once and also saw them at this music festival called Bonnaroo and found them to be delightful. Adding to the delights in this clip is Jason Segel, he of Forgetting Sarah Marshall and How I Met Your Mother (on which he plays a character named Marshall. Wacky.) fame, who sings a fun little song he done wrote about sleeping with Swell Season fans and the size of his penis among other things. He gives out a phone number that he claims to be his, too, so interested folks should call it — but “only if you’re disease free”…

My roommate Will shared this with me a while back, and, well, it’s haunted my dreams almost as much as my waking hours ever since. Note the grace and raw power of KARATE ELVIS. (Be warned: None of this is staged. All examples of Elvis-ian power, specifically power of the neck, are real.)

Seriously, New Zealand Consulate. Why wasn’t I informed? Flight of the Conchords has a new album coming out in a few days entitled I Told You I Was Freaky. Hahaaaa… glorious title. And dig that sexy album art…

Oh, that’s fun. Yeah, the second season felt a little weaker music-wise… but I still love ‘em. And dig that title song! They bring the sexy, and I’m not ashamed to say that it makes me feel… freaky.

Why are you stuck in my head, theme from The Neverending Story??? (I haven’t seen this movie in years, yet the theme popped in my head two hours ago and has yet to vacate.)

Seriously, Limahl, I need to get some sleep, but all I can do is sing along to this creepy tune that won’t leave my brain. I’m bobbing my head and percolating and toe tapping, not laying down for bed.

Damn you, Limahl. Damn you.