Preceded by "I Gotta Go", where contestants are handcuffed to the bar, chug cucumber mojitos, and then vie to be the last one with dry pants.

My Netflix list is littered with these, all as yet unwatched.

A mashup of failed Chicago mayoral candidate Chuy Garcia at the podium, dubbed with lines from The Fountainhead!

Always Sunny in Philadelphia, perhaps?

Sorry I can't make it. I'm allergic to peanut oil.

I bet this site will be Hospitallierable to such jokes.

I upvoted for the excellent phonetic representation.

"Hey, hey, hey. Look everybody, I'm getting down to this sick beat! But I don't have to sing on key, because *I'm Taylor Swift*!"

I thought canola *was* rape(seed).

I was at an Oracle software conference last week, and James Franco was the "keynote" speaker. It was an interview (with a terrible interviewer), and he prattled and humblebragged and namedropped for 20 minutes after every question, through nearly-squinted-shut eyes. About halfway in, a few of the full-capacity crowd…

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

A paramedic who specializes in head-reattachement.

Lego version of the Downfall argument scene, perhaps, Mein Kommentierleiter? With the Lego Hitler complaining about Great Job, Internet?

"Say 'Cut' again! I dare you! I DOUBLE DARE YOU!!!"

Durst: "DeGuerin, my wallet's in my right front pocket. Oh, and I'll take that statue of justice, too."

I would think ejaculating is the *last* thing you'd want to do when your balls are in a vise.

(Please do not require @Dikachu:disqus to jump on the trampoline.)

*That* would be telly. I mean, telling.

Great Collage, Internet; Did You Make That In Art Class?

Lynch finds contract numbers not in the black, lodges complaint