Well, that was sheer perfection.

The Boy Next Door is the movie that, based on its "How Did This Get Made?" episode, sounds dumb and crazy and fucking awesome.

He's a legend just for that brutal receipt he gave to punk-ass JBL.

There's a cheat code to teleport the rock to the top of the mountain! …aaand it just rolled back down.

Bling bling, bitch. I do my own thing, bitch.

One senior citizen who thinks it's still 1954 and who has a fax machine.

Wake up, sheeple!

BWO

Yeah! That's why you're the judge and he's the law talking guy.

Holy shit, this cracked me up. Well done, sir or madam.

Ooooh, fuck yeah.

Tyler, The Creator

MAAAAAAATLOOOOOOOOCK!

And surprise witnesses, each more surprising than the last.

Remember when the notion that "InfoWars has high-placed sources at the White House" could immediately be dismissed as typical InfoWars craziness? Oh, what heady days those were….

I assume this all ends with Alex Jones' lawyer sighing and saying, "I move for a bad court thingy."

Stop eating people's old French fries, pigeon. Have some self respect! Don't you know you can fly?

Remember—Klemon is a combination of Kenneth and Lemon.

So they've stretched the well scenes from Whiskey Tango Foxtrot into a feature-length film. Yay?

Yeah, if anything, she's gonna start calling it TheBlaze420 and claim she sold weed, which is far less embarrassing than being a dumb shouty person for Glenn Beck.