Jesus, I remember when this aired. ‘From the depths of YouTube’? Fuck you, youngins. I’ve spent far too much time on that lawn for you to be trodding all over it in those tennis shoes.
Jesus, I remember when this aired. ‘From the depths of YouTube’? Fuck you, youngins. I’ve spent far too much time on that lawn for you to be trodding all over it in those tennis shoes.
Came looking for this... thanks. Also I’m reading Elvis’ autobiography and just passed the part where he mentioned this.
What the...? How did I not know this happened? And this was back when I actually used to watch SNL regularly, too.
I love this fake-out in-joke version from SNL that ends up getting crashed by a special guest:
I always loved MCA’s sort of early 60s session player look when he played the bass.
It’s my favorite by them, for sure.
“...the album itself isn’t anyone’s favorite by the trio...”
Glenn Ford is the best Pa Kent, but I gotta say John Schneider wasn’t half bad either. Kevin Costner was the worst.
Still the best Lois Lane.
Deal me in?
Sounds similar to my current drinking game “Drink constantly until Donald Trump is no longer President.”
That out-take nearly made spray tea all over my screen.
If you’d have asked me this morning, “Will you be watching a video of Angela Lansbury fudding herself in the bath this evening?”, I’d have probably replied, “...maybe?”
From the advertisements, they’re going to lean right into the whole Dylan McDermott/Dermot Mulroney mess, which I love.
"But the hash was great."
"What the fuck…?"
But Richard Pryor is STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF AFGHANISTAN