Tag Archives: Brits

An Egregious Decline In Funniness

One of my favorite TV shows of all time is the British bizarro-comedy League of Gentlemen (first season only). The show follows several characters who live in the small town of Royston Vasey. Almost all of the major characters are played by the same set of actors who make up the comedy troupe from whose name the show’s title was taken. The first season of the show is dark humor at its finest. The residents of Royston Vasey are a disturbingly hilarious bunch who leap prodigiously over the line separating eccentric and insane–characters such as Pauline, the unemployment counselor who treats her students like remedial third-graders; Harvey Denton, the toad- and masturbation-obsessed man who chastises his nephew Benjamin for having the gall to drop a deuce in the bathroom; and Hilary Briss, the butcher who peddles a mysteriously addictive meat to those select patrons who are in the know. Continue reading

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Eating Meat Is Cruel? Pish Posh!

On Saturd ay I went to a party at a friend’s new apartment. Meats were grilled, beers were swilled, and a good time was had by all. Point being, one of my friends responded to a comment by his girlfriend with “pish posh!” I was inspired. I say that all the time and would like to imagine that it is spreading thanks to my (over)use of the term. In fact, when it was said, my lady friend and I turned to each other, our eyes wide with glee, and said “pish posh! fuck yeah!”
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