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In which we tell you about awesome things that you must look into and enjoy.

Watch “Wet Hot American Summer”.

When I espouse the greatness that is WHAS, there are still some people that think I am recommending the world’s funniest porno. “Wet Hot American Summer” however, is one of the funniest non-pornographic films I have ever seen. It is a masterful symphony of silliness, irony, dick and fart jokes, stellar acting performances and awkward moments. Aside from the comedic stars (Michael Ian Black, Paul Rudd, Amy Poehler), plenty of unfunny actors give simply stellar performances (Christopher Meloni, Janeane Garofalo). The first time I watched this film, I almost died laughing. The second time, I did. I then came back to life as a zombie and watched it a third time. Upon my fourth viewing, I laughed so hard that my zombie arms fell off and I had to type this particular paragraph with my nose. So please, ufhasdkj hkjsdffsddj  lsadffkj s dhjk. – JKRENMM

DOWNLOAD VIDEO GAME DEMOS

I saw a TV show when I was a kid that featured a guy explaining how to go on the cheapest date ever. Part of the date was going to a Baskin Robbins, and buying a waffle cone for fifteen cents. He then proceeded to ask the clerk for a sample bite of each flavor. He wiped each sample bite on to the cone, resulting in a normal sized scoop of ice cream with 31 different flavors. This accomplishes two things: A) the obvious goal of spending next to nothing but still getting something, and B) never getting bored of any one specific flavor. I realized not so long ago that video games aren’t for me. And the more immersive they try to become, the more they lose me. I get bored almost instantly. But demos are the perfect length. I play them, I beat them, they tell me I can play more if I purchase the full game, I politely say “no thank you” out loud to my empty bedroom, and then move on. I don’t even have demos to recommend. Even the bad ones don’t give you enough to make it a true waste of your time. Just pick one that looks slightly less boring than the rest, pay no money for it, and semi-enjoy. It’s the perfect crime. – RH

Madman

I think we can all agree that everyone lived better in the past. AIDs were only for the Godless sodomites, cigarettes didn’t give you cancer yet, and everybody got their own drinking fountain. It’s no coincidence then that the Golden Age of comics took place in the past instead of right now. Everyone loved when all super heroes had to do was punch racist caricatures of countries we were at war with and disarm those round bombs with the long fuses. Fortunately for us, there’s a man out there named Mike Allred who remembers those Golden Age comics and wants us to have our own. He writes and draws a comic called Madman, and it’s gorgeous. At its heart madman is a lighthearted callback to the Golden Age comics everyone loves. It’s also the exact opposite of that. If you’ve ever thought to yourself “I like cheesy sixties superman, but what if in like the first page ever of a superman comic he straight up ate somebody’s eyeball?” then Madman is definitely the comic for you and you probably shouldn’t be around children or on the internet. Madman carries a slingshot and a yoyo, occasionally travels through time, and loves a goodhearted redhead woman. He’s also dead, isn’t always sure what’s real and occasionally does stuff like eat eyeballs. Every single Madman arc is a mixture of campy retro fun and violent psychedelic mind-fucking. The Campiness isn’t forced or over the top. The violence isn’t forced. The characters are amazing, the stories are memorable and the artwork is solid. Email me if you want to read it and I’ll send you all of mine…ladies.-DT