Showing posts with label I feel honored to present the Fun Bag. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I feel honored to present the Fun Bag. Show all posts

Friday, April 3, 2009

Friday Afternoon Funbag!


I guess you didn't hear, but Icehouse was arrested late last night for being too awesome and revered. And likely shirtless.

So Lattimer and I have teamed up to give you the weekly and much ballyhooed Friday Afternoon Funbag.

We hope to live up to it's honored tradition. Reigning AL MVP Dustin "Luckily I Play a Sport That Requires Hats to Cover My Balding Head" Pedroia is clearly pumped about it.

Frankly, I'm tired of being nice now. Let's do this mother and get out, because it's Friday and I've got the itch.

We here at the Ghost don't much care for ESPN. We do, however, care a great deal about Norm "October?" Macdonald. Here is his legendary 1998 ESPY awards monologue. It's worth skipping work to watch.

And just to make sure we cover all of our pertinent Billy Madison bases, this lady called the shit 'poop.'

Like guns? Don't like pesky and "reasonable" legislation that keeps you from purchasing a gun? Like crazy honkies who have definitely killed someone as a direct result of their negligence? Then this guy is for you.

The imitable Ron Burgundy sharpens his journalistic prowess on UNC Coach Roy "Not the NFL Guys" Williams.

Thumbs up to my good buddy Lance Turner. LT and I have been on TV together and we've each done our share of radio bits in the Natural State. We usually sound something like this.

Old People Playing Sports is as Humorous as it is Uplifting.

Yeah. So. That's it. Get out there and be somebody.

Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.Holla.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Friday Afternoon Fun Bag!


If you find yourself second guessing your sanity when viewing the regular installment of the Friday Afternoon Fun Bag juxtaposed against the non-conventional author of the aforementioned Bag of Fun, guess again. You're sane, and stuff just got weird.

So weird in fact, that Icehouse's boy Jimmie got a little hammered, and then took an exotic vacation with his main squeeze, Terry. It looks like stuff was getting very exotic, indeed.

I'm subbing in for the Icehouse while he's TCB: Taking Care of Bidness.

But I don't want to bore you with pleasantries; let's get to the Fun Bag.

Everyone knows Steve Nash is good. I'm a below-average basketball fan, and even I know that Kanuck can ball. But Steve Nash is also funny. This has been proven in the past, and has been proven as of late as well. Way to go, Honky.

I don't mind Chad Ocho Cinco's antics. I really don't. My one request is that your antics be more than just antics and be genuinely hilarious, as well as original. Ocho Cinco? Meet Stylez G. White. Stylez: 1 - Chad: 0.

I'm fairly certain this has already been FAFB'ed, but with the Holidays nigh, and with many of our friends travelling to The Sunshine State, I felt it appropriate to bring it up again. Oh, the timeless classics; they don't make them like they used to.

Word on the street is that they're making a G.I. Joe movie. These are pretty old, but it would behoove the producers of said film to attempt to make them as close to these cartooned shorts as possible. If you like to laugh, watch these multiple times in a row.

I also suggest googling them and finding more. They too are timeless classics.

And if you're wondering what Maury's up to these days, just ask this guy. Whatever it is, he's pretty pumped about it.

And to close, a Joe Homer shout out. God, Arkansas, you can't help but fulfill the stereotypes that justly plague my every move outside your borders.

Jim Bob was also a state representative, as well as a candidate for the U.S. Senate. I bet he thinks it's cool to be in People Magazine.

So that's it. I did my best. And I think I did alright. So have a good weekend folks. Have some Christmas cheer. Get some Egg Nog. Seriously, it's delicious.