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BENSON WINS!Former butler upsets incumbent Governor of unnamed state January 5, 2001 |
The East Coast Tony Fuggit/AP Former Butler Benson DuBois
Patient voters in the state have waited since 1986 for the new Governor to be named, when Benson DuBois, former Lt. Governor of the state, ran a "very close race" against the state's incumbent Governor James Gatling, whom he had worked under since fall of 1979. The two were very close friends over the years, which made the race very comedic for all, with moments of poignant drama.
"This has been a long, trying time for us all," DuBois said in a press conference in the state capitol yesterday. "Fortunately, before the results were announced, the Governor and I reflect...
t long last the recount is over, and former Lt. Governor Benson DuBois has been named Governor of the state in which he resides, which could not be ascertained at press time. Patient voters in the state have waited since 1986 for the new Governor to be named, when Benson DuBois, former Lt. Governor of the state, ran a "very close race" against the state's incumbent Governor James Gatling, whom he had worked under since fall of 1979. The two were very close friends over the years, which made the race very comedic for all, with moments of poignant drama. "This has been a long, trying time for us all," DuBois said in a press conference in the state capitol yesterday. "Fortunately, before the results were announced, the Governor and I reflected fondly on all the capers we've had since our debut in politics and have pledged to support the winner, who we can now safely say is me. Now if that lunkhead Clayton and the people will agree to do the same, we can move this great state forward into the next millenium." Benson, as he is commonly known, has delighted audiences of political candidacies everywhere with his rags-to-riches tale that is almost too lucky to be believed. Starting off as the Governor's butler in 1979, he is frequently suspected to have played a major role in all aspects of state policy and concerns. Eventually Benson was appointed Lt. Governor, where his role in politics increased even as situations became even wackier. Benson has also given back to the community, teaching his illiterate basketball star nephew how to read and educating the Governor's daughter on the dangers of sneaking out to go to a rock concert. The new Governor-Elect is expected to appoint major state positions in the next few weeks, including Gretchen Krause as the Secretary of Staying the Hell Out of My Face. When pressed for comment, the Governor-Elect would not disclose what state he presides over. the commune News is not part of the Jew-run media but does enjoy several Jew-run bingo games and massage parlors. Lil Duncan is the commune's senior correspondent and a really boring verse of "The Name Game."
 | Gore Petitions Supreme Court: "BULLSHIT!"Gore pleads in vain to have election declared "Bullshit!" December 14, 2000 |
Washington, D.C. Mac Tiggly/AP Vice President Al Gore
"You know it, the American people know it, who are you kidding?" Gore stated in a formal request before the Supreme Court. "I believe the American people have spoken, and though a clear mandate has not been issued, I am willing to accept the appointment of George W. Bush as our next President. I only ask of you--come on!"
The declaration of "Bullshit!," though it would not affect the outcome of the election at all, would reportedly ease the mind of Gore and Gore supporters and Democrats of the nation as a whole.
"You know it's bull...
he presidential election of 2000 now clearly decided in favor of George W. Bush, Vice President Al Gore pleaded in vain for the Supreme Court to declare the election "Bullshit!" "You know it, the American people know it, who are you kidding?" Gore stated in a formal request before the Supreme Court. "I believe the American people have spoken, and though a clear mandate has not been issued, I am willing to accept the appointment of George W. Bush as our next President. I only ask of you--come on!" The declaration of "Bullshit!," though it would not affect the outcome of the election at all, would reportedly ease the mind of Gore and Gore supporters and Democrats of the nation as a whole. "You know it's bullshit," Gore told the Supreme Court. "Now you owe it to your conscience, and to the American people, to make it a matter of public record." Gore, who is the only presidential candidate of the twentieth century to win the popular vote and lose the election in the electoral college, is being called a "sore loser" by Republican party officials and several bumperstickers on worn-down Ford pickups. "This is just another case of a hen staying in the coop long after the rooster done got gone," President-Elect Bush mused, sitting on the porch in a rocking chair in shit-smattered overalls with a large piece of straw in his mouth. Bush mopped his forehead with a greasy bandana and added, "Show's over, fella. Time to pack up and let me be president. There's always another 'lection in six years." Without a clear majority of the voting population behind him, the W. Bush presidency already stands on shakey ground. A declaration of "bullshit!" would put an even darker cloud over the incoming hillbilly. "It is not the nature, nor the duty of the Supreme Court to call bullshit bullshit," stated Chief Justice William Rhenquist, believed to be responsible for major bullshit himself. "It is an issue for the American people. We amongst the Court can not even agree ourselves, who are we to declare? O'Connor says it's horseshit; Breyer claims it's made him apeshit." Rhenquist then excused himself to the Supreme Court chambers, where Clarence Thomas was being forced to dance for nickels. The Supreme Court is expected to hand down an official ruling within the next week, although the decision is already being described as "fucked up." Red Bagel is the commune's fearless news editor and unabashed window shopper. Ramon Nootles is not fucking around with you, got it?
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 January 16, 2001 People Think I'm Johnny Carsonthe commune's Rok Finger keeps it real on the state of the nation's wet bars The most hilarious thing happened the other day, faithful readers.
As is per usual, I was on the phone to odor the special deodorant I use from Quebec. Anyone familiar with me knows I tire of the French fairly quick, and the only thing that irritates me worse is the French-Canadians. A people so wishy-washy about their country of origin shouldn't be allowed independence; I've said it and I stand by it. But the story centers more appropriately around my using a fake voice for this order. Sometimes I enjoy gagging on the French, using a fake voice on a lark and so on.
Well, do you know what this French guy said when I called in my fake voice?
"Johnny Carson! We're happy to service you!"
Keep in mind I never use fake names; that's ju...
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The most hilarious thing happened the other day, faithful readers. As is per usual, I was on the phone to odor the special deodorant I use from Quebec. Anyone familiar with me knows I tire of the French fairly quick, and the only thing that irritates me worse is the French-Canadians. A people so wishy-washy about their country of origin shouldn't be allowed independence; I've said it and I stand by it. But the story centers more appropriately around my using a fake voice for this order. Sometimes I enjoy gagging on the French, using a fake voice on a lark and so on. Well, do you know what this French guy said when I called in my fake voice? "Johnny Carson! We're happy to service you!" Keep in mind I never use fake names; that's just plain unfair. But this French-Canadian fellow assumed I was Johnny Carson JUST BY THE SOUND OF MY VOICE. I can't tell you what a heady accomplishment this was. Already my mind was racing on how to take advantage of this. But I had to be sure it wasn't a joke being played on yours truly. To test, I approached my wife of thirty years, Arvelyn, from behind while she was gardening, cleared my throat, and announced, in my Carson-sounding voice, "I'm looking for Ed McMahon." Well, by gum, Arvelyn spun around with a furor, calling out, "Mr. Carson!" She was a little disappointed to see only her loyal non-Johnny Carson husband there, but once I explained this unique gift I had and the possibilities now open to us, her eyes lit up with as much opportunity as mine. My first thought was to call NBC and tell them I wanted my old job back—surely they'd bounce the thick-chinned yokel running the show now if JOHNNY CARSON said over the phone he wanted his show back! But my next thought was that more than likely NBC had caller I.D. now and would know this was Rok Finger playing a shenanigan. I don't know if there are legal repercussions for getting Jay Leno fired, but I decided to not find out. Unfortunately, every opportunity to garner a position as a celebrity lookalike fell through since it's genuinely required you look AND sound like the celebrity you favor. And while Johnny Carson and I may sound like twin brothers joined at the larynx, he is distinguished and dapper in a midwestern sort of way, while I am hideous and troll-like. So currently we are waiting for a callback from a producer we have called about a Johnny Carson radio show. Carson himself is reportedly a big fan of television, so we stake the likelihood is that he will not be listening to the radio much. Therefore I will be free to run my radio show without fear of repercussions. I have already called Joan Embry and Don Rickles and both are excited to be doing "The Carson Radio Show." I'll keep you informed of possible air dates, though I must impress upon you commune readers to NOT TELL Don Rickles or Joan Embry I'm not Johnny Carson. During the show itself I'll release a small belch and laugh, and that will be our little secret. Just between yourselves and I. º Last Column: Doin' Fineº more columns | 
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Quote of the Day“Fascism is not the devices and mechanisms that force us to our knees, but those who operate in the shadows and convince us "on our knees" is the place we're born. And the first seed of fascism is rent.”
-Crosby in 3F, every first of the monthFortune 500 CookieToday is not your day, buddy—by a horrible bit of luck, your day was exactly six weeks before you were conceived. The good news is you look a lot like William Daniels; the bad news is that doesn't pay much these days. Watch out Thursday, when you're nearly buried in a deluge of Fangoria magazines that have been building up in your closet. Lucky numbers? You want luck? Eat me, sadsack.
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|   Shooting Turns Comic When Bumbling Teens Shoot Each Other in Hilarious Double-Homicide Hi-Jinks BY roland mcshyster 1/1/2001 Good to see you, America! How have you been? Come to think of it, where have you been? If I had to judge by my recent trips to see such blockbusters as Lost Souls and Battlefield: Earth, I'd think moviegoers had gone on strike or something! Let's see a little hussle out there, folks! They can't keep bringing us the magic if we're just going to sit at home watching "Sex in the Cindy" or MASH, now can they?
In Theaters Now:
Almost Fabulous
The hit British TV show hits the big screen with this story of an aspiring young SNL writer who follows Chris Farley on a cross-country expedition. Along the way he learns the true meaning of love, and also how to fall down a lot. Meanwhile, his mom a...
Good to see you, America! How have you been? Come to think of it, where have you been? If I had to judge by my recent trips to see such blockbusters as Lost Souls and Battlefield: Earth, I'd think moviegoers had gone on strike or something! Let's see a little hussle out there, folks! They can't keep bringing us the magic if we're just going to sit at home watching "Sex in the Cindy" or MASH, now can they?
In Theaters Now:
Almost Fabulous
The hit British TV show hits the big screen with this story of an aspiring young SNL writer who follows Chris Farley on a cross-country expedition. Along the way he learns the true meaning of love, and also how to fall down a lot. Meanwhile, his mom and her best friend do a lot of coke and go skiing. Trust me, it's funny in an "English" kind of way.
Beboozled
Spike Lee finally goes the Eddie Murphy route and and becomes a white man (with some help from special effects magician Jim Bakker) who says some funny things in Spanish. Martin Lawrence is a stitch as the sexy she-devil who tricks Lee into trading his soul for the key to Bill Cosby's vault of "Our Gang" episodes. This is a probing social critique about how hard it is to be a black person wearing a rubber white person suit in America today.
The Legend of Bagger Vance
Tom Cruise and Adam Curry star in this inspiring tale of the grocery store bagger who rose above his humble aisle-mopping beginnings to dethrone his nemesis as the quickest bread-loaf masher in three counties. The rumor mill has it that Cruise really became a meth fiend to add authenticity to Vance's pre-shift crank sessions in the front seat of his Camaro.
Requiem for a Dreamcast
Toy Story and The Brave Little Toaster meet in this kid pleaser about a young boy's obsolete video game systems coping with the threat of a new Playstation 2 in their bedroom. When the chips are down, these clunkers prove that what they lack in vector units and rastar conversion they more than make up for in heart, gumption, semi-functional light guns and somewhat dangerous cords that were chewed by the dog. By the end, little Billy comes to realize that newer isn't always better, and that old Genesis is still good for propping open the back door when his dog doesn't come home one night.
The Watcher
This harrowing tale of weight loss mixes Atom Egoyan's confrontational style with Mike Meyers' taste for the macabre. The result is as gripping as it is placid. A must-see for anyone who's ever made their weight-loss shake with Chunky Monkey and a Skor bar, this pot-boiler's got it's Oscar shoes on!
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Committed
Can Heather Graham (with chest midgets in tow) keep this bickering Irish pub band together and pull them back from the brink of disintigration on the eve of their greatest success? Nope.
Drowning Boner
Looking to escape the pressures of superstardom, former "Growing Pains" star Andrew Koenig moves to the small town of Small Hampton, New Hampshire and starts a lawn care service called "Stabone's Stones". His welcome wears thin, however, after the locals tire of his continual public outbursts of "Don't you REMEMBER me? I'm Boner!" and eventually one of them does him in via a suspicious turnstile "accident". Always compelling, whether he's playing the imposing Godfather in "The Godfather" or the mob's psychotic muscle midget in "Goodfellas", Danny DeVito is gripping as the local sheriff grasping at straws to unravel this mystery.
Reindeer Games
Aiming to be the Grinch Who Stole Christmas Box-Office from the upcoming James Cagney vehicle "The Grinch", this Christmastime treat features red-hot comedian Howie Mandel (and a team of Silicon Valley effects technicians) as everyone's favorite red-nosed reindeer, Rudy! This time though, Rudy's story has a 90's twist, and some cursing! Will this effort continue Mandel's can't-miss streak even further? In a word: Maybe. Co-starring Charlize Theron as Ashley Judd.
Snow Day
Don't call it a comeback, because this Canadian reggae-rapping teen sensation has been here for years. Now Snow's ready to inform us in his big-screen debut, and your mother has most definitely been given word. When aliens from deep space invade earth and smoke the president in a giant doobie, it's up to our hero to confound them with his indecypherable rhymes and crush them under truck-loads of bargain-bin copies of his debut CD, "12 Inches of Snow". Not since Brian Bosworth has a newcomer lit up the screen quite like this.
Terms of Engagement
Never before has a film been a more perfect hybrid of two winning formulas than this meld of Father of the Bride and Terms of Endearment. Steve Allen reprises his role here hilariously as the nervous father presiding over his gay son's first wedding. Tommy Anderson-Lee and Samuel Taylor Coleridge upstage the screen as the interracial gay couple who just can't seem to decide on a china pattern, with touching results.
Join us again next month when we take a look at the cultural wonders awaiting us behind the iron curtain, with Russian classics such as ÐøÞ¿ and ߶ðœ©! Keep an eye open for more exciting foreign releases like "Rugrats in Paris" and "Little Nicky", too! Bon Voyage, Amigos!   |
