Black-Off
Frustrating as they may be, there are some questions that every human being struggles with. We struggle to find satisfactory answers to queries like: “Who am I?”, “Why are we here?” and “Why do Caucasian office workers in business attire seem so funny to people when they act gangsta?”
Think back, if you will, to 1999’s Mike Judge masterpiece Office Space, which juxtaposed hardcore hip-hop music and street/prison slang popularized by urban black gang culture with cubicle-farm office politics to great comedic effect.
Phrases and behaviors (”snaps”, MC battles, etc…) influenced by young, urban blacks on the streets, but coming from middle-aged whites in office attire, can be funny simply because of the absurdity of the context. The fact that those partaking in parlance they likely will never understand through personal experience establishes that they lack credibility.
You don’t have to get too analytical to find the funny in SketchyComedy’s Black Off, written by and starring Hilarious Hebrew Hal Rudnick (studiofred.com’s Letters To Guccione, Reno 911, The Low Budget Time Machine) and Parodic Persian Artemis Pebdani (superdeluxe.com’s Miss Artemis: Pet Regressor, It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia). When the initial shock and horror leaves, it’s quite funny!
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hehe funny indeed
willthiswork
10 Feb 08 at 5:52 pm
Creamy white mayonaisse fed anglo crackers trying to be cool and soulful.
In the sixties my parents had two wardrobes. Their conservative garanimals for work.
And their hippie outfits for the weekends. God they were embaressing.
It had its benefits. dad and I used to get stoned when I was 15 and listen to Ozzie on Bose 901s. Mom would smoke a joint and try to act like she was on acid.
And then they would send me to bed and watch old reel to reel pornos from europe.
Monday morning they would act like nothing happened.
micky2
10 Feb 08 at 9:03 pm
@Micky: Sounds a lot like Bagel’s upbringing, except they had videocassettes at that point.
Soylent Ape
10 Feb 08 at 10:14 pm
We just got audio cassetes in those days. Vinyl still sounds better.
My parents would give me my own weed. I could smoke it after homework and on weekends. It was groovy
I moved out and got my own place when I was 16 and had a probabtion officer check on me once a month. I started college just before that so I was an exceptional case. Had my own studio, job, AND A 13 YEAR OLD GIRLFRIEND THAT WOULD FUCK THE SKIN OFF MY DICK EVERY WEEKEND
My parents were fucking morons, only when they were together.
micky2
10 Feb 08 at 11:09 pm
Your own weed? That’s wild. Actually, I remember that one of my friends in high school used to dose acid with her parents each weekend. My parents wouldn’t even let me drink coffee until I was in college.
Soylent Ape
11 Feb 08 at 7:24 am
People were lacing weed with all kinds of shit in those days, PCP, Opium, you name it. So my folks just wanted to know where my weed was coming from, what the source was, since they knew I was gonna get some with or without them. Some assholes would spray paraquat around their weed while it was growing to keep bad weeds away.
Not knowing that it was also contaminating their marijuana.
It makes you lungs freeze up and your esophogus collapse.
micky2
11 Feb 08 at 11:07 am
Shhhh…. the internets are sleeping
The Bagel of Everything
11 Feb 08 at 2:00 pm
I’m about to stick the internet’s hand in some warm water.
Soylent Ape
12 Feb 08 at 6:41 am
…Then I’m going to put shaving cream on Cable Television’s hand and tickle his face.
Soylent Ape
12 Feb 08 at 5:05 pm
Quick! Noone ask him what he’ll do to the phone.
The Bagel of Everything
12 Feb 08 at 7:22 pm
Jack off
micky2
12 Feb 08 at 7:34 pm
Nooo…I do that with the XM Satellite Radio receiver.
Soylent Ape
18 Feb 08 at 7:55 pm
Is that why the buttons tend to stick?
Remind me to not ride in your car anymore, k?
The Bagel of Everything
24 Feb 08 at 6:08 pm
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