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For the better part of my 23 years on this planet, I had it in my head that I was going to be a screenwriter. I was always torn between acting and writing, so screenwriting seemed to be a logical combination. I spent my high school days traveling to New York after school to audition for commercials and get my big break as an extra in some movies. I won’t name drop, but Paul Rudd did touch my face once and we have an inside joke about GILFs (as in, grandmas), but it’s no big deal so just let it go.
Anyway. Being the psycho overachiever that I am, I convinced my guidance counselor to let me do a screenwriting independent study with a teacher who used to work in a writers’ room for sitcoms. All I wanted to do was write for Saturday Night Live (note: still do). His first piece of advice: When something funny happens, write it down. Carry a notebook and a pen constantly, so the moment comedic genius strikes, you can remember it. Comedy is hard to create out nothing, he said. Smart comedy is funny because its basis is reality.
This might actually be one of the best things anyone has ever told me to do. I kept a log of quotes, situations, and people that I found funny through high school, through college, and through the past year of my adulthood. I have the makings of a goddamn comedic revelation here. After swiping through some of my notes, I rounded up the best out-of-context tidbits I could find. And they’re anonymous because I’m not in a place where I’m ready for my friends to hate me yet.
“If you dance with me right now I’ll let you put it in my butt.”
“I think my chest is so hairy because my dad used to make me do stuff that puts hair on your chest, like lift and take out the garbage.”
“He went to Yale and Cornell. That’s someone I want in my vagina.”
“Who needs a man when you have some brisk wind?”
“I love breakups because that means there’s another single guy for me to hump.”
“How much do you think it would cost to get James Blunt to play at my birthday party?”
“Which lucky chick is getting this average white dick tonight? ‘Bout to underwhelm the shit out of you.”
“He’s selfish in life and in bed.”
“I don’t think I can even look at him without getting pregnant.”
“My theory is just be your worst self for the first two weeks and then after that, it only gets better. Best way to weed out the weak.”
“Life is better bent in half.”
And my favorite quote a friend said about me: “You’re like a house cat because you disdain everyone’s existence from the minute you meet them.” (They weren’t wrong.)
P.S. SNL , if you’re reading this, I’m three blocks over. .
Did they dance?
I would’ve cut a rug all night with that girl.
And that, Crash Jr., is how I met your stepmother
And why you don’t have an out-of-wedlock 1/2 sibling.
This brought back fond memories of Knox’s “The Stupidest Things My Friends Have Said In The Last Week”
Damn, man. A PGP classic.
Did we ever find out what happened to Knox and Brian? I’m assuming they were victims of restructuring at Grandex, Inc.
Grandex isn’t in my basement.
Squints grew up and married Wendy Peffercorn. They have nine kids. They bought Vincent’s Drugstore, and they still own it to this day.
I kind of hope all the really sexual ones are from the same friend. She sounds frisky.
Just looked at mine— porn star years and do years are the exact same thing
You stole the “can’t even look at him without getting pregnant” from New Girl. I know the episode number that Jess says it in if you think I’m bullshitting. You, sir, are a fraud.
Didn’t you say you were into meat heads? I was expecting better, far better.