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The Blockbuster Swindle.

Musin and I decided that since my blog (Quipwhit) and this blog (Absohilare, for those of you who have momentarily forgotten your surroundings) don’t have the same audience we can double post this. I would have posted it over here last week but Musin had something Fancy to show you all so I wrote it on Quipwhit and we decided we would post it over here now. Which is what we’re doing. Gah, why do you all keep asking me questions?! Kidding… Read on.

I probably shouldn’t just label this move as one that’s exclusive to Blockbuster because really it’s those who make these movies that should be held accountable. However, Blockbuster and I aren’t on good terms right now. We can blame THAT on the fact that when I went to rent one (as in SINGULAR) movie last night, I had to pay off $45 worth of late fees. (Quit looking at me that way.)

I was unaware of these late fees because someone had informed me that they had paid off the fees when in reality, NO.  No, they did not. So here I am holding up the line because all I want is one simple movie and they have to list off a myriad of charges. AND OH DID HE LIST THEM. This man had no inside voice. He was shaming me into paying for all the late fees which really were NOT my fault but they hear that all the time so I just stood there and looked guilty. BUT! We’re not here to discuss my inability to return moves on time. It’s a problem. I’m aware. More importantly, my bank account is aware but anyways…

I feel like it’s my civic duty to inform you, AbsoHilare readers, of the worst of all the Blockbuster Swindles… The Fake Movie.

I really wanted there to be a collective gasp from the audience but instead I feel you all narrowing your eyes like I’m completely making this up.

Well, I’m NOT.

Every year we have those huge blockbuster movies that are all the rage. When Transformers hit the big screen in 2007, it was all anyone could talk about. Megan Fox! Shia LeBouf! Optimus Prime who’s actually being voiced by the same guy who voiced him in the 80s cartoon! (Ok, that last one may have been a bit of a stretch and only me and 3, 252 other nerds knew that fact.) Regardless, you get my point. It was a hit and people were clamoring to get it on dvd. Everyone was excited to watch the movie in the comfort of their own home, away from the confines of the uncomfortable seats, the sticky floors, the heavy breathers and the loud candy openers that are all a given when you see a movie in the theater.

This is where the swindle comes in.

Watch closely.

Blockbuster preys on the uninformed. They know that Transformers is a hit and they want their money. They want it now. There’s no waiting the three months for the movie to grace the likes of a simple dvd. What do they do? Oh it’s simple. And evil.

They sneakily place on their shelves the movie that sounds almost identical to the big blockbuster of the season. So, some unaware grandma comes by, sees Transmorphers on the shelf and thinks, “Little Johnny’s been dying to see that robot movie! And I know it started with ‘Trans-’ so this has to be it!” Grandma, completely proud of herself, is only setting herself up for shame and failure.

You can see why poor Grandma would be confused.

Transmorphers is not the movie Little Johnny was looking for. Transmorphers does not have Megan Fox and Transmorphers most certainly does not have Optimus Prime and the rest of the Autobots.

I never understood why I felt like I was the only one aware of this swindle. Why weren’t more people outraged? I can go through Blockbuster at any given time and find at least 5 fake movies.  Just last night I saw this gem:

Paranormal Entity does NOT equal Paranormal Activity.

Then I realized, with a great deal of shame, that I’m the only other person besides unsuspecting grandmas who has ever actually fallen for the Blockbuster Swindle. I don’t really understand what happened, how that movie ended up in my hands on that fateful day… I remember wandering into Blockbuster intent on renting some horror movie about a creepy little boy. One of those flicks where the kid is evil and everyone’s in denial and it’s all fun and games until the kid starts sacrificing neighborhood cats. I’m not sure. One of those. What I came out with was this:

El Orfanato: It’s not what you’re looking for.

How I missed the fact that the title was in another language is unclear. What I do know is that I got home and was 30 minutes into the film before I realized, “Hey, wait a second! I’ve been reading subtitles this entire time! They’re never switching to English, are they?!” I hung my head in shame and knew. I had been a victim of the Blockbuster Swindle.

Long live AH!


Stop! Hammer time.

Just admit it. You’ve missed us. You’ve been worried sick, haven’t you? You’ve even considered contacting the authorities. We knew it!

Ok, fine.

You did none of those things. But you DID miss our hilarity. It’s ok. It’s a natural reaction. But the good news? We’re back! Whoa, whoa, whoa. Settle. We’re not promising anything regular because we do happen to have very busy lives at the moment but we’re back… for now.

Today we bring you the story of a thief, a felon, a crook. Except, he’s not your average crook. He’s an idiot. Allow us to copy and paste pieces of the article and we’ll dissect it for you.

“A man brought a hammer to a Lexington restaurant on Tuesday night. But he was no Mr. Fixit.”

I’m sorry… What? So, the Mr. Fixit line? Well that leads us to believe he was there with ill intent in mind. But come ON! A hammer? The man chose a HAMMER as his weapon of choice. Foolery. We’ll continue…

“Police say a man entered the Subway on Waller Avenue and ordered a sandwich around 7 p.m. Then he pulled out a hammer and ordered some money. The robber ran out with an undisclosed amount of cash.”

Whoever that cashier was? FIRED. Who’s intimidated by an effing hammer?! What’s he going to do with it? His range with his arm surely can’t be that long. I mean, it’s not like Tiny Head Howard walked into the joint with his Go-go Gadget Arms and demanded money. We’re going to assume this thief was of average size. So, Mr. Cashier, we ask you this: Have you ever heard of the concept of ducking? Yeah. Clearly not.

Notice the time of the robbery. 7pm. That happens to be right around prime dinner-time rush. What were the other patrons doing? Our guess? Laughing. Laughing so hard that they could neither stop the crook or help the cashier. Why? Because they just saw someone get owned… with a hammer.

Then again, this article could be leaving out some important info. What exactly was the robber planning on doing with the hammer? I mean, are we talking skull smashing? That’s the most likely bet but what if he just wanted to smash some veggie cases? Wreck the oven for the bread? These are all possible scenarios and without all the details we can’t judge…too much.

Regardless, the final verdict of this story: There are entirely too many MC Hammer jokes to be made. Oh, and that crook? 100% fool. Ranks right up there with the sleepy thief…

Long live AH!

Balloon Boy: A Ridiculously, Undeserved Nickname

Tell me you watched the live coverage of Balloon Boy today.  Don’t break my heart and just tell me you did.  I sat at work, hunkered down in my office, my face only dimly lit by the bluish view from my computer screen rooting on the six year old inside the homemade space craft.

*Errrrreeeeek!  *record comes to a SCREECHING halt.

Let me just bring you up to speed if you a) don’t have Twitter or b) were living under a rock.

Today the news stations were all flustered with a breaking story.  A six year old boy!  Runaway aircraft!  Wait, wait, runaway homemade aircraft that looks like a giant flying saucer! 10,000 feet above the ground!  He was losing control, cameras were following the little spaceship’s every move!  People were flipping the eff out on Twitter.  #Balloonboy became a trending topic on Twitter in like 32.4 seconds and everyone was like, “OMG!  #Balloonboy is not a laughing matter!  He could B dead!!!!”  And I sort of giggled because I was just like, “Musin… Clev… There’s a kid in a BALLOON that looks like a SPACESHIP.  Oh and it’s spiraling out of control over the Rockies.”  And then we all had a good laugh.

But then the unthinkable (and by unthinkable I mean how did we NOT see this coming???) happened and they got the balloon down and no six year old boy popped out.  None at all.  In fact, I was a little nervous when the people were hacking away at the spaceship and I was all THE BOY!  WHAT ABOUT THE BOY INSIDE?! Until I realized, oh hey, he’s not in there.  He’s probably fallen out… SADFACE.

I was really sad.  Mainly for the family because the death of a child, *shudder* is terrible but also because MAN, this story had so much potential for funny.  I laughed allt he way up until there was a lack of boy in the balloon.  In fact, I have several instances I’d like to point out.

1) Exactly what kind of family has a homemade, spare, functioning spaceship just lying around?  I mean, are they in the habit of creating such vehicles?  Is this a side hobby of the family?  Are they in the Real Live Spaceship business?  Spaceships ‘R Us: You dream it, we make it.  (No, you shut up.  If I had a spaceship making business that is totally what I would name it.)

2) How exactly did the conversation go when they realized the kid was missing?  “Oh hey, anyone seen Falco-OH MY GOSH.  He’s floating away in our homemade fully functioning astronaut farmer spacecraft!!  CALL THE GUARD!!!!”  That’s all there is to say about that.

3) The kid’s name is Falcon.  As in the bird.  That flies.  Is anyone else seeing the irony here?

4) Let’s just take a minute to grab some lines from news anchors reporting this debacle…  We all know Shep Smith has uttered my favorite line of all time.  (Wait… Did we not know this?  Short version: Guy runs up while Shep is reporting on Katrina, crazy, drunk guy running around without his shirt on, Shep says, “Sir! Sir!  What are you still doing here?!  Everyone is supposed to be out!”  Crazy, drunk guy screams something about partying with Katrina or something and Shep looks back at the camera, deadly serious and says, “THAT guy’s probably gonna die.”  The end.)  But today an anchor actually looked at the camera and said, “This isn’t the kind of thing we see very often.”

I’m sorry.

What?

VERY OFTEN?!  When have you ever seen a six year old float away in a homemade spaceship?!  That would be NEVER, my friend.  Never.  Not once.  Not last week.  Not since Area 51 was the talk of the town.  Never.

5) And finally, let’s just address the little fact of where Balloon Boy actually was…  After his parents have called out the National Guard or whatever military service they were using.  After CNN has had this kid as their breaking news headline for the majority of the day.  After I have spent the last two hours of my workday glued to my computer screen do we find out… Little Falcon?  He was IN THE ATTIC.

Yeah.

ATTIC.

Probably just hanging out.  Playing army or pretending to be Anne Frank.  I’m not real sure what six year old boys do when their in the attic alone while the rest of the nation worries that they might not be alive any longer.  Wanna know why I’m not so sure?  Because the rest of the entire nation and I were too busy watching the spiraling Jiffy Pop container over the Rockies!  Wondering if the child has already plummeted to his death!  Yeah, that’s what I was doing.  What about you?

Long live AH!  Deuces!

*drops mic….

First Day At Work Fail

I was in charge of speaking at orientation yesterday for all the new residents that were starting off.  Essentially, this is the first day of their new CAREER.  Not just job.  CAREER.  A career that will allow them to help heal minds and get the monkey off of a person’s back…  (Who thought up that phrase??  A monkey on your back?  Personally, I’d like to have a little monkey to carry around with me.  I’d name him Percy.)  Anyways, what I’m getting at?  This is an important day.

I’m sitting in the auditorium (which is entirely too big for what we need it for… we have 6 new residents…) and I’m counting heads and I only count five…  Hmm… Well, that’s odd.  Certainly not the way I would want to start out the first day of my new CAREER.  read more »

AbsoHilare Talent Spotlight…

This week we pause to honor one of the great stars of our time.  Not often does someone come along and touch our hearts the way this guy does…  The music he creates, the finesse he possesses… It’s just amazing.  I was given the task of choosing just one clip to showcase the magnitude of talent he holds at his fingertips and trust ME, it was tough.  (Largely in part,  because he doesn’t have fingers…)  I finally narrowed it down to just one and that’s what I’m sharing with you today.  So, everyone, stop and give a great, big AH thank-you to…

Keyboard Cat.

 

Buddy, your charisma and talent are timeless.  Thanks for everything that you do.  Long live, AH!!!