The AV Club homepage currently has NINE "Great Job, Internet!"s
How many of them are even close to greatness?
- Simpsons visual gags supercut - Misheard Disney song lyrics - Transformers in movies that are not "Transformers" - Credits for an imaginary Black Widow movie - A fake trailer for something called Road Warrior - Kumail Nanjiani dressed as Mariah Carey - Supercut of actors making dog noises - The houses punk bands lived in?
The ninth CTRL+F was actually for a link to a list of all the "Great Job, Internet!"s so there were only 8
- Simpsons visual gags supercut - Misheard Disney song lyrics - Transformers in movies that are not "Transformers" - Credits for an imaginary Black Widow movie - A fake trailer for something called Road Warrior - Kumail Nanjiani dressed as Mariah Carey - Supercut of actors making dog noises - The houses punk bands lived in?
The ninth CTRL+F was actually for a link to a list of all the "Great Job, Internet!"s so there were only 8
Those are pretty much "Great Job Internet!" features: something supercut, fake credits or movie trailer and some random tumblr about some sort of pop culture minutia.
Post by Pastafarian on Jul 8, 2015 11:09:17 GMT -5
I had no idea where else to post this, but this has to be the most bizarre story I've read about a celeb in a while. TV career not paying well enough Tom?
Oh my goodness, Slow: here in WV there once was the most amazing and terrifying Bible Walk. It was tucked away in the woods behind a gorgeous old friary. By the time I moved here, it seemed like no one was living or working there - at least, I never saw anyone. The Bible Walk had various dioramas of bible stories illustrated with old department store mannequins from the sixties? seventies? and then just left to decay in the elements. The wigs were awful, the mustaches were just lopped off bits of awful wigs, the clothes were old curtains and shower curtains with sashes, spiders, cobwebs, duct tape, mold and rot. It was creepy as fuck, but I'm glad to have seen it, and doubly glad to live in world where such a thing can exist.
Look at the stonework on that friary - so beautiful, no? And you could pick up the baby Jesus and cradle him in your arms (as I often did) but no one ever had the courage to steal him - I went many, many times and he was always there. Alas, the Bible Walk is no more. They tore everything out when the Friary went up for sale.
Oh my goodness, Slow: here in WV there once was the most amazing and terrifying Bible Walk. It was tucked away in the woods behind a gorgeous old friary. By the time I moved here, it seemed like no one was living or working there - at least, I never saw anyone. The Bible Walk had various dioramas of bible stories illustrated with old department store mannequins from the sixties? seventies? and then just left to decay in the elements. The wigs were awful, the mustaches were just lopped off bits of awful wigs, the clothes were old curtains and shower curtains with sashes, spiders, cobwebs, duct tape, mold and rot. It was creepy as fuck, but I'm glad to have seen it, and doubly glad to live in world where such a thing can exist.
Look at the stonework on that friary - so beautiful, no? And you could pick up the baby Jesus and cradle him in your arms (as I often did) but no one ever had the courage to steal him - I went many, many times and he was always there. Alas, the Bible Walk is no more. They tore everything out when the Friary went up for sale.
Those rotting wooden lambs with slogans about Jesus fist punching demons is creepy as all get out.
Oh my goodness, Slow: here in WV there once was the most amazing and terrifying Bible Walk. It was tucked away in the woods behind a gorgeous old friary. By the time I moved here, it seemed like no one was living or working there - at least, I never saw anyone. The Bible Walk had various dioramas of bible stories illustrated with old department store mannequins from the sixties? seventies? and then just left to decay in the elements. The wigs were awful, the mustaches were just lopped off bits of awful wigs, the clothes were old curtains and shower curtains with sashes, spiders, cobwebs, duct tape, mold and rot. It was creepy as fuck, but I'm glad to have seen it, and doubly glad to live in world where such a thing can exist.
Look at the stonework on that friary - so beautiful, no? And you could pick up the baby Jesus and cradle him in your arms (as I often did) but no one ever had the courage to steal him - I went many, many times and he was always there. Alas, the Bible Walk is no more. They tore everything out when the Friary went up for sale.