Showing posts with label satirizing Peter King because it's relly easy and nobody's ever done it before. Show all posts
Showing posts with label satirizing Peter King because it's relly easy and nobody's ever done it before. Show all posts

Thursday, February 28, 2008

It's About Damn Time These Baristas Got Their Ducks In A Row.

And not a moment too soon. I was growing weary of my tasty beverage alternative. Have you ever tried slurping whipped cream out of Keith Olbermann's asshole?

Monday, October 22, 2007

Peter King Loves Tony Romo’s Effervescence


We had no less than four readers email us this morning with messages all essentially saying the same thing:

“Jesus Christ. Read this Peter King quote. Just read it. Holy shit.”

What killed me is that each reader had selected a different passage from King’s column to single out. So, it’s not as if King is being hopelessly inane once or twice per column. This man is remarkably consistent in his silliness. And, to a certain extent, you have to appreciate that.

Anyhow, reader Charles G. writes in:

KSKers,

I know making fun of Peter King is too easy, but the quote below kills me. You have to make fun of this.


Now, I’m going to show you the quote. But before you read it, I suggest you stuff a maxipad in your pants and close your office door. You may find yourself in a laughing stupor so severe they need to call the paddy wagon. Are you ready? No, really. Are you ready? Okay, here it is. Under MVP Watch:

"3. Tony Romo, QB, Dallas. Is it my imagination, or does Romo lead the league in smiling?"

Holy shit. I’m just… I can’t… I can barely breathe… smiling… Romo… holy ballsack… Sweet Lord. I think I love this man for all the amusement he provides. Yes, Peter. I’m quite sure Romo leads the league in smiling. It's not your imagination, though I shudder at what kind of fucked-up training room fantasy that part of your brain is currently dreaming up. Romo probably just barely edges out Brett Favre in that department. But Favre does lead the league in laughing, so that makes for a neck-and-neck MVP race. Did you know Peyton Manning leads the league in intensity? And that Tom Brady leads the league in smoldering? It’s true.

I watched Football Night in America last night, and the one thing I noticed about King on TV was that all of his reports follow the same formula, which is:

King: I called Rob Bironas last night, and I said, “Hey, how’s it feel to break the single-game field goal record?” Know what he told me, Bob? “Gee, I didn’t even realize I broke it until now!” Amazing!

So, to recap: King calls Player/Coach X, asks them how it felt to do Y, then lets Bob know Player/Coach X’s response. Like so:

King: Hello, Tony? Peter King here.

Romo: Hi, Peter.

King: Hey, how’s it feel to lead the league in smiling?

Romo: In smiling?

King: Yeah, I charted it all out. You smile way more than Joey Porter! How’s that feel?

Romo: Uh. Good. I guess.

King: (scribbling furiously) Can I quote you on that? This is great stuff!

Romo: Sure.

So, yeah. Tony Romo. Great passer. But an even better smiler. Good job, Peter. You are truly doing the Lord’s work.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Fish, Meet Barrel


I STAND BY MY CHOICE OF CALIENDO. From Mike Murray, of Chico, Calif.: "Peter, Peter, Peter! Caliendo better than Belushi? Belushi was an incredible comedian and performer. Caliendo is nothing more than an impressionist, albeit a good one. He's Rich Little, modern day. Nothing more.''

How about Belushi, as a zit, in Animal House? You may be right. You probably are right. There's no accounting for taste. Caliendo is the funniest guy in America right now.


Yes, I forgot how awful a film "Animal House" is. It would have been WAY funnier with Frank Caliendo in it! He could have done a Nixon impression!

Apparently, Peter King also lives in a world without Stephen Colbert, Dave Chappelle, Dave Attell, Demetry Martin, Chris Rock, Trey Parker, Matt Stone, Brian Regan, The staff of The Onion, Will Ferrell, Louis CK, Steve Carell, Sacha Baron Cohen, Seth Rogen, Judd Apatow, Jon Stewart, Lewis Black, Larry David, Conan O'Brien, Christopher Guest, Howard Stern, Harry Shearer, Matt Groening, the "Flight of the Conchords" guys, and about 7 million other people.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Update from CC & UM: Yeah, since impressions are the baseline for what's funny, let's not forget how terrible Belushi was at them.

Friday, October 5, 2007

Ten Things I Think He'll Think He Thinks


As you may know, our pal Peter King likes to insert a section called "Ten Things I Think I Think" into his regular column. This week we've decided to raise the bar. Why post what PK thinks he thinks when we can post what we think he thinks he will be thinking on Sunday? If you just took a bong hit you might want to reread that sentence.

a. Who is Domino's trying to fool with this Oreo pizza? Listen up folks, the word "pizza" implies cheese. So until you put some mozzarella on that cookie you're just kidding yourselves and wasting our time.

b. The only thing better than sausage wrapped with bacon is Brett Favre wrapped with Tony Romo.

c. If Norv Turner doesn't right the ship people might start losing faith in his leadership abilities.

d. I bet Marty Schottenheimer could figure out what's wrong in San Diego.

e. The Giants may not have any cheerleaders, but that Olivia Manning is one handsome woman.

f. I'll take Mike Vrabel over Randy Moss any day of the week. The guy plays both ways!

g. Best college town in American? No contest, it's Hamilton, New York.

h. I'd love to see the casting call for this Cavemen show on ABC. I mean, how many caveman actors could there possibly be in this day and age?

i. Canadian bacon is better than ham. There, I said it.

j. If Arnold Palmer gets credit for mixing iced tea with lemonade then you might as well call an eggnog Bosco macchiato a Peter King.

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You know, I enjoy writing up some good PK parody, but sometimes we should leave things to the master...
b. I love Amtrak more. It is more addicting, especially traveling through a heavy snowstorm, as I did Saturday afternoon after a quick New Jersey dogcheck on Bailey the golden retriever. (She was fine, by the way, very happy to do what she loves best on the planet, which is retrieving a tennis ball in the snow until she drops.) You keep wanting to say to the conductor, "Slow down! You're going too fast!'' Until you realize you're on rails, not a road. For a while through the driving white haze, I felt like a character on Murder on the Orient Express.
Yep, that's the man himself. He's a constant source of inspiration.