Tornadoes and a Moratorium on Fucking Harry Carray Impressions
Ok, first, dreaming about your entire family getting carried away by a tornado is neither fun, nor restful.
I'm exhausted this morning.
Second? And I know it may seem that I am skating the thin line between pet peeve and obsession, but what the fuck do ya know, there's a commercial right now that features someone doing a goddamned Harry Carray impression! And not even a real one. He's really sort of doing Will Farrell doing Harry Carray (who by the way is really the only person I can tolerate doing a Harry Carray impression...barely.) I mean, for fuck's sake. We got it. He's got an iconic and recongnizable voice and oops! was drunk most of the time which, of course, is the main ingredient in the alchemic formula for THE COMEDY.
Snakes.
I'm exhausted this morning.
Second? And I know it may seem that I am skating the thin line between pet peeve and obsession, but what the fuck do ya know, there's a commercial right now that features someone doing a goddamned Harry Carray impression! And not even a real one. He's really sort of doing Will Farrell doing Harry Carray (who by the way is really the only person I can tolerate doing a Harry Carray impression...barely.) I mean, for fuck's sake. We got it. He's got an iconic and recongnizable voice and oops! was drunk most of the time which, of course, is the main ingredient in the alchemic formula for THE COMEDY.
Snakes.
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Probably doesn't help much, but you're SO not alone in your hatred for these...
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You can YouTube your way back to clips from the 80's to watch this jackass trying to parlay a single bad impression into an entire career. I can almost smell his desperation through the screen as he tries to earn another semester's of montessori school tuition for his kid.
Personally, I have a long history of hatred for this guy. He made my skin crawl hundreds of times back in the 90's when he was doing McDonald's commercials that wouldn't go away. Kept saying the word "McDonald's!" over and over in a nasally south side Chicago accent, and I swore I'd kill him if I ever saw him on the street.
Well thanks, AT&T, for bringing him back from his well-earned obscurity. And encouraging him on his journey to annoy the world, one bad impression at a time.
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