Suddenly I realized I can’t think of a single person named Carol. I know a Carolyn. And a Carrie. Do those count? Count for what? Yeah I dunno, either.
Oh what about Carol Channing?!?!
I feel much better for some reason. You know what else makes me feel better? This Funny or Die video homage to the classic David Bowie and Bing Crosby carol, Little Drummer Boy.
That’s all you get today, Interwebz. This wine isn’t going to mull itself.
If you really need a little more distraction, swing on over to Craftastrophe. I swear, if I wasn’t so afraid of needles, I’d learn to crochet. Then I’d whip up a set of Gordon, Andy, and Stuart amigurumi dolls. For now, I’ll just have to settle for this.
There’s also a very good spoof of this done by Dave Foley and Joe Flaherty for Dave’s “The True Meaning of Christmas Specials” special. You can probably find it on YouTube.
That was terrifying.
You and I with our collaborative knowledge and heartfelt understanding of the fearsome threesome would result in the most mind boggling set of Police dolls EVER.
But more importantly , like I said over on Craftastrophe, the angst of the post murder Sid standing over Nancy’s bleeding corpse is palpable.
That crafter has some SKILLS to be able to convey that!!
All her things are epically wonderful…and disturbing. Two of my favorite things.
PS did you manage to collect any hair samples to include in the stuffing of our effigies, er, I mean dolls?
Oh also, I know NO ONE named Carol. Wait I do know someone but she’s like 70 and she only counts as an aquaintence.
Also again I knew a Carolyn who was a total shameless floozie. Not as shameless as me but pretty close, so that right there should tell you something.
I know a guy named Carol… does that count? Coming from a girl named Ryan — I can only hope that it does. Carolyn’s are up to no good… but then again, is Carol Channing?
I just saw her at a charity Broadway thing and she still sound pretty fucking amazing. God I love her.
The parody is just as creepy, stiff and awkward as the original. *shudder*
My answer to all questions this week will be, “I’m David Fucking Bowie!”
I just realized I don’t know any Carols either. Do Carols really exist? Is it some kind of conspiracy? Question need to be answered!
Maybe it’s just a name that fell out of vogue…like Matilda or Gertrude.
Carol Burnett, Carol O’Conner, Carole Lumbard are a few off the top of my head.
How can you forget the woman who brought us Scarlet’s curtain-rod dress and an inability to keep a straight face around Tim Conway; the man married to the dingbat and father-in-law to Meathead; or the woman who brought us My Man Godfrey, To Be Or Not To Be and was married to Clark Gable.
*hangs head in shame*
I promise to be a better caroler from now on. Though I’m more of a wassailing kinda gal.
I always thought the original was fucking weird, like they were both on Quaaludes or something. At least this one is weird in a good way!
I want to watch Dr. Horrible and rock out to the “We Do the Weird Stuff” song now.
I know a Carol – but she spells it Carole. Bitch.
And I love that video so much I want to take my pants off for it.
It’s too cold to go pantless. Just stick with crotchless. Though you’ll probably get chapped lips.
Sometimes I love Will Ferrell so much I want to punch him. That’s natural, right?
That’s the best description of a Will Ferrell crush I’ve ever heard. Hats off, lady. Or pants off, if you’re Libby.
I feel kind of dirty, a little freaked out, and slightly aroused after watching that. But then again that’s what Christmas is all about. Isn’t it?
Why hasn’t anyone put THAT on a xmas card?
My Mom’s name is Carol and my brother’s name is Will and my dad’s middle name was John and my aunt’s middle initial is C and I know an annoying kid named Reilly and everyone knows that Colin Farrell’s last name is, I think Farrell and my name is David and my cousin had a dog named Bowie and well, I don’t know anyone named Bing. Bummer.
Did you happen to listen to a lot of Crosby, Stills and Nash?
I am actually here to looking for ice cream. Or some warm vanilla pudding.
I’m a littl needy tonight.
I put a tiny tupperware of chicken soup in your fridge while you were out collecting pine cones. Hope that helps.
I have a cousin Carol. Want to borrow her?? She’s a real hoot when she has a few in her.
They say the same thing about LiLo’s crotch!
Luckily Carol is a name that I CAN pronounce, just in case I meet a Carol one day…
I hope you have been consuming mulled wine nonstop. That’s what COLD WEATHER is for.
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