I haven't gleefully torn into the journalistic buffoonery that is Nick Coleman's lifetime collection of written "works" in some time. But seriously, who can blame me, when the man drops humorless butt nuggets like this that are so cringingly bad, it's enough to make you yawn wide enough to swallow your own face.
Honest to God, I couldn't read any one of his "jokes," without thinking about a packed room of silent people, with the only sound being a sole cough coming from the back of the gallery.
What it must feel like to have free reign to suck as bad as Nick does? It must be an incredibly empowering feeling.
Posted by Ryan at December 15, 2006 02:32 PM | TrackBackJust awful.
Posted by: Sean at December 19, 2006 12:35 PM
Stumble It!
