Showing posts with label Davy Jones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Davy Jones. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Davy Jones: A Brief History

I can't tell you all how amused both Robert and I were by your comments; imagine, my shortest-ever post elicited the strongest response! :o) I particularly liked both Wade's "I initially passed on clicking the article, well, because it appeared to involve man boobs" and Christina's "i knew it was the monkeys - if it makes you feel any better. but i didn't know why it was associated with this old, saggy boob guy. who is Davy Jones? this probably isn't helping....." but Robert positively guffawed at Melanie's thinking it was a photo of Michael Douglas. I don't know why it tickled him so but, boy, it sure did! As disheartened as I am that so many of you didn't get my joke, a tiny piece of my ego was stroked by the fact that I do have a superior grasp on entertainment knowledge, however useless it may be. :o) That being said, I suppose my post should've looked something like this:



Hey, Hey I've Got Man Boobs!


The best. Headline. Ever.


It actually made me snort at work... it has the right number of syllables and everything!


(In case you're not seeing the immediate connection here, that's a photo of Davy Jones... you should imagine the title being sung to the Monkees theme. Instead of "Hey, Hey We're the Monkees!" it's "Hey, Hey I've Got Man Boobs!" Because Davy Jones was a Monkee... get it? It's funny!)

Apparently, Davy's on a former teen idol tour (with David Cassidy - squee!) and he flashed a little flesh for the ladies. It wouldn't exactly light my fire but, then again, I was always a Micky Dolenz fan. ;o)

Some of Davy's finest moments:






**Now when I beat a joke into the ground, you'll know you only have yourselves to blame!!**

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Robert is Dumb

I realize that with a title such as this, the scope of what I may blog about is boundless. But in this case Robert is dumb because he completely sucks the joy and humor out of all my jokes.

Last night, I asked Robert if he thought 'Hey, Hey I've Got Man Boobs!' was as funny as I did. It was clear he did not. I said "But it matches the song perfectly" and then sang the Monkees theme for him (in both the original and the man-boob ways). He said he had no idea it was supposed to be like the song. And then he told me he didn't understand why he was supposed to know to sing a Monkees song to a photo of Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash? WTF? I said "That's not Johnny Cash! It's Davy Jones, stupid!" To which Robert replied "I thought it was a photo of Johnny Cash's face on a bodybuilder's body." Which begged the question: Why on EARTH would I post a photo of Johnny Cash's head on a bodybuilder's body?!!! "I don't know. That's why I didn't understand why it was funny," he says. Yeesh.

So, just in case you, too, were thinking I was a total retard and didn't understand why I thought the post was so funny, hopefully this clears it up a bit. Oy.

Monday, September 15, 2008

My Favorite Headline. Ever.



Hey, Hey I've Got Man Boobs!



Made me snort at work. That's good stuff... it's the right number of syllables and everything!