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John Mulaney | The Salt & Pepper Diner

THE BEST JOKE IN EXISTENCE

GOD I JUST TOLD SOMEONE ABOUT THIS STORY

This is one of the best pieces of comedy that I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing. I love this. I have been looking for this online for awhile.

[Audio transcription: I wanted to tell you one story. Uh. This is the story of the best meal I’ve ever had in my life, okay. Happened when I was eleven years old in Chicago, IL where I grew up. I went to a place called the Salt & Pepper Diner, uh, with my best friend John. We walk into the diner one day, and they had a jukebox there, okay? And the jukebox was three plays for a dollar. So we put in 7 dollars and selected 21 plays of of Tom Jones’s What’s New Pussycat. And then we ordered and waited. 

Here’s the thing about when, uh, What’s New Pussycat plays over and over and over and over and over again. The second time it plays, your immediate thought is not ‘hey someone’s playing What’s New Pussycat again.’ It’s ‘hey, What’s New Pussycat is a lot longer than I first thought. The third time it plays you’re thinking maybe someone’s playing What’s New Pussycat again. The fourth time it plays you’re either thinking ‘whoa someone just played What’s New Pussycat FOUR TIMES or at least someone played it twice, and it’s a really long song.’ So the fifth time is the kicker, alright? 

Now, John and I we’re watching the entire diner at this point, alright? Most people have gotten wind as to what’s going on. And we’re staring at this one guy and he’s sitting in like a booth with his stupid kids jumping around, and he’s like staring at his coffee cup like this, and he’s been onto us since the beginning. And he’s sitting there, and his hand is shaking, and he had this look on his face like, aw, like he had just gotten his thirty day chip from anger management. And he’s staring like this, and the fourth song fades out. It’s dead quiet. Then, I don’t know if you know this, but the song begins very quietly…

BWAAAH BWAAAAAH WHAT’S NEW PUSSYCAT and he goes GOD DAMN IT and pounds on the table, silverware flies everywhere, and it was fantastic. But a word about my best friend John and what a genius he was because when we first walked into the diner, okay? When we first got there and I’m punching in the What’s New Pussycats alright? I’ve punched in like 7 at this point then John says to me ‘hey hey hey before you punch in another What’s New Pussycat let’s drop in one It’s Not Unusual.’

Oh yes. That is when the afternoon went from good to great. After seven What’s New Pussycats. In a row - It played seven times. Suddenly - Dum da dum, IT’S NOT UNUSUAL and the sigh of relief that swept through the diner. People were so happy. It was like the liberation of France. You know for years scientists have wondered can you make grown men and women weep tears of joy by playing Tom Jones’s It’s Not Unusual and the answer is yes you can. Provided that it is preceded by seven What’s New Pussycats. It’s true. Dead honest.

And on the other hand. When we went back. Holy shit. It’s Not Unusual fade out. It’s dead quiet. BWAAAH BWAAAAH WHAT’S NEW PUSSYCAT people went insane. People went out of their minds. No one could handle it. No one could handle it. And they were surrounded by this seemingly indifferent staff that was just like ‘yup some crap as always.’ 

They unplugged the jukebox after eleven plays. And that was the best meal I ever had.]

reblogging again coz this time it has audio transcription (bless you) and it’s still forever hilarious omg

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thesummoningdark:
“ The last week has been so ridiculous even the satirists can’t take it any more
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thesummoningdark:

The last week has been so ridiculous even the satirists can’t take it any more

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winterdenim:

xayti:

consider

  • adrien loses a bet to nino
  • has to do a shoot modeling a new line of Gabriel Agreste™ underwear
  • two hours into it the photographer’s like “adrien sugar please work with me, you look like you’re out shopping for underpants with your mom”
  • they take 5 and adrien’s having a breakdown in the dressing room like i am a good model why is this so difficult
  • plagg’s like “kid, i have an idea. i want you to try something”
  • “try channeling chat”
  • when it comes out nino’s like “holy shit dude this is like a whole different side of you”
  • adrien’s loud awkward laughter
  • marinette is of course the first person in class to find the spread and her brain stops working for like an hour
  • adrien’s swagger and his suave, flirtatious looks are so familiar to her, she convinces herself they must have been lovers in another life
  • it’s not until later that night when she meets up with chat, after having been stewing in underwear adrien all day, that the penny drops
  • marinette’s brain stops working again because she realizes who she’s reminded of
  • SHE CANNOT BE THIS ATTRACTED TO CHAT NOIR

YES PLEASE

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slyrider asked: So here's a story of when i was a wee lass. Me, my mom, and older brother were out shopping and i was probably like 5 at the time and my brother was 7. So we were shopping and my bro was glued to my moms side while I was interested in my career as a

Mannequin. Weird ik, so I’m at the front of the store standing in the window, posing with all the other mannequins, standing completely still. And being the dedicated person i am, i did not break my role fot anything, not even to use the potty. Thats

Right, I completely wet myself to keep my mannequin charade up. So my mom came to check on my and sees the little piddle by my feet and drops everything. She grabs me andy brother and just bolts out the store. And thats the end of story time today:) 

Holy shit this is beautiful, I need this in my epic tales tag, this is getting posted just because I NEED IT IN MY TAG.

Everyone should feel totally free to tell me crazy stories from their past.  

littlestartopaz:

jamesniall:

HERE, HAVE A JOKE IN SPANISH:

“-sabe inglés?

-si

-como se dice ”un zapato” en inglés?

-a shoe

-salud

-gracias”

@fujoshi-kianna-leigh @words-writ-in-starlight :D love you guys

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oh-mother-of-darkness:

Reasons to be happy today:

  • The Waynes, being a noble and ancient house, do have a family motto– it’s dignified and Latin, and it’s on the family crest– but the current generation has decided that the family motto is actually “talk shit, get hit” and frankly, Bruce doesn’t know how to handle that
  • “Could somebody please remind Tim of the family motto” “Talk shit, get hit, Timothy” why are his kids like this?? Translating it into Latin doesn’t make it legitimate, but nice try
  • Tim and Damian have one of those “It has been __ days since our last incident” dry erase boards hanging in kitchen. They have never hit double digits, and they are not ashamed. 
  • You know those people that spoil the movie halfway through because they figured out what’s going to happen? Bruce. And because he does that, all of his kids try to beat him to the punch. The Detective Clan has been permanently disinvited from all superhero movie nights. (Especially Dick. He’s the worst offender.)
  • Since Duke is entering the batfamily– and living in the Manor– with very little knowledge of the existing members, odds are most of his information about the other kids will come from Damian. Please. Imagine that trainwreck. 

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rukki12:

tayismom:

burninitdown:

freeshevakadoo:

this is so funny

THIS IS SOMETHING I WOULD DO

The fucking water tho

HAHA

THE SCREAM AT THE END.

HE SOUNDS SO BETRAYED.

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cmdrcody2224:

the-last-hair-bender:

Okay so, I know that in military culture, those in combat trade cigarettes and candy and bits from their MRE’s between each other.

So tell me, what do the clones trade do they pick up little things from the planets they visit? A pretty rock, a funny shaped nut pod? Do they trade ammo, or personalized boot knives or hand held blasters?

What do the clones use as a bartering system?

Yes hello, as someone who spent nearly all of my adult life in the military let me be the first to tell you that we didn’t borrow or trade stuff…we stole it. Mostly from other battalions, like you wouldn’t believe the rivalry. And this was done blatantly as a fuck you to the other units.

Seriously. My company had this huge rivalry with the transportation unit cause they were a bunch of lazy fuck offs and were never around when needed, so one night we snuck into their company area and stole all their toilet paper and printer paper, and drew a giant dick in the sand where they did pt

THEY. WERE. PISSED. You’ve never seen anger like that of a soldier who needs to shit because he ate the mystery meat at the dfac (dining facility) and can’t because there’s no toilet paper. It was a full fledged war from company commander to the newest private.

So…imagine that but with clones lol

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