Tribute Videos Are My Blog and Butter

So Rissa had a pretty politically-charged post last night. It’s still unclear who she’s going to vote for this November, right guys? (I excel at sarcasm).

But let’s ignore the political FAILtrain that is the McCain/Palin ticket (oops, I said it) and lighten the mood, shall we? In the aforementioned post, Rissa said that she would rather “Make a tribute video for YouTube about your favorite moderately-known TV star to a really awesome Fall Out Boy jam” than watch the RNC.

Um, done. I give you this tribute video for Paranormal State star (and Rissa’s boyfriend) Ryan Buell:

I think the new title of this blog is going to be I’m Gonna Blog Your Mind With All of These YouTube Tribute Videos. I’m pretty sure I speak for the world when I say shame on you/thanks Internet for these.

Bonus: Here’s another one that I like that’s 8 minutes long and is a lot angstier:

Five Better Things To Do Rather Than Watch The RNC

CNN and other news organizations that Murdoch shit out after eating a foot-long chili coney from Sonic are sure all over that RNC, and how awesome McCain and Joe Lieberman and Bush and Cheney and Dr. Claw from Inspector Gadget are. But I thought - you know what? I bet there are a TON of better things to do than even look at this headline about Lieberman teabagging McCain. For you, reader, I have compiled it in crispy, nougat center list format.

1. Get drunk and fall in a gutter full of dogshit. Sobering up/cleaning that off will take awhile.

2. Almost get date raped. Make the obligatory myspace post and journal about it afterward.

3. Make a tribute video for youtube about your favorite moderately-known TV star to a really awesome Fall Out Boy jam.

4. See how deep you can cut yourself until you pass out. I bet it's pretty deep - and I bet you pass out for a while.

5. Punch your fist through a wall; preferably attempt to punch it through a brick wall. That agonizing crunch of bone, cartilage, and veins will REALLY distract you from the fact that the nation is on the edge of a knife, about to choose a tyrannical party to lead for the third time because FETUSES ARE PEOPLE TOO AND JESUS LOVES THEM.