<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, friday afternoon nonsense theater]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, friday afternoon nonsense theater]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/fridayafternoonnonsensetheater http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/fridayafternoonnonsensetheater <![CDATA[The Phantom Strikes!]]>
Since we still feel the need to counterbalance earlier stories of rape, murder, and crib death with something a little more light-hearted, we bring you the above video our latest installment of Friday Afternoon Nonsense Theater. (Apologies to anyone who might already be familiar with it, but we were just recently made aware of its existence.) The less we say by way of set-up the better, but be forewarned that if you have an aversion to network-safe synonyms for human excrement, you may want to pass on it.

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<![CDATA[The Inventively Sewer-Mouthed Return Of Winnebago Man]]>
A tipster suggested that we reprise our Friday Afternoon Nonsense Theater feature with the above compilation clip of Found Footage Festival superstar Jack "Winnebago Man" Rebney, and since we're all about empowering our readers to make our jobs easier on excruciatingly slow news days, we're happy to comply. In the previous installment, we were introduced to Rebney's Milchian flair for profanity; in the opening moments of today's edition, we see a swearing pioneer pushing boldly past the borders of the English language and into the previously unexplored potty-mouth frontier.

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