|John Holmes Motherfucker |
I hear this is all fake.
It's scripted, like the Grumpy Cat movie. There's some controversy over this particular segment being a work - check the YT comments for details.
|infinite zest |
I've got a cat who looks a lot like Tarter Sauce but without the dwarfism, so he always looks interested while at the same time looking like he doesn't give a fuck about what you're saying or doing. If I had to describe him in a meme, it would be the Willy Wonka one. I've thought about putting him on Reddit in an attempt to replicate Grumpy Cat's success, but then I'd probably have to and go do things like this.
I would've assumed it was even more than that, honestly. Besides the movie, there's the book, commercials, and god knows what else. At least I hope they're doing the right thing and giving most of the money to animal shelters and other charities, keeping a little (A couple million, chump change really) for themselves.
since you bring up charity...doesn't avoiding making easy money off a deformed cat and giving it to charity make you feel bad?
John Holmes Motherfucker
I think this cat must have been bred as a show cat to have the temperament to travel and put up with so much activity. Unless the poor cat is dosed up on roofies or someting. A friend sent me a picture of her posing with Tarder Sauce at Vidcon, and the cat was asleep (they only let her get so close). In video after video, on live TV, and lying next to three guys icebucketing themselves, Grumpy cat just never reacts to anything. I think show cats are actually bred for this.
The figure I read was 100 million, but that was denied. Maybe that was a gross figure. It's probably a lot less, thoug a lot less than 100 million can still be a lot.
Hell, if my cat gets me 20 bucks I'll buy stronger linings for his shitter. You might be right, but I've known certain show cats who actually won but were told to never come back because they'd pick fights with other cats or the judges. Tardar Sauce is a ragdoll/snowshoe like my cat (like Tardar Sauce, I'm not sure of his breed. He was found as a stray kitten stuck in a Blackberry bramble, hence his name) and he loves to jet when I approach him, and two seconds later just fall on his back with a purr that's stronger than a cellphone vibration.
|infinite zest |
One thing I never understood, why would you create evil villains out of your owners? Like, if Mark Cuban (the only other person I can think of with a personality like McMahon's) came out every now and then and insulted the people in the audience, Mavericks fans or the rival team, I'd expect a lot fewer butts in seats.
Because why wouldn't you? Everyone loves to hate The Man. Vince understands this; he understands that most of his audience is working class, politically disenfranchised, and/or young. They want to boo at Mister Burns, see the boney old goat get taken down a peg or three. That was the genius of the Attitude Era, the "hook" that ultimately drove Vince's media empire to the top of the heap.
You've got to remember that in wrestling, there's this whole complex dramatic saga going on that you just can't get in a boring old sportsball league. It's a pantomime, with villains *and with heroes*. Sure, if Coach Whatever came out during a basketball game and started calling the fans a bunch of inbred morons, people might get offended, they might stop showing up. But if you gave the audience a HERO to root for - if the team's star player came out, grabbed the mic, and started cheering on the crowd, before planting a brutal Stunner right on that smug-ass yuppie coach - then the crowds would eat it up. You draw heat so that people get emotionally invested in seeing your downfall. You give them an outlet for their resentment and hatred of you that doesn't involve you losing behind the scenes as well as on-camera.
Another thing is that Vince really is an asshole IRL, so you know what they say: play to your strengths.
I think the American political system would be much improved by letting the leader of the minority party do a People's Elbow on the President once in awhile. Say what you want about President Camacho, at least he knows to provide Circuses.
I'll admit that I'm a bit of a Luddite when it comes to WWF/E after the mid-to-late 90s, but I watched it for years and years without ever hearing McMahon's name mentioned. If it was, it was sort of in an "uh oh we gotta work for THIS guy?" way like the Simpsons and Family Guy did (probably still do) with Rupert Murdoch and Ted Turner respectively. The big bad wolf is only fun to me when the wolf's miles away, and not knocking at my door in a sport that, although beautifully choreographed, I know is choreographed.
What a dumb cat. You don't bet against John Cena, and guess what? Team Cena won! Sure team authority was stacked with monsters like Russev, Mark Henry, and Kane, but they couldn't hold up against Ziggler's never say die spirit.
Dude you're like a cartoon character written and animated by John Kricfalusi
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