Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I Have A Suggestion For the Auto Industry

Dear Auto Industry,



Right? I mean, come awn. No one buys American cars anymore anyways. I think it's time to step up your game. Think about it.

Your friend,
Bob from Serious Lunch

Monday, December 29, 2008

Nice Try You Dirty Fucking Narc




I'M SMARTER THAN YOU!

By the way, has anyone seen the pilot for Smile, You're Under Arrest?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas Slungos



via digg

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Self Depreciating Childhood Nostalgia pt. 5

Something awesome happened in 1991, at the beginning of fourth grade. The girl I'd had a crush on since first grade Sunday school transferred to my regular, secular school and was placed in my class. Holy shit! Overnight, I went from seeing her one day a week to six. Damn hard to strike up a relationship if all you've got to work with is a half hour after church. But six solid days? Almost 40 hours during the week? That little taint of time on Sunday becomes just the icing on the crush-cake. It was time to enter a whole new realm of crush-dom with this girl.

I'm not all over her at first. One must give the most delicate flower plenty of light in which to grow, you dig? So I play it cool, making small but sustainable progress. Little by little, the days tick by, and by the end of fourth grade we're totally friendly with one another. She's not just that girl from church anymore, and I'm not just that kid in the back of the class drawing pictures of our stick figures kissing at Six Flags. Fifth grade comes along and we're both chosen to be class monitors for the third grade teacher. Holy Shit Again! Now we've got an hour of one-on-one time, three days a week on top of everything else.

Things are going great, I'm "the funniest boy in the class", we talk and gossip together for what feels like hours at a time. Needless to say (since I'm such a Don Quioxte with the ladies) when her fifth grade birthday party came around that December, I'm on the invite list, which happened to be rather exclusive. Only the brightest stars of P.S. 153's class 5-313 made the cut, and as far as boys that were invited, it was just me and a couple of my best friends. Holy Shit 3: Shit United!

It was a theme party, the kids were supposed to come dressed as 50's era greasers. My mom came through in the clutch, and I looked great: slicked back black hair, sunglasses, plain white tee and bright blue jeans. I even had a box of Sun-Maid raisins rolled into my sleeve like a pack of cigarettes. Teeth are brushed, shoes are shined, I am ready for this fucking party, right?

As soon as I arrive, something is amiss. I could be wrong about this, memory being what it is, but I recall being the only one that dressed up. It's more likely that all the other kids (and their moms) didn't take it quite as seriously and had just tiny little 50's era flourishes attached to their usual early 90's garb. But no matter: my crush gives me a big hug and says I "look great". Whew!

So like I said, as far as boys, it's just me and some of my best friends at the time. One of them is my buddy Drew, who I'd never really considered a threat to my romantic aspirations. Just my bro, one of the boys, a dude of his time, shit like that. He had a fake tattoo on his forearm (WHY THE HELL DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT) and a pair of sunglasses that he wasn't even wearing, they were just hanging from his shirt. Damn.

The Pepsi had been flowing all night, so it wasn't long before the conversation turned to that topic of topics: Who likes who? (we didn't know the proper usage of "whom" back then). Drew is sitting there looking nonchalant, while I'm starting to squirm under the weight of my anticipation. Does she like me too? I bet she does. Jesus Christ, maybe she'll confess to it in front of all our friends, tonight, and we can smooch above the bowl of cheetos while the others thunderously applaud. That would be incredible.

The girls decide to go first and sacks upon sacks of giggles come blorpin to the surface as they confess their crushes. One girl says it's my friend Justin (who gives a flying fuck about Justin?), another actually starts to say my name, then turns red and goes into the bathroom (she looks like shit though, so I pretend not to hear her). Then the unexpected. The next four girls, one after the other, all say their crush is Drew. Wow! Good for him! I don't really see it, as he's shorter than me and not nearly as funny, but whatever. I'm no hater. Good for Drew.

I'm pondering this, what all those girls find so alluring about him, when my crush takes a sip of soda and starts to blush. "Oh boy...", I think. "Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy..." I am so confident in this moment. I rolled a box of raisins into my shirtsleeve for fuck's sake!

"Drew. I like Drew too."

All the girls giggle. Drew (fucking Drew) starts to smile. He's likes her too, has all along, never breathed a fucking word of it to me.

So, I'm pretty destroyed. I'm sitting on the couch plowing into a bowl of Utz trying not to cry when her mom comes downstairs to announce that there would be a pie eating contest in five minutes. WAIT JUST A SECOND! Competitive eating! Before it was even a thing! I can totally kick Drew's ass at eating, and in front of my crush, no less! When she sees me scarf down a pie like a billion times faster than Drew, it's all going to become crystal clear to her. It's me! I'm the better choice! Look how fast I eat pie!

We line up at the table and put our hands behind our back. I'm standing right next to Drew, and I'm pretty sure I didn't say anything to him before we started, but if I could do it all over I'd look him cold in the eye and be all like "Eat your heart out, son" before launching into my pie. You're in my house now.

The whistle blows and I slam my face right into the pie. The girls are nibbling around the edges, trying to stay clean - fuck that. I'm in it to win it. I finish the pie in like 30 seconds flat, just biting and gulping, biting and gulping. It's in my hair and all over my face when I raise my head and triumphantly ring out: I'M FINISHED!

Daniel Plainview has nothing on me in this moment.

With cherry filling burning my eyes, I see that Drew never even started on his pie. He and my crush are painting on each other's faces with blueberry sauce from her pie while her mom laughs and takes pictures. The following week, I would see them holding hands on the playground and kiss underneath the monkey bars, kicking me in the balls once and for all. But for now: My shirt is ruined, the shit is in my hair, all they care about is each other and I just...ate...a whole pie...in...30...seconds.....!


Red barf everywhere. In my nose, in my shoes. My belt buckle.

Now the tears come. It's all way, way too much.


My Dad is summoned to pick me up, with green(!) sweat pants and a new shirt for me to wear. Drew says he's sorry I'm not feeling good, do I still want to come play Sega tomorrow. No, I don't fucking want to play Sega tomorrow. I want to go home and drown myself in the tub.

Drew and Lori (did I never say her name? It's Lori). Drew and Lori are the big, beautiful power couple for all of fifth grade. He even tries to tongue kiss her at Jill Rockwitz' birthday party in the spring, which produces a slap on his cheek and a big blush from her. You motherfucker.

I can't say if she ever knew how much I went through that night. Probably not. As far as she knows, I was just embarrassed from throwing up on myself. I mean, I never told her how I felt, so how would she have known? I caught up with her on MySpace last year, she's married now and lives upstate.





Not to Drew, thank god. Boy would that suck!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Default Pic For Your Orkut Account




What? You don't have an Orkut? It's kind of like if Google made Facebook, but nobody outside of Brazil used it.

Actually, that's exactly what it is.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Girl Talk's Standup Routine

Oh man I tell ya, no respect!
Oh man I tell ya, no respect!
Oh man I tell ya, no respect!
Oh man I tell ya, no respect!
shit, piss, fuck, cunt,
Oh man I tell ya, no respect!
cocksucker, motherfucker, tits
Oh man I tell ya, no respect!

Daddy I got asthma!
SHIT PUT SOME ROBITUSSIN ON IT
Daddy I got cancer!
SHIT PUT SOME ROBITUSSIN ON IT
Daddy! Broke my leg!
SHIT PUT SOME ROBITUSSIN ON IT

Cracka! Cracka-ass cracka!

And now I'm drowsy 'cause "the -itis"
Cracka! Cracka-ass cracka!
And now I'm drowsy 'cause "the -itis"

My wife likes to talk to me during sex
last week she called from a motel
My wife likes to talk to me during sex
last week she called from a motel
Well Excuuuuuuuuuuse Me!
Well Excuuuuuuuuuuse Me!
last week she called from a motel
Well Excuuuuuuuuuuse Me!

That's not riiiight
That's not riiiight
I PREFER SYRUP
Cracka!
That's not riiiight

More Power!
Git-R-Done!
More Power!
Git-R-Done!
More Power!
Git-R-Done!
Cracka!
That's not riiiight

The sign said breakfast anytime
I ordered French Toast in the Renaissance
I PREFER SYRUP!

Flame OJ? But I rearry rike OJ!
Jabbawocky Ding Dong
Rearry rike OJ!
Slip Slap Sleee
But I rearry rike OJ!
Dipstick Paddywhack
Flame OJ?
Pee Pee Googily Gee

Plus you gotta dip
Cracka!
You gotta doodle
Cracka!
You gotta eat Grandma's stroodle
'Cause she stayed up all night to make it from scratch

My three year old daughter is AN ASSHOLE




Monday, December 15, 2008

New web page at SERIOUSLUNCH.COM

 You've had the trots all week and forgot to bring your iphone to the toilet so you didn't notice our web site is completely redesigned. It looks ______% more awesome, everyone should be very impressed.



Why on Earth would you have not seen our website this past week? Well of course; you had the trots. Don't worry it happens to everyone.

Friday, December 12, 2008

pssst... another christmas gift tip


Mario 1 wall decals are almost a dream come true. That dream is to live in a house where every wall is painted like a different level from Super Mario. But life-size, not small like these. And every hanging lamp is a question block, exposed piping is painted green, Beanstalks are grown strait up to the ceiling, the toilet is big bertha, and the kitchen cabinets are thwomps. No firesticks. This guy almost nailed it.

Also, I admire this guy.

via core77's holiday gift guide

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Instructions (25-End)














































Friday, December 5, 2008

pssst... christmas gift tip

Hey all you boyfriends, here's a sweet gift for your special Gorilla Frenzy this Christmas. Leave this under her tree and she'll get down on one knee and propose to you, seriously. It's a sure thing. Believe me, I'm a real Dom Deluise with the ladies.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Final Dick History Month Video and Ads!

Well it's December, which means one thing. This is the end. This is the end of Dick History Month.

We thank you all for making this Dick History Month the most successful one evar. Take a gander at our final Dick History video, The Planet of the Dicks as well as Dick Ads 16-18. That Jared is a schemer.

And don't forget to catch us live at UCBNY this Friday December 5th! We hope you appreciated our attempts at the easiest, best joke.





Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Toby & Sheila

Monday, November 24, 2008

Dick History Month: Hollywood's Biggest Dick! PLUS More Dicks in Silly Places!

You may have just now started to gear up for the holidays, but Serious Lunch has been celebrating all month! Dick History Month continues today with our new video Hollywood's Biggest Dick and Dick Ads #14 and #15.


South-West Axe Murdering Posse

You guys this is one of my favorite things on the internet EVER!


S.W.A.M.P. are true juggalos, singing evil twisted rap songs and writing about "shit" like high school, visits to the dentist, Bradley Nowell, living dead girls, and all kinds of other stuff in the life of a clown-faced pimp.

Here's a little excerpt titled "The Luv Tree" (from the True Life Shit section):
It was a nice dark whinter night. Two lovers stare deeply into eachothers eyes and their lips meet and they kiss. She asks "Do you wanna have sex?" He swiftly replies " Hell Yeah!:" and so he laies her back on her bed and and rolls a luv bloon on his love dog. he gently injects her with his meat and together as one they work to fill the air with the sent of sex. but his ear is sensitive and he has herd her father walk into the front door. Her father was out working on his truck. and soon as the lovers herd that they quickly out on their cloths and got out of bed. about 5 minutes have passed and her father went back out to the truck to work on it some more. so they lay back in the bed and he again injects her with his flub-a-dub. again there are working it and again her father walks in the front door. The young lovers were like "Fuckthishit!"" we need to find some where else where we cant get cought!" So the young lovers put on there coats and shoes and shit and they walk out the door. Half way down the road he has an idea. "ist whinter theres snow......yeah....so . but there aint now snow under trees." the young lovers hiked up the mountain in knee deep snow to find a perfectly made luv nest created by muther nature. he laies her down once again on their coats and is redy to inject his stiffy into her honey pot. but his stiffy aint really stiff at all. it wasent the cold air nippin on his nut bag. It was that he really really had to piss. so he got up ran to a near by tree pissed and then ran back and hit that shit like their was no other. That was me new years eve 2001

Check it out here

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Serious Lunch LIVE


Come see the show at UCB Theatre, only $5!

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Dick Ads #12 and #13





More NSFW Goodness here, at Dick History Month Central

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

WE ALMOST FORGOT TO TELL YOU

WE HAVE NEW FIGERS.



more FIGERS here

Monday, November 17, 2008

New Video and Dick Ad #11

Dick History Month continues with A Beautiful Mind For Dicks


A BEAUTIFUL MIND FOR DICKS from Serious Lunch on Vimeo.


Saturday, November 15, 2008

What?

This post has nothing to do with dicks.



Click the pic for a more detailed view.

via digg.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Dick Ad #10


More Dick History Month

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Dick Ad #9



More Dick History Month

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Dick Ad #8


Dick History Month

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Dick Ads #6 and #7



Dick History Month

Monday, November 10, 2008

Dick History Month: That Dick-Gagging Comedian


More Dick History Month here

Saturday, November 8, 2008

I didn't know who I was gonna vote for

until I got this

Friday, November 7, 2008

Hilarious Pics Pt. 6


Guys! I'm such BAGGAGE!!!!

Dick Ad #5



Dick History Month

I WILL BE WITH HER TONIGHT!

Mother...



Fucking...



TOADIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Dick Ad #4


Dick History Month

Dick Ad #3


Dick History Month

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Potential Desktop Wallpaper -Vol.7


Link here

Dick Ad #2


Dick History Month

Dick Ad #1


Dick History Month

Pumpkin Carving Contest


First Place!

Monday, November 3, 2008

DICK HISTORY MONTH




New Videos all month at SeriousLunch.com

Friday, October 31, 2008

Halloween.



HAPPY HALLOWEEN FROM SERIOUS LUNCH

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Let Me Help You



Yes.

Hilarious Pics Pt. 5

The shirt's over there!!

Hilarious Pics pt. 4

Lil' help!