You look hot in those genes
Posted on Friday, January 6th, by CJ
So, the party I went to last night wasn't a total waste. I mean, yeah, I got some incriminating pictures of people in my industry, and I got pretty wasted too, but I didn't get any phone numbers from the hot women running all over the house. In fact, I'm not quite sure if it was the alcohol talking or if she was just being a heinous bitch, but when I attempted to talk to someone, she actually said to me, "You don't know me, so you're not allowed to talk to me." When I asked her how one gets to know her so as to be able to talk to her, she said, "Years of hanging around me and proving you're cool, so you're shit out of luck right now." And then she would've walked away had she not been waiting in line for the bathroom, so she did the next best thing — she turned away from me. (I'm not making this up, I swear.)
However, I was able to meet a chick with the hottest genetic aberration possible. See, I have this theory that women lack a particular gene that almost every guy has, and the lack of presence of this gene in women is one of the main reasons why the two sexes don't get along and there's that perception that men and women are from different planets… namely, men are from Earth, and women are from somewhere else. The gene is called L-25188120 or, simply, "The Three Stooges Gene."
This gene makes any big, dumb humor instantly accessible to and appreciated by men. It's not limited simply to The Three Stooges, but they were the first ones to take advantage of it, so the gene was named after them. Most men find this kind of humor irresistible, but women tend to avoid it and form support groups to bemoan it and write article after article about it in Cosmopolitan and Glamour about how guys need to let their "inner child" out and this is the easiest way to manifest it.
Honestly, I can't explain it, but it seems to run pretty much along sex lines — that's why I say it's genetic. There's just something funny about slapstick and stuff blowing up and people getting insulted and the dumbest and most inappropriate jokes ever, and while most guys get it, women do not. But while we may not understand the appeal of it to us, we are able to manipulate it to our advantage. Mel Brooks has made an entire career out of it. While women are off doing "retail therapy" or whatever they want to call racking up hundreds of dollars of bills for no apparent reason, we're bonding over lines from Blazing Saddles and Animal House. (I suffer from the rare disorder where I'm compelled to watch either movie, especially Blazing Saddles, whenever I'm flipping channels and see it's on TV. And it's been on a lot lately. Thankfully, I'm not the only one I know with this problem — one of my friends at work is the same way, and we actually realized last night when he called me that we had both watched it at the same time earlier yesterday.)
Right. So, the woman at the party. I was amazed to find that she actually exhibited signs of having The Three Stooges gene when she proclaimed Family Guy to be one of the funniest shows on TV. (Of course, it was later partially negated when she confessed that she hasn't watched any of the new episodes this season because she's watching Desperate Housewives instead.) And she had not only seen Blazing Saddles, but also enjoyed it! I was almost in shock, which probably explains why I accidentally proposed marriage to her right then and there. I had to instantly apologize for that, but it was an almost-instinctive impulse.
There are women out there who have The Three Stooges gene. They are extremely rare, but when you find them, it's important that you get to know them and keep them in your life, because they are kickass people. Like my best friend, who is one of the coolest people I know and just happens to be a super hot chick (stop drooling, guys, she's married — no, not to me), but who I initially bonded with over the movie Super Troopers, which is one of the dumbest yet funniest movies around. My best friend and I call each other "chickenfucker" because of Super Troopers. Now how many women do that?
Sadly, the answer is "not enough."
January 6th, at 2:20 pm
Come on, now, there are lots of us out there. You just have to look in the right places. Check the ad industry — copywriters and creative directors, totally low-brow. Women who are close to their brothers. Musicians. Look for the scrappy, low-maintenance girls in jeans and t-shirts. We can be sexy too. But if you’re stuck on stilletos and high-shine lipgloss, you’re probably out of luck. Not that there aren’t exceptions to every rule.
January 6th, at 3:36 pm
Yes, ahem, I have a question: Which side of the fence lies Monty Python?
January 6th, at 7:57 pm
i would also like to know what side of the fence monty python lies on…
January 6th, at 8:52 pm
Dude trust me…never hit on the hot chick who is overdressed for the occasion. Perfect example and this is only a scenario considering I don’t go to bars (on Wednesday):
Hot girl in a low cut t-shirt and a skirt so short it could be a belt or her cute friend who is wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie. After several failed attempts I was able to figure it out and it is so overly simplistic. The hot one in the sexy clothes is a total bitch, lush or tease. She is going to show up for about 2 Smirnoff’s and then go elsewhere to figure out who else she can get hard. The one in the less tempting attire is the one who has the personality and isn’t the biggest bitch since Kyle’s Mom.
Besides once you take off the sexy clothes off the hot girl and the plain clothes off the cute girl they look about the same.
January 7th, at 2:12 am
Monty Python isn’t dumb humor, it’s nerd humor. A subtle, but important difference.
January 7th, at 2:06 pm
Toby’s correct: Python is totally nerd humor. Or, actually, since “geek” is chic right now (and yes, that was an unfortunate rhyme, but still), I could easily say that Python is geek humor.
Hey, nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition more than me.
January 7th, at 5:18 pm
where da white women at?
January 7th, at 5:38 pm
You are so wrong my friend… there are plently of women out there who have that gene.
All I have to say to you is this, “It’s powdered sugar, sir… it’s delicious”.
January 8th, at 2:47 pm
Look, I don’t want to over-argue this, but if we’re going to lump Family Guy in with the “Three Stooges Gene,” I don’t think it’s right to exile Monty Python to another quadrant of dorkdom. Honestly, it’s all a continuum, people, and the basic point that CJ makes is a good one: if you find a woman who lands anywhere on that continuum, get busy like a priest in an all boys orphanage.
-Harpo Marx called for you, sir.
-What’d he want?
-I don’t know, sir, he didn’t say.
January 9th, at 12:21 am
Don’t forget chicks who can recite Frank Zappa songs either…
March 8th, at 10:29 pm
Actually, I think I like “History of the World, Part II” better… but I have a copy of Blazing Saddles too…
July 8th, at 8:55 am
“Candy Gram for Mongo”
“Badges? We don’t need no steenking badges”
I, like yourself, have an odd fetish for Blazing Saddles….. I was raised on all that kind of comedy though…..
=)