Sometimes when you want to be in a video you’ve written or co-written, something like this finds its way into your ‘To Do’ list.
Conor, I’m sorry, there is no role. And Sam is never going to see those pictures.
Valentines Day: The 7 Actual Women In Your Life, new article at CH. Definitely not a thinly veiled amalgamation of anything.
Hardly Working: Box Fort
Just wanted to point out that this box fort was not built for a sketch. Kevin and I built a Box Fort, then we decided to use it in a Hardly Working.
We’ve shot at least three projects in the new office in the lo-fi action genre. I like it.
Adam Conover, in addition to being a very funny writer and performer, does a lot of our special effects at CollegeHumor. Maybe you want him to do yours, too? Check out his reel!
Smile, keep your mouth shut. If you get fat, grow a beard.
— My Uncle George, on picking up women
Sonic and Mario’s Awkward Reunion, a sketch I wrote with Murph and animated by Mike Parker. I’m pretty sure I wrote the first draft of this when I was nine.
If you like it, Digg it!
The penis-turkey means I’m almost at work.
UPDATE: Noah just informed me it’s actually a dick chicken. Boy is there egg on my face. Right, guys? Guys?
Internet Distractions, a short sketch I wrote voiced by the CH staff and animated by Gloo Studios. “I once cameoed as 4Chan” is now a thing I can tell my grandchildren.
If you like it, Digg it!
If you don't have your own office arch nemesis yet, you should really look into one.
Dear Ben Joseph,
I’m sorry for laughing when you dropped your comically over-sized lunch tray. I’m also sorry for laughing and exclaiming “Oh my god, and he drops it again” when you, in fact, dropped it again. I realize now that your horrible clumsiness is not your fault and it was insensitive for me to prey upon you in your moment of weak… HAHAHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING. REMEMBER WHEN YOU DROPPED YOUR TRAY IN FRONT OF EVERYONE?!??!?!?!2111
Warm Regards,
Marina——————————-
Dearest Marina-
I understand that you and some other employees of questionable integrity (let’s call them “Owen”) engage in playful back and forth in the workplace, a repartee that you two may even consider “humorous” or “witty”. I dearly wish I had time for such trifles. I dearly wish I could drop whatever I was doing, put on my “goof-off” hat, and trade insults with you like a couple of the characters from your favorite situation comedy.
However, as my time is of inestimable value to both those around me and of higher stations (Not to name drop, but his name rhymes with “Larry Miller.”) (Spoiler alert: It’s Larry Miller.), I must carry on and let your pithy barbs roll off me like so many raindrops on a protective blue tarp.
Also, I will destroy you. That hasn’t changed a whit.
Sincerest regards,Ben
Marina posted this for comedic value, but in all seriousness, if everything’s going according to plan she’s already dead.
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