I don’t know whether he deserves an Oscar or a restraining order.
I die laughing at this every god damn time. The prayer hands are so fucking funny
My fave part is when they’re doing him up for the 2000’s style, and there’s a couple frames where you can clearly see a “lets just get this over with” expression on his face
Jack looks like he bolted 2 caterpillars onto his face and they’re trying to rebel.
At least my forehead doesn’t wrinkle up like a leather purse!
But then my wrinkles go away. Unlike your grey hairs.
Well sorry we don’t all have a stylist to take care of our hair Mr. L.A.
My hair is a luxurious gift from heaven. Yours crawled out of some backwoods Irish bog, a stylist wouldn’t even know where to start with you.
Bog water makes your hair strong and glorious!! We Irish tend to our own hair like beasts, other people cant handle our sensational locks!! something a city boy like you wont understand.
Call me city boy all you want, I was born on a volcano and raised by the woods. You were born on potatoes and raised by sheep. G’night boo
As funny as this is, as someone who has met a European badger, all I can say is at least the American one has the decency not to hide the fact that it will tear your kidneys out via your toes if you so much as look at it funny.
You know that whole trope where like, the protagonists get teleported up into the aliens’ spaceship or base or whatever and the alien appears to them only it doesn’t appear as it really looks like but rather, since it doesn’t want to scare the protagonists, it takes the form of something we find familiar and pleasing and is like, “I look like your dad or whatever–is this form okay?” Like I think about that trope a lot and I think like, what if the alien couldn’t pick out a form via telepathy and only had earth media to try and decide what form would scare its human guests least and be accepted almost immediately and honestly the more I think about it the more options for what form that might be are just really fun to me.
“I have chosen the form of your earth playwright and composer Lin-Manuel Miranda–do not be afraid. I come in peace.”
“Greetings. I am Glofnorbo of the cloud you call the ‘Pegasus Nebula.’ I have scanned your earth media from afar and empirically decided that you would find the form of the one known as Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson most pleasing. I have come to confer with your leaders.”
“Do not be panic. I come in peace. I have assumed the form of your insectoid demigoddess ‘Hatsune Miku’ so that we may communicate peacefully without my true form horrifying you.”
“It was decided that I would assume the form of your ‘Mister Rogers’ in order to best welcome your world to the galactic neighborhood without frightening your kind.”
“…So did your colleague take on the form of Jack Black for that reason too?”
“No, that is the actual Jack Black. We do not know how to make him leave.”
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