and I killed a guy with a trident

Oh man...I think the movie would have been worth it for that line alone.

If I need a good laugh, I reread James Thurber's "The Night The Bed Fell"

Briggs was not the only member of his family who had his crotchets. Old Aunt Alelissa Beall (who could whistle like a man, with two fingers in her mouth) suffered under the premonition that she was destined to die on South High Street, because she had been born on South High Street and married on South High Street. Then there was Aunt Sarah Shoaf, who never went to bed at night without the fear that a burglar was going to get in and blow chloroform under her door through a tube. To avert this calamity -for she was in greater dread of anesthetics than of losing her household goods-she always piled her money, silverware, and other valuables in a neat stack just outside her bedroom, with a note reading,: "This is all I have. Please take it and do not use your chloroform, as this is all I have." Aunt Gracie Shoaf also had a burglar phobia, but she met it with more fortitude. She was confident that burglars had been getting into her house every night for four years. The fact that she never missed anything was to her no proof to the contrary. She always claimed that she scared them off before they could take anything, by throwing shoes down the hallway. When she went to bed she piled, where she could get at them handily, all the shoes there were about her house. Five minutes after she had turned off the light, she would sit up in bed and say "Hark!" Her husband, who had learned to ignore the whole situation as long ago as 1903, would either be sound asleep or pretend to be sound asleep. In either case he would not respond to her tugging and pulling, so that presently she would arise, tiptoe to the door, open it slightly and heave a shoe down the hall in one direction, and its mate down the hall in the other direction. Some nights she threw them all, some nights only a couple of pair.

I love James Thurber, especially The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. But as we've already noticed, I'm partial to anything to do with racing cars. Add some great humor into that, and I'm hooked.

GG: Hmmm.. . tonight it's going to be Loganeriffic. I didn't expect to see him on GG tonight.

Dog in Elk!!!!

Also always funny:

Eddie Izzard, notably the Beekeeper bit, as well as Darth Vader in the cafeteria of the Death Star.

GG: I just don't like Logan, Sumi. I have tried, because it seems that the show does, but everything he does they think says "sweet, lovable madcap" makes me think "entitled little shit who needs the smirk wiped off his face" Maybe it's me being all Working-Class Hero, Cause I do that.

Eddie Izzard

"ma grand-mère est flambée…" and "Of which there are FIVE!" slay me every time. As well as "hoocha hoocha hoocha - lobster!"

"ma grand-mère est flambée…"

I always find some reason to show that in my French classes. You know, for educational purposes.

Also always funny: "I *wish* I had some root and a husband!"