JethroMcB posted:

Nooooo, thread, don't kid yourselves. Jonathan pretty much admitted to committing a rape, and it wasn't funny or entertaining in the least. "She never responded to my MySpace request!" Well, based on the story you just told? Yeah! No poo poo.

That said, you will compartmentalize and accept things about a person if you enjoy their work or their personality. You'll gleefully lambaste a public figure that you have no connection to for their behavior, but you'll overlook another's if it's convenient. For example, my grandfather was one of my greatest influences in life, and he thought Woody Allen's comedy was beyond compare. He introduced me to Allen's work during a formative period in my adolescence and, as a result, "Love and Death," "Bananas," "Take the Money and Run," "Sleeper," they're among my favorite films of all time. I know the jokes by heart. These days I just swallow hard and ignore the drama of Woody's personal life (and the pedophilia jokes in the films themselves) because those movies mean something to me. I want to recognize their merits and the memory of my grandfather sharing something with me more than I want to recognize the fact that Woody Allen is a goddamn creep who hosed his adopted daughter and is now handsy as poo poo with the pubescent girls who live with him and call him Dad.

I hate the shithead kids of wealthy people who can seemingly get away with anything, and I hate drunk drivers. Jonathan and Seth both fit those descriptions in their pasts. Yet the one hour a week I get to listen to them - even when they are reminiscing about those days - entertains me enough that I can gloss over those histories in my mind. I know it's hypocrisy, dammit, but my solipsistic need to be entertained eventually supersedes my sense of "decency." A Horse Named Mandy, there is almost certainly a celebrity that your girlfriend loves who is/was a loving monster. Hell, just turn on "Thriller." See if her immediate reaction is anything besides "Michael Jackson was a child rapist."

roach cum puddle posted:

Just quoting this again cuz if you haven't read it you really should. I wish the voicemail didn't have a time limit so I could call in and do a dramatic reading of this.

UP AND ADAM posted:

I got my UYD rasta tanktop just in time for the 4th. God bless America.

mcvey posted:

Bolek posted:

Probably can cool it on rape jokes just a thought

niethan posted:

yo guys what was the link where someone compiled most of the intro and outro songs? something on soundcloud?

What It Dooski posted:

I don't know about soundcloud but there's at least one playlist on Spotify that stays pretty up to date. Just search Uhh Yeah Dude

roach cum puddle posted:

I find it easy to judge based on the initial "woooo!!!!" what the audiencesoundlevel is at.

After listening to this episode that one person's post about going to the show is a lot funnier.

C-Euro posted:

I know a goon is/was maintaining a playlist on Grooveshark, but I don't know what its current condition is.

Biodome posted:

Bad episode?

C-Euro posted:

I am, and I convinced my girlfriend to give UYD another chance so she'll be there with me.

A Horse Named Mandy posted:

Indefensible; that's the word I was grasping at. When she asked why I just paid $60 dollars for the two of us to listen to a rapist, I found it pretty hard to justify on the spot.

JethroMcB posted:

Nooooo, thread, don't kid yourselves. Jonathan pretty much admitted to committing a rape, and it wasn't funny or entertaining in the least. "She never responded to my MySpace request!" Well, based on the story you just told? Yeah! No poo poo.

That said, you will compartmentalize and accept things about a person if you enjoy their work or their personality. You'll gleefully lambaste a public figure that you have no connection to for their behavior, but you'll overlook another's if it's convenient. For example, my grandfather was one of my greatest influences in life, and he thought Woody Allen's comedy was beyond compare. He introduced me to Allen's work during a formative period in my adolescence and, as a result, "Love and Death," "Bananas," "Take the Money and Run," "Sleeper," they're among my favorite films of all time. I know the jokes by heart. These days I just swallow hard and ignore the drama of Woody's personal life (and the pedophilia jokes in the films themselves) because those movies mean something to me. I want to recognize their merits and the memory of my grandfather sharing something with me more than I want to recognize the fact that Woody Allen is a goddamn creep who hosed his adopted daughter and is now handsy as poo poo with the pubescent girls who live with him and call him Dad.

I hate the shithead kids of wealthy people who can seemingly get away with anything, and I hate drunk drivers. Jonathan and Seth both fit those descriptions in their pasts. Yet the one hour a week I get to listen to them - even when they are reminiscing about those days - entertains me enough that I can gloss over those histories in my mind. I know it's hypocrisy, dammit, but my solipsistic need to be entertained eventually supersedes my sense of "decency." A Horse Named Mandy, there is almost certainly a celebrity that your girlfriend loves who is/was a loving monster. Hell, just turn on "Thriller." See if her immediate reaction is anything besides "Michael Jackson was a child rapist."