I need laffs so I've been searching for some through Netflix. I've mainly been searching for women comedians. While I like a funny man, I really hate an unfunny one and there's too many unfunny men that get specials and shit. It just seems to be easier to weed through the women. Unfunny men make me want to beat nuns. I've seen a bunch of the funny men anyway: Carlin. (Don't even know if his stuff's still there but they used to have an assload of it at one time.) Louis CK. Craig Ferguson. So anway...
Ali Wong - Baby Cobra. I didn't think I'd enjoy watching a slutty prego as much as I did her. I'm wary of slutty women comics because their promiscuity becomes their punchline and it can get super old fast. See Lisa Lampaneli, Amy Schumer, etc. It's actually a similar deal with the prudie ones. You can talk about this shit, but if that's all you've got for me, I'm going to lose my patience with you. Ali Wong gets almost uncomfortably TMI. She talks about her HPV. Her miscarriage bike. Stifling her shits. "Pussy" and "snail trail" make it into the same sentence. It works because it borders on educational, I think.
It's nice to hear a woman acknowledge these things. It makes her more like a real person instead of other comics that are just trying to make an image.
Kitty Flanagan. (I actually watched her special on Netflix: Hello Kitty Flanagan.) She's like the older, peppier, Aussie version of me. I'll be your friend, Kitty.
I also saw two other chicks who got a couple of laughs from me. I don't remember their names. I tried looking up who they were but the Netflix site is a bitch and a half. rant// It's made for touchscreens. It doesn't let me sign in anymore. To clarify, Merla owns the account but I could sign in under any profile connected to the account. Doing this only required the user name and password. Now the sign-in screen insists on an email and password. (Or sign in with FB.) Only Merla's email has been connected to our Netflix. I don't know if I can also connect myself to it, but I wasn't gonna do that anyway. If I didn't already have her credentials, I'd be boned right now. Especially since I'm the only profile left with a DVD queue and you can only add DVDs through the website as far as I can tell. I was actually signing in to cancel that. Which is great. Because they're making my life harder anyway. So fuck you, Netflix.
When I signed out, Netflix then proceeded to autoplay an Orange is the New Black trailer. Double fuck you, Netflix. //rant
I did see a bunch of unfunny chick comics, too, but I one-starred their asses and moved on. Didn't get any of those bitches' names. Heather... or Jena... or something. Oh, Leslie Jones. I tried watching her special. It was painful in proportion to the million beads of sweat pouring all over her body. I'm not even gonna click on anything starting with Chels- and ending with -andler.