I haven’t encountered anything this bad since I rented Michael Mann’s Public Enemies.

Patton Oswalt does it again.

Hat tip to Finn.

The gag is ok, but the logo is outstanding!

Oh nothing, only the greatest movie ever made, that’s all.

You couldn’t make this story up. Watch, enjoy, and thank Finn for sending it my way.

This one right here.

Then tell me how you did in the comments. I scored a 47.

Hey, yo, what’s crack-a-lackin’ on the job front, y’all?

Check this: how’s about you and me stay up all night and maybe even ball some weekends squeezin’ out corny-ass creative for some failing automaker? Can I get a “hell yeah” for Consumer Packaged Goods y’all?

Throw ‘em in the air if you wanna sell cereal, motherfuckers!

That would be sick, right?

Word, yo, you need to hop in your whip (that ‘96 Sentra you inherited from your mom), drive your gangsta ass down to BBDO Dusseldorf and hook up a dope gig dropping phat shelf-talkers for Crispix and snot-stick inserts for zines like Modern Bride and shit!

Y’all feelin’ me?

Tight, right? So let’s strap up and do this, bitchez! Drop the brief, let’s rock some creative! This ain’t no fairy tale, this is real life, ya heard?

B to the Bizzle to the Dizzle-Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!

F*ck yeah! I work in advertising!

Now get back to work before I outsource your ass.

I think when you’re at a bar or a party and people start talking about The Hills, Jon and Kate or one of those shows, you should just silently stand up and leave the room. Don’t even grab your jacket.