Atom.com recently got Tommy Wiseau, director of the infamous good bad movie The Room to direct this short film, The House That Dripped Blood on Alex, because it’s always a good idea to have guys who make unintentionally funny dramas attempt intentional comedy. Wait, am I serious or am I being ironic? (*sigh*) …I don’t even know anymore, dude. (*smokes clove*)
Anyway, it’s 12-minutes long and I’d love to tell you whether it’s any good or not, but about a minute into it, Joey Greco from Cheaters showed up and I had to shut down my computer so I could have it de-greased. Ugh. Is there a more slimy, disgusting human being that guy? Seeing him try to act is instant douche chills. I avoid him like Cam Gigandet covered in feces. If you need me, I’ll be taking a long, hot rape shower.




First Evan Stone and now Joey Greco- the Criso I keep in my kitchen just can’t compete.
Simon says, its always a good idea to lube up a douche before insertion.
Shit, that should be “crisco.” Clearly, I don’t know what I’m talking about
Hugh Laurie hasn’t been the same since he dripped blood. And isn’t Rape Shower an excellent title for the sequal?
“Yah tahreengk me apaaaaht, Joey!!!”
It was so bad, he put Country Strong up instead!
Why would Cam Gigandet covered in feces avoid Joey Greco?
Hey, you know Mark Roman, the guy who used to play safety for the Niners? I’d like to see him wrestle Joey Gr….
*large hook extends from backstage and drags Donk away*
What a coincidence! I just installed Kohler’s Rape Shower Head. It’s just like my old shower head, but it makes the water tastes like tears.
I’m usually a stickler for pronunciation, but I really want to start calling him Joey Grease-oh, instead of Joey Greck-oh.
*Donk fights back against the hook, peeks head from behind curtain*
TOMMY WISEAU IS SO PRETENTIOUS… I PREFER HIS COUSIN, JACQUES SMARTWATER.
*Donk disappears again behind curtain, a small thud is heard, then a large thud*
Vince, I’m really surprised you and B3 (that’s your Frotcast bros/their possible 90s boy-band name) don’t embrace the wonderful, addictive awfulness of the Room. It’s awesome. You need to get Tommy on the show. He’d do it.
With a last name like “Mancini”, I don’t understand this aversion to grease…
Anyway, it’s 12-minutes long and I’d love to tell you whether it’s any good or not, but about a minute into it, Joey Greco from Cheaters showed up
I’ve seen Kirk-on-Spock fanfic scripts that have started out more innocently than that sentence.
“because it’s always a good idea to have guys who make unintentionally funny dramas attempt intentional comedy. Wait, am I serious or am I being ironic?”
You’re doing neither, but you’re tearing me apart, Vincent!
I’ve heard of self-loathing Jews, but a self-loathing dago? Is that like those Italian-groups that protest the Jersey Shore?
Lights, Camera, Jackson! Cried when he saw this at the theatre. Not because the movie scared him. He was talking so much about how the movie wasn’t made for people his age that I started punching him.