Who said creating a cartoon was the funnest thing on earth?
Well who ever said it forgot about the .0001% of the time when your like, "DAMN I'd rather being doing something else right now." Why do I say that? Well, you see the newest episode of What the Muck, titled "Pokergasm", deals with absurd poker tells (a poker tell is an unconscious impulse to behave a certain way depending on the strength of your hand). So naturally, we wrote the script with Debbie Deuce Dallas' never-once-failed-poker-tell is that she ORGASMS to "intimidate" other players to fold!
And when it came down to who should find the orgasm soundtracks during the weekend, the boys (Addison & Ethan) started fighting because they were both eager volunteers! The following Monday however, they came back empty-handed. I was like "we're you both too busy watching that you forgot to "listen" carefully?
Ha! LMFAO. I figured maybe their hands weren't free to take note of any good ones...
Anyway, I spent about a half hour looking for orgasm sounds, and it seems like everyone and their moms want to put up their own personal screams and is willing to give it away for free. But trust me, many sounds were totally not hot!! Like grunting wild beasts to squeaky fobby foreigners. Soon enough, I gave up. Once again, the boys jumped at the chance to find "the perfect moan". Addison found it after about 4 hours of watching / listening / whatever the hell was doing on the computer...in that back corner, with the lights off, blinds shut.. I saw some lotions too I think ;p
You're probably thinking that doesn't sound so bad (you might actually wish you could count listen to orgasms as "working") but I still have yet to mention the .0001% that made me cringe. You see, Cowboy Connor (my favorite chubby Muckster) has freaking disgusting poker tells, and one of them happened to be a long drawn out fart.
It was definitely not a surprise to find the boys weren't as excited about finding this sound effect as the orgasm...I I was yet again stuck searching for it. I went everywhere searching for the perfect fart, but after 30 minutes, I felt like gaging! "Please, someone, anyone, just find the fart." I pleaded with them. But all of a sudden they had "so much to do" (like wash their hands from listening to orgasms all day). So it was official. I had to stick it out and get the bloody job done.
Let me tell you, listening to farts is by far 1000000000000000 X less fun to listen to than orgasms. I can see why the boys passed. Ugh! And the images I had to sit through... for some reason people love to put their arses to the camera when they are wearing black spandex (some might find it "hot" but I just find it seriously disturbing...) I ended up closing my eyes through most of it and eventually, jackpot! Thank goodness the internet doesn't have smell-o-vision!
Now sit back, relax & enjoy the final product of POKERGASM!!!
p.s. I know life could be worse -- I mean, I could have a normal job where I file papers for a law firm or something. So farts and orgasms...sure I'll take that any day.
p.p.s. If you are watching this at work, hmm, be sure to put on your headphones!