After watching Barb & Star yesterday, this feels like a trip to the frat house. It’s somehow dirtier, but with less sex. Funny, but much more caustic.
I saw this at an Alamo Drafthouse “Sing Along Party.” It was… odd. I think they had someone watching and turning on closed captioning whenever they thought a song would start. Sometimes the lyrics wouldn’t show, but the dialogue would. Maybe it was supposed to be a Joke Along Party as well.
I will not tell you how long I spent trying to make the letters on this poster look right. I thought I’d save time so I made a custom brush and did it in Illustrator. I probably could have neatly written it on paper and scanned it in half the time. And it’s still not quite right- but close!
