Shhh...Don't Tellby Anonymous

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July 21, 2004: Adam Sandler has never let us down when it comes to comedy, folks. Who can forget "They're all gonna laugh at you", or our favorite, "Barry Lincoln". Ah, the good ole days. Well, our Jewish friend has outdone himself. He really sticks it to his audience with side-splitting entertainment and rip-roaring jokes that tickle the subconscious. It appeals to all us high-level executive types, who don't really get a chance to laugh anymore. I mean, how can we? We leave the door at seven AM, only to see your no-good, mooching wife lying in bed because she claims "the kids need her". Then you drive that mundane trek to work in bumper-to-bumper traffic, knowing that half those people are probably grinning their way to the unemployment line. You work for nine, ten, even eleven hours a day, to get only criticism and no praise. And for what, a paycheck? I sometimes joke with my colleagues, kidding that I have to take a HUGE dump, and disappear from my desk for a while. But what I'm really doing is crying. And because we're stuck in such a hustle-and-bustle society, nobody can dry my tears. The skin under my eyes gets raw after a while, ya know. And it hurts. Anyway, where was I, oh yeah. Sandler makes things all better with his handle on relationships, office humor, medical problems, and the never-tiring antics about old people diarrhea. God, I love that bit. How's that one go? Something like, "If old people smiled as often as they crapped themselves..." How does that go? Haha, aw, man, I'm horrible at remembering jokes. Oh, oh, then he starts talking about bathing the mexicans. My gosh, how can you NOT laugh at that one? "Stinky burritos, mang"... Oh -ho, man, my sides hurt. But yeah, if you're looking for that special something to spice up your drive home or make that trip to the corporate office go a little quicker, go and get this album. I swear by it.