Guess what time it is?
It's time for SHARK WEEK, motherfuckers!!!!!
Last night was the start of Shark Week 2010, and I was so excited I couldn't stand it. When I woke up I jumped around in the kitchen where my dad was eating breakfast and yelled out, "Shark Week tonight!" He stared at me like, "WTF?" He definitely thinks there's something wrong with me.
My friend L and I anticipate Shark Week every year. She lives pretty far from me so we watch it together every night over the phone. We were totally prepared- we updated our Facebook statuses and changed our profile pictures to the Shark Week logo. We had Shark Bites snacks and chocolate wine. Fuck, yeah. We were ready.
Shark Week is awesomer than my birthday and Chanukkah combined. I'm aware that "awesomer" is not a real word but Shark Week definitely deserves its own dictionary. I'm not the only one that thinks so, either. Here are some other ways that the world is choosing to celebrate with me:
- I found a hilarious description of Shark Week on Pajiba.com (read the "Ultimate Air-Jaws" part- I laughed my ass off).
- TV.com has an incredible drinking game that includes changing the channel every time they show those pussy-ass nurse sharks that don't eat people. This might be the coolest idea ever invented.
- The Discovery Channel Headquarters in Maryland decorated its building with an inflatable shark named Chompie. Here's a photo:
|Check out the shark in a business suit. No one's fucking around with that guy.|
- Craig Ferguson is hosting this year. Not only does he have a shark puppet in his regular arsenal, but if it's possible, he just got even more awesome.
2010 Shark Week has a bunch of new shit, including Ultimate Air Jaws, Shark Attack Survival Guide and Day of the Shark, which sounds like a kick-ass (read: super-retarded) SyFy Channel movie. And if that weren't enough, the Discovery Channel website offers a feature called "Shark Yourself," where you can turn a photo of yourself into a shark (note: I actually did this).
Shark Week, I'm going to ask you nicely to stop being so bad-ass. I'm already planning for 2011, and I don't think I can handle this much excitement.