Originally Posted by zogkiller
Ok, I'm going to try, TRY to be objective here, even though Norm McDonald sucks donkey dick from one universe to the next (you chimpanzees that think that "fair and balanced" is actually an objective reportive goal can just move on to the next post... your fantasies that Fox "news" is anything but propagandist puss disseminated as "information" is misguided. But I digress.
Ok, look... anyone is entitled to enjoy the sense of humor of the performer of their choice. There simply is no universal correctness on opinions reflecting personal taste. Arguing whether Guldens or Frenches or Gray Poupon is the better mustard is pointless and merely highlights the ignorance of the arguers. So, for all of you that enjoy Norm McDonald when he is being funny (I presume he must have been somewhere, to be "famous"), fine. That's your choice.
But entirely aside from the humor aspect (and to me, he's as funny as amputation without anaesthesia) this person shouldn't comment on the poker playing of Ren and Stimpy, nor any sentient or quasi sentient being. His commentary is infantile, boring, off-point, ignorant, and vomit-inducing in its inarticulation of the untold number of good observations available on this, my former favorite poker show. By the way, Gabe Kaplan (who I did think was wryly amusing, and exceedingly clever, but, again, that's individual) was simply 1 step short of brilliant in his commentary. He explained the moves players made with 95% or so accuracy, and in a relaxed everyman's style and voice. In short, he was wonderful. Conversely, aside from saying things that are so puke-inducing that I am forced to constantly hit mute when watching the show (when Norm speaks, and then to guess when he's finally shut the **** up and un-mute), his voice is so gratingly nasal, it's like being in a gas chamber with ten 13 year olds from the heart of LongGUYland New York, as the wind whistles out their nostrils carrying their whiny tones to our unprotected ears. The show has gone straight downhill in every way; the amateurs are beyond boring, the FT crew, sadly gone, added life and spirited competition, and now... blechhh, Norm.
It is not easy to take a perfectly crafted Creme Brulee straight from the broiler, finish it with a sprig of mint and carefully caramelize the top to a golden perfect brown, place it in front of a diner, and then bring a large camel's anus next to the diner's table, and have said camel spew diarrhea all over that noble dessert, but, the producers of HSP have managed to effectuate that analogy.