Now, four years later, Max has a bestselling book (based on his website), another collection of stories set to be released soon, and a movie that comes out today. Max has been touring with I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell to college campuses all over the country since August, where, according to him, the film’s reception has been fantastic. He’s even been able to talk a girl into making an x-ray video of her giving him a blowjob during the tour. And judging by how much money The Hangover made this summer—over $270 million—it seems likely that the same idiot frat boys who’ve been attending Max’s premieres could make IHTSBIH a hit as well.

But why, exactly, are people enamored with this guy? Putting aside the way that Max has been called out for lying about his stories on several occasions, and the way that, despite his protests to the contrary, Max is obviously and venomously misogynistic (right, a guy who thinks “fat girls aren’t real people” doesn’t hate women), the fact remains that Tucker Max is. not. funny. Sure, his name is funny—it sounds like something Mattel would call a slightly wimpy action figure—but the stories themselves are nothing special. Unfortunately for Tucker Max, being convinced of your own originality and talent—and frequently referring to yourself in the third person—doesn’t automatically transform you into a comic genius.  The women (and men) who have been protesting Max during his tour have their hearts in the right place, but instead of calling him out for being a sexist prick, they should be objecting to how lame he is.

Most of the reviews of IHTSBIH give me hope for the future: Time Out New York calls it “painfully unfunny,” and the A.V. club thinks it’s “frankly boring.” The climax of the movie apparently involves Tucker “dashing naked through a hotel lobby with a case of explosive diarrhea from a can of beer laced with a laxative by a vengeful woman.” Um… hilarious?

Okay, the New York Times writing about explosive diarrhea is kind of funny.

Maybe, as those reviews indicate, the movie will finally convince people that Max doesn’t actually have much to offer. I’ll understand if this thing makes a ton of money, but if its box office returns are mediocre, I might get a small twinge of satisfaction. Then again, maybe I should just ignore all news relating to Tucker Max and spend my time watching things that are actually funny—like The Office, 30 Rock, and America’s Next Top Model—instead.

Wait, Top Model isn’t supposed to be funny?

Then I went on Facebook and stalked Karo in hopes that 1) I could meet him and 2) I could date him. (Funny, cute and Jewish? He was like my knight in shining college apparel.) That was back in the days when you had to have a .edu address to be on Facebook (I’m old), so I couldn’t find him. But I did see his stand-up show, where I laughed so hard I peed a little. And that is a true story.

Not familiar with Aaron Karo? Well, you should be. He’s totes gourmet. While at Wharton, Karo would send emails to his friends “ruminating” on college life. Those friends forwarded the email to their friends. Then those people sent it on to their friends. Soon, Karo had a million subscribers and a brand new career path as a stand-up comedian/author.

And he’s still going. Karo’s newest book, “I’m Having More Fun Than You” just hit the stores yesterday. In it Karo discusses the perks of being single when everyone else you know is getting hitched. Whether your friends are getting married or just act like it with their LDBF of 4 years, you will relate, laugh and maybe even pee a little. Or a lot-tle

Anyways, I finally tracked Karo down. The good news is he agreed to let me interview him. The bad news is he lives in L.A., which is way too far for a booty call.

5 Questions We Ask Everyone:

1. What is your most hysterical/ridiculous college memory?
I stayed out of (serious) trouble [in college], but my most ridiculous memory is a tie. On one hand is the time the football team won the league championship, we tore down the goalposts, then used them as battering rams to break out of the stadium after they locked us in. On the other hand was the night I took one of my fraternity brothers to the ER after he jumped off a ledge and cracked his head open – only to find the rest of my fraternity already there assisting another guy who had punched his hand through a window. Good times.

2. What are five things you can’t live without?
DVR, Blackberry, LOST, alcohol, and the Yankees.

3. What’s your motto/advice you live by?
Work hard, play harder.

4. What’s your favorite song to belt out at the bar/in the car/for karaoke?
My fraternity brothers still make fun of me for playing “Still Not a Player” by Big Pun every day for a year. I still love it.

5. Ten years from now you will be….
Hopefully still answering interview questions on college web sites.

5 Questions Just for Aaron Karo:

1. What do you miss most about college?
Not having to worry…about anything. Any concern you could possibly have in college pales in comparison to what we have to deal with after college.

2. What do current college students have to look forward to in the real world?
The one benefit of graduating during a recession? Low expectations.

3. You went to school to get into business and now you’re doing stand-up. Why did you change your path? What advice do you have for college students who changed their minds about their futures and are now totally freaking out?
I didn’t change my career path as much as many people think. I’m still in business – just for myself. In fact, I use my business degree more now than I ever did on Wall Street. People would be surprised by how much the seemingly irrelevant stuff they learned in college comes in handy later.

4. What is the biggest thing/truth about guys that college girls just don’t get?
One – we are morons. Even by college, we have not yet learned the nuances of attracting women so we just go at it caveman style. We don’t know any better. Two – we are dicks. Not so much because we’re assholes, but because, as college guys, we’re surrounded by like-minded dudes who encourage boorish behavior. At least that’s the excuse I’m going with.

5. Tell us about your new book – what inspired this book? What lessons can people take from it? (Because there has to be a lesson in there, right?)
The book came about when I got closer to turning thirty. I realized that all of the women around me wanted to get married more… while I actually wanted to get married less. So that inspired this humorous take on why single people are having more fun than people in relationships. There is in fact a lesson – that one of the advantages of being single that isn’t talked about much is that you get the opportunity to learn about yourself. I believe that only once you’ve been single for a while and put yourself out there can you really know what you want in a relationship. Also, the blow jobs are pretty good too.

Pick up “I’m Having More Fun Than You” and the entire Karo collection on Amazon. And for a good laugh/something else to procrastinate that paper a little longer, visit Karo’s site, Ruminations.com.

We’re back with another edition of G.W.W.E. (Guys We Wanna Eff)!

I’m a big SNL fan, and while my love for cast member Andy Samberg is well-known, I’ve got to pay homage to my other main funnyman, Bill Hader.

The cutie from Oklahoma hit it big on the weekly sketch comedy and has made memorable performances as half of the Same-Sex Couple From New Jersey (“ayooo!”) and former New  York Governor Eliot Spitzer (you know, the one with the hooker problem), among others. But no matter what role he’s playing, you can’t disguise his tall, lean frame and that wry, wide grin.

However, Bill crossed the line from cute to sexy in (one of my all-time favorites) Superbad as half of McLovin’s policeman posse. It was the first time I had seen Bill in a breakout film role (since then, he’s appeared in Forgetting Sarah Marshall and Pineapple Express) and, well, there’s just something about that police uniform that is irresistibly effable.  And “bona-fide badass,” as he says.

So as Bill continues his run on SNL, I’ll keep hoping  I get to eff him live from New York one Saturday night. Or Friday, if that works. Or Wednesday…

[This post is courtesy of our gal pal, Marie Claire.]

With Amy Poehler’s new sitcom, Parks and Recreation,MC premiering this month, and Tina Fey ruling Hollywood from atop a pile of Emmys, funny women are having a moment.  rounds up the pioneers, the visionaries, and the chemically imbalanced to talk about how we got here.

Can a pretty girl be funny?
MARGARET CHO (Lifetime’s upcoming Drop Dead Diva): I remember seeing beautiful girls do stand-up, and it was a disaster every time. Not only were people not gonna listen to you because you’re a woman, if you’re good-looking, people really don’t want to listen to you.

SUSIE ESSMAN (Curb Your Enthusiasm): I’ve had to give some young female comics advice about what they’re wearing. Like, you can’t wear something too provocative — it’s too confusing to the men in the audience. They don’t know if they wanna f**k you or laugh at you.

JOAN RIVERS (comedian): Phyllis Diller used to dress like a fool. Totie Fields was a big fat woman. In the beginning, women comedians were all grotesque in one way or another.

PHYLLIS DILLER (comedian): When I started, I had a broken nose, my teeth were crooked, and I was very skinny. And you know what? It all helped.

ESSMAN: I always wondered if Roseanne would have been accepted by the country, being as strong as she was, if she weren’t fat. Lucy was beautiful. But she played dumb, dumb, dumb.

SUZANNE SOMERS (Three’s Company): [When I was fired from Three’s Company], a producer said to the ABC people, “She’s a blonde. I trained her, I’ll train another one,” like I was some sort of seal … [But] a comedy is musical. It took me two years to understand the rhythm, the beat, the timing, but once I heard the music, oh, my God, I so got it.

Read the rest at Marie Claire.

Ok, so that’s a lie. I don’t usually leave the bar before a 2 a.m. screaming rendition of Like A Prayer. I did begin DVRing SNL, though, and rewinding Weekend Update over and over again. That sh*t is funny and Amy Poehler is the woman I dream to become: funny, witty, successful, blonde, and married to Will Arnett.

So, yeah, SNL has been making me laugh lately. A lot. But last night it made me cry again. Not because it was so unfunny that it hurt (like that Michael Phelps ep.), but because my favorite little lady is leaving the show for good. Amy P. decided it was time to stay home with her new baby (boooo!) and took a little time out of last night’s episode to say goodbye.

It was everything you’d expect from a Poehler goodbye, though the comic relief could not stop my tears. (I know, pathetic.) Let’s just hope this is only a little pause in Poehler’s career and not the end. And that SNL doesn’t start majorly sucking now that she’s gone.

It’s about time funny girls are seen as the sex icons we, I mean, they are!

Take for example, Tina Fey, Amy Poehler, and Sarah Silverman. Those are three very funny and very sexy ladies. I mean, Sarah Silverman graced the cover of Maxim last year. Mind you, it was a little weird with the whole gorilla suit thing, but she still looked sexy. And Maxim also declared Tina Fey as one of the 5 women they aren’t supposed to want…but they do anyway. And I don’t blame them!

Think about it! Women have been attracted to funny guys for-e-ver. People like Adam Sandler and Jim Carrey were never conventionally sexy, but women were falling at their feet. Why? Because they were funny. It is about time men caught on and realized that sexy can mean more than big boobs and long, blonde hair, and that a funny woman can be the sexiest thing of all.

So, rock on, funny ladies, rock on! The world is your oyster.

1. Check out a Concert

No, I’m not suggesting you sit on Ticketmaster for hours to pay hundreds of dollars to see Fall Out Boy. Check out a band you’ve never heard of. Scour the web for open mic nights and underground punk shows. You might end up catching the next big thing to hit MTV. If there’s a venue nearby that’s known for being a breeding ground for legendary rockers, join their mailing list. Otherwise, check out sites like Underground Hip Hop Dot Com or Open Mikes to find some decent music at a cheap price. Stuck on campus without a car? See if your school sponsors its own concert series, open mic’s or talent shows, and hit ‘em up, son.

2. Pee Your Pants (Not Literally)

Underground concerts too loud for you? Hit up a comedy club or try to catch an improv troupe in your area. Comedy shows run fairly cheap, and you can bust a gut without waking up with your ears ringing in the morning. Sites like The Improv list venues in several different cities, or you can Google “improv” and the name of your town to see if there’s anything nearby. Did you know that tons of Saturday Night Live regulars got their start at improv clubs like LA’s infamous Groundlings? Or that comic messiahs like Adam Sandler used to tour college campuses before making it big?

3. Take Center Stage

My personal life motto? You haven’t lived until you’ve Karaoke’d. Find a local dive bar that hosts karaoke, and hit it up. You don’t have to worry about being embarrassed in front of townies who are doing renditions of the Dixie Chicks and Metallica, and if you can force yourself onstage without boozing it up, you really won’t have to pay anything for a kick-ass good time. Karaoke in the states is at an all-time high, so there’s bound to be someplace nearby that will let you croon “Total Eclipse of the Heart.”

4. Casino Night

Free drinks while you gamble? Two words for the poverty-stricken college student: Penny Slots.

5. Stage a Cultural Outing

Everyone wastes $10 at the cinemas these days to see 90 minutes of cliches and inevitable plot lines. Get your culture on and take in a play, a musical, a cabaret, a drag show, anything! If you live in a city that’s host to a variety of playhouses, chances are, you can get student rush tix on the cheap, and if not, check out your local repertory theaters or community theaters. There have been some amazing shows to hit the stages over the past few years, and chances are, you’ve only seen them on DVD (e.g. The Producers, Little Shop of Horrors, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Hairspray… why not seem them all live?)

6. Laser Tag and Cosmic Bowling

Playing pseudo-sports in the dark, under black lights and glowing neon? It’s like a graffiti party, without the “Who the hell wrote that” factor the next morning! Let out your competitive streak by challenging your friends to a game or two, and follow up with a greasy trip to the 24-hour diner for some Disco Fries. Your arteries will hate you, but it’ll be a refreshing, welcome change.

7. Check Out Your Campus Calendar

Don’t feel like finding a DD or selling your soul for gas money? Tons of colleges these days are sponsoring quality entertainment on the weekends, in an effort to prevent their students from binge drinking for 72 hours straight. From music events to movie screenings to themed activities in the student union, you can get your fun on for cheap, or, even better, free, and you never have to worry about the cops busting up your good time.

Comedian Katt Williams is missing…

Rumer Willis is a whack job!

The best things come in small packages…lookin’ good when you’re not 5’11”

He may be a little weird…but TomKat made a damn cute kitten!

So, I know the election’s over, but Sarah Palin continues to amuse me.

Tips on going vintage…

Baby animals are sooo cute!!

Amazingness…get Hilary Duff’s look for under $100!!!

Get ready, ladies (and some gents), Black Friday is right around the corner…

LC’s ex is back in the news…

You date, you learn. And you’d think that the people you date will just vanish of the face off the earth, because it’s only polite, right? You dealt with the waves of nausea and anxiety during the end-phase, and so they should bother you no longer.

“Should” being the key word.

I’m a fan of amicably parting ways, sure, but when you pointedly don’t is the guaranteed time that son of a bitch will come back to haunt you. So as a preventative measure you weed them out. You try to be proactive and delete them from your phone—number, email, all of it, and even those text messages and voicemails you like to listen to.

Have faith, you’ll find a new distraction, let down your guard because this one’s different, and the cycle can repeat itself all over again. Joy. In any case, you make moves and move on, and the ex, or pseudo-ex, or whatever you called him is but a distant memory.

If you haven’t guessed by now, the weeding out can bite you in the ass. Please, dear readers, learn from my mistakes.

These days, I’ve been plenty distracted, and out of nowhere I get a call. The number wasn’t familiar, but come on; we all know those randoms who get your number at the bar and don’t call it for three-to-six months after the fact. I was feeling adventurous. I answered.

In retrospect, and even at the time, this was not a good idea. Don’t do this. The voice sounded vaguely familiar, a guy’s, but I couldn’t exactly place it. And here follows the dialogue:

Mystery Caller: So you’re number’s in my phone but I don’t know who this is. Did we maybe have a fun night together or something?

—At this point, you should regret answering and hang up. Me? Well, curiosity killed the cat, not the K, right?—

K: You’re not in my phone at all so I really couldn’t tell you. What’s your name?

—Continuing is worse than answering. But he sounded kind of attractive.—

Mystery Caller: [joking around, avoiding the question] I’m just trying to figure out how I know you. What’s your name again?

—First of all, homes, YOU called ME. This guy must’ve known SOMETHING. But I know this voice, and my chattiness and boredom win the inner debate. I do not hang up. Should this happen to you, Hang. Up.—

K: I’m K. Who are you?

Mystery Caller: K, this is [insert The Comedian, aka the crier’s, actual name here]. Does that ring a bell?

—Of course it does. I thought I’d never hook up again after that disaster. Why are you calling me like a year after the fact…?—

K: Oh…. Yeah.

Comedian: So did we have a fun night together or what?

—Do not be nice. But if you’re like me, and dumb enough to continue, you probably will be.—

K: I mean, that might’ve happened.

— And then you cried and it got too awkward to even talk. Where the eff are you going with this?—

Comedian: K, why don’t you tell all the people about that night—

CLICK. I snapped my phone shut and threw it as though it were burning my hand. “Tell the people”? That douchebag had his cell phone up to a microphone while he was PERFORMING A STAND-UP GIG.

I was used in a COMEDY BIT. A YEAR LATER! AND HE WAS THE ONE WHO CRIED!

And seriously? What kind of comedian makes calls as part of his routine? Oh, a BAD one. Who CRIES IN BED.

Rage is really not a strong enough word for this situation. Twenty minutes later I got a text saying he realized who I was and apologized, saying he’d explain but I’d probably think he was a bigger a**hole than I already did.

I’m not entirely sure that’s possible.

And a week later? To add insult to injury, I walked past him and his new girlfriend as I was leaving work. In a city of 8 million, this guy is one of the passers by. The guys from the past pop back up, when you least expect it and least need it. So how do you handle the ex encounter? Keep silent and keep moving, or by getting the last laugh?

[Photo courtesy of petermerry.com]

What? You don't agree?

You may not have noticed him in Anchorman, or remember him being in The 40 Year Old Virgin, but, come on, you didn't wanna eff him in Knocked Up? Rogan is even starring in "Zack & Miri Make a Porno," which obviously means he is 100% effable.]

I have never told anyone this before, but after I saw Knocked Up with my (now ex) boyfriend, I was totally turned on. Weird, right? I mean, the thought of having a baby totally freaked me out, and seeing that baby come out of Katherine Heigl’s va-jay totally grossed me out, but I couldn’t keep my hands to myself the entire way home.

And then I realized why: I totally wanted to eff Seth Rogan.

He’s not the type of guy you’d drool over at the bar, (in fact he’s more the type of guy that smokes pot in the corner), nor is he the type your mom would necessarily love to have over for dinner. He was the dorky guy in high school who watched as all the taller, hotter dudes (without the Jew-Fro) got all the girls.

But that is why we love him. Well, that and the fact that he is just really effing hilarious.

Rogan is a comedy genius. You saw Superbad, didn’t you? And Da Ali G show? Yeah, he wrote those. Imagine how much more fun sex can be when you got a man this funny by your side (or on top/underneath/behind you). And he’s all cuddly and cute…and looks really hot in those glasses. I’m getting all hot and bothered just thinking about it.

Seriously, give this dude another look; you too will see why he’s a guy we wanna eff.