I’ve heard about Sharknado. I’ve looked at Sharknado memes. I’ve watched the Nostalgia Critic’s review of Sharknado. I’ve even seen people cosplay in Sharknado costumes.
But now, Sharknado is on TV. And it is even more glorious in its’ terribleness than I imagined.
I’ve heard so much about it that this is like the negative version of, after all the Internet speculation, meeting Carles from Hipster Runoff. You’ve heard so much about it online that the fact it’s real actually seems kind of unbelievable. Meta-ness off the charts.
Remember guys when you’re having a bad day, there is always Sharknado and the fact that you didn’t make it. You’ve always got that for the light at the end of the tunnel.
Now I am going to glory in the Science From the Minds of People Who Think The Room Is The Height of Screenwriting that states it is possible to cut your way out of a shark’s stomach with a chainsaw. And a good day to you.
Cross-posted to my tumblr