To those who were at Boston Skeptics in the Pub Trivia this evening, here is the video clip you’ve been awaiting. During Round Four (guess the monster round) and later, I spent quite a bit of time joking about the mothman saying the bone=chilling word “chapstick.” At least one person out of forty was as amused as I was, so to catch the rest of you up, here’s the trailer for the Mothman Prophesies. Fast forward to 1:30 for the lulz. It’s currently 1:30 am and I keep watching and rewatching, laughing hysterically. Those of you who were not at Skeptics in the Pub, you truly missed out on many good times, mostly of which* involved me saying “CHAP-STICK” breathlessly into the microphone at random moments.
*mostly of which? That can’t be right. I’m very tired.
Great another hilarious thing I am going to reference in everyday life that none of my friends will understand but I myself will laugh at every time.
You know if you’re drunk enough, “Chap-stick” sounds kind of like “Skepchick.” Or is it the other way around?
As soon as I saw the title of this post, I thought to myself, “A Mothman reference! No, surely not — it can’t be… Wait… yes, it is!”
For years now, my monster/Tom Waits recitation of ‘chap-stick’ has been unappreciated by all, with the exception of the one friend who endured that movie with me.
Thank you for helping the world understand my stupid jokes.
Also, as an artist, I noticed that this trailer is a beautiful example of how every character who sees cryptids or paranormal events in the film world also happens to be an angsty, ‘gifted’ artist. Just like in real life!
Oh, alicia, we are totally with you. After I described the scene and did my spot-on Mothman imitation, Expatria pointed out that he brought up the exact same scene while his team was working out the answers. It’s not just you!
I don’t know if that was the best or worst product placement in cinema history.
I wish I could have made it to the pub last night.
I wish I could have made it last night. I am busy packing up all my stuff so I can move back to school for my senior year. Maybe next month I will be able to cruise at their.
Still not funny. :-P
one of these days I’ll make it to a skeptrivia night.
It’s alarming how many of you actually saw that movie.
At least give the moth dude some credit for flat-out saying “chap-stick”, instead of the typical pseudo-descriptive rambling:
“What’s in my hand?”
“I’m getting something… a tube… flavored… waxy…” etc.
And the voice is creepy, but it has nothing on the earthen rasp of Sylvia Browne. She would have been a much more convincing Mothman.
I’m surprised nobody has yet demanded a CHAP-STICK t-shirt for the Skepchick store.
Ooxman: No, see, you only do that when you can’t control what’s actually in the person’s hand. But when you can write the scene so that the object matches the voice, why not?
I’m a little surprised this movie actually got made. As I kept telling people last night, I fell asleep repeatedly when I tried to watch it with a friend of mine. God, what a boring piece of crap.
Apart from the chapstick, of course. ;)
Anyway, the best part of that scene by far is Richard Gere’s terrified recoil. It’s like the CHAP-STICK turned into a snake or a deadly spider or something. But it didn’t. It was just some CHAP-STICK.
EXCELLENT. I’m glad you found that video. I’m totally going to have to call my sister (with whom I used to reference that scene) and ask her to guess what I’ve got in my hand. If she doesn’t recall the reference I’ll be sad.
Also: I need to find the Jersey Devil picture you used, although I’d much prefer an ACTUAL Jersey Devil (if that’s really what they look like) to use in place of a bike/car. I’ll ride it like Tycho Brahe’s midget on a drunken elk*
*No, that wasn’t meant to be an innuendo, but I will certainly use it as such in the future
So, Tycho Brahe’s midget rides the Jersey Devil into a bar. The bartender looks at the Jersey Devil and says, “Why the long face?”
The midget glares at the bartender and says, “Dude, that was so racist.”
It’s hilarious how completely unfunny this thread is. Srsly.
The Jersey Devil is so much cooler than the Mothman. For serious. Especially if being ridden by Tycho Brahe’s midget.
I sure do wish that I was in the Boston area/old enough to get drunk in public. It seems that I’ve missed out on a lot. haha.
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