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Lazy Sunday
Okay, so now that The Chronic (what?!) -cles of Narnia Rap has jumped the shark and even your crazy uncle joe knows that Google Maps is the best (true that double true) and your kid sister is walking around in her Crazy Delicious tee and has skinned her myspace page with Andy Samberg pics (even though she really crushes on Chris Parnell but, ohmigod, none of her friends are going to understand) and you've got the free download on your ipod but haven't watched it not even once, it is time to assert your LA hipster kung-fu skills by going retro and obscure on folks.
Next time somebody talks to you about the mad rhyme skillz of the SNL players, sigh loudly and throw out how you liked Samberg and the lonely island guys back when they were local and irreverent and hadn't moved to New York and sold out to the man. Sure, Lazy Sunday is "cute" but you're all about the satire and absurdity of The 'Bu.
Then blow their minds with your Chris Parnell knowledge and show them Farm Slut.
You'll be the king or queen of the east side for at least 5 minutes.