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Tea Party Calls For “Tea Baggings,” Why Is Everyone Laughing?

By El Guapo, The Daily Refried

In an effort to construct a more focused and effective message, the nation’s patriots who’ve coalesced into the Tea Party have chosen to retool as the presidential election looms closer.

This powerful grassroots organization will be moving away from the inventive spelling juggernauts that became known popularly as “Tea Parties” to something they feel will rebrand and refresh their image. A little rejuvenation for the homestretch, if you will.

Henceforth and forever these gatherings of sensible, concerned citizens  will be known as “Tea Baggings” to underscore that the time for a “party” is behind us. The next, more aggressive phase is now in effect. No more of that previous frivolity and merriment one associates with Tea Parties.

The movement has evolved into a “Tea Bagging.” There will be “Tea Baggings” across the country. No one will be able to escape these “Tea Baggings.”

Why are you giggling? Where is your sense of decorum?

Seriously.

Why are you laughing?

Stop.

You’re not fooling me. I can see you’re still giggling into your arm.

Fine.

You’re not invited to tea bag with us, now.

Your handsome and humble servant-

El Guapo

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[Photo by Pargon]

D-bag Vaccine Provides Little Solace to Those Already Afflicted

By El Guapo, The Daily Refried

“It sounds great, but what about those of us who already have an advanced case?” responded one anonymous douchebag (d-bag) while simultaneously texting his friend and blasting the newest dub step club hit. Researchers at The University of Phoenix say that they might be one step closer to eliminating d-baggery altogether. After inoculating the offspring of d-bag lab mice, it appears that none of the treated mice have developed douchey traits like:

  • pride in being an idiot
  • intense egocentrism
  • a laughable overestimation of their likability, intelligence, and overall human worth
  • lack of basic empathy marked by things like enjoying other people’s misfortune and/or bathing in cheap colgne
  • wearing of designs depicting tigers or other large cats on clothing
  • wearing multiple rings on every finger, including thumbs

“What are those d%#@faced brainy scientists doing about that? I know they’re not getting laid because they don’t have a life and s&^*t, so WTF already.” (Yes, this d-bag spelled out the acronym. Spelling acronyms out during a conversation is also a d-bag marker.)

Some experts have said that their efforts to create a vaccine rather than an outright cure makes more sense. One expert explained, “The human brain blazes synaptic paths according to the activities we engage in the most. Olympic athletes who train for hours on end quickly carve neural pathways related to their practice. D-bags, however, have engaged in douchey behavior for so long, that it seems impossible that a simple pill will ever repave that douchey speedway.

One University of Phoenix researcher added, “D-baggery is the polio of our generation. In order to eradicate it, we must focus on those we can save – the children. The children of d-bags are the most at risk as they are both genetically predisposed and are inevitably raised in a very douchey environment. It’s both nature and nurture. Additionally, we have found that the d-bag population is predominantly male. I mean, you have guys wearing V-necks that droop all the way to their studded belts. You got …um… Charlie Sheen. Then, of course, there’s anyone who wears a bow-tie. There’s the ironic d-bags with stupid mustaches. There are those who spend hours at the gym looking at their pecks. There are the d-bags who like obscure music and look appalled that you don’t know who The Panda Ejaculates are. Politicians. Angry internet commenters. Mitt Romney. John Mayer. John Mayer’s cat, Cinnamon. The list is eternal.

Once the vaccinations go into effect, it is difficult to foresee who will hold public office (or watch professional wrestling).

Many postulate that Washington will eventually go eerily silent.

Your handsome and humble servant-

El Guapo

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[Photo by Sarah G...]

Dear MasterCard: The Mayans & Their Calendar Screwed Us Over

Dear MasterCard:

I like what you’ve done with your hair. It really brings out your eyes. You’ve lost some weight, haven’t you? Pilates? Whatever it is that you’re doing, keep it up, because you look fabulous.

Anyway, um, hey, remember how you sent me that bill? And then the other one? And the one after that? The really mean one? And remember how I told you that I was good for it, but that you’d have to wait until January? And then you reluctantly agreed, but you asked why I was laughing and I said I was sneezing? And you said it didn’t sound like sneezing?

Well, here’s the thing. There’s a bit of a wrinkle in the plan.

It’s kind of a funny story. You know those Mayans? Yeah, the guys with the calendar. Well, archaeologists have projected for a while that according to those guys the apocalypse would be here in December. I hope it’s clear now why I said I’d pay you in January. I figured we’d all be dead.

You see where I’m going with this, MasterCard?

Yeah, well, um, so I just read a news story that said that some other nerds in lab coats think that maybe the initial projections were wrong and that this apocalypse thing wouldn’t be here for a while longer.

You smell what I’m stepping in here, MasterCard?

As a result, I hope you can see how the Mayans kinda Screwed us both over.

Your handsome and humble servant-

El Guapo

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[Photo by  Victor Svensson]

Never Underestimate the Power of the Forks

El Guapo

May the Forks be with you.

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

The Gluttony Project: Semper Fry

By El Guapo

On the fifth trip up to the buffet, you fight gnawing fatigue like a champ. Your jaw aches. You’ve unbuttoned your pants with the same single-minded determination of Rocky Balboa asking Mick to cut his swollen eye. The meat-sweats have started. You’ve eaten so much that you can feel your last mouthful clawing its way back up your throat.

But, you paid $11.99 for this buffet, and that, by law, gives you the right to eat a week’s worth of food in one sitting. Semper Fry, dammit. Semper. Fry.

With a teetering skyscraper of battered shrimp, you head back to your table and sit with your companions. All, like you, are battling a hush puppy-induced food coma.

Predictably, your dinner conversation turns to the most American of topics – food-porn memories of other delicious meals you’ve had in the past. The deep-fried brownie sundae you had in Memphis. The  26 oz. steak you washed down with a 42 oz. vanilla milkshake. The vat of pork rinds that you, on a whim, bathed in nacho cheese, an event which can only be described as holy.

Yes, you are fantasizing about other meals while you’re still in the middle of an epic one. This is so American that you can almost hear “The Star Spangled Banner” playing in the background.

Sure. Admittedly, recent CDC projections do point to obesity rates rising to 42% by 2030.

But while these numbers are meant to scare us, they just might contain the one fatty thread that can bind us all and give us hope for a strong, unified nation. Some refuse to see the possibility that lies before us as clearly as a grease-saturated take-out bag.

So, El Guapo and the Daily Refried are proud to introduce The Gluttony Project.

The Gluttony Project aims to counter racism, sexism, ageism, classism, terrorism, homophobia, Lutraphobia (the fear of otters), xeonophobia, and any other divisive -ism or -phobia that has fractured and continues to fracture this country.

But, El Guapo, how do I participate in The Gluttony Project?

Join us by celebrating the one thing that can override all the bs that we use to separate ourselves from our fellow man. Celebrate your gluttonous achievements and encourage those of others.

  1. Serve yourself an overflowing plate of something awesome.
  2. Snap a before pic of your plate.
  3. Eat, dammit, eat.
  4. Snap an after pic of your plate. Show us the carnage left behind.
  5. Share these pictures with us on  The Daily Refried Facebook Page Wall with the label “The Gluttony Project” or Tweet your photos with the hashtag #gluttonyproject
  6. Congratulate your fellow participants.
  • Fair warning: If we see a vegetable that isn’t battered and deep-fried, we will revoke your membership to The Gluttony Project.

Semper Fry.

Your handsome and humble servant-

El Guapo

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[photo by  stuartpilbrow]

Must-Have Cinco de Mayo Accessory: A Real-Life Mexican

By El Guapo, NewsTaco

URGENT: Please share this with your non-Latino friends before they have a disastrous Cinco de Mayo.

Mexicans and Mexican Americans (and, in desperate times anyone from Central and South America) are a welcome (some would argue necessary) guest/accessory at most Cinco de Mayo festivities. If you manage to cajole a willing Mexican into joining your obnoxious friends as they bellow La Cuacaracha, gargle tequila, wear novelty sombreros, eat microwave taquitos, and try and use their semester of high school Spanish, it can reinforce the air of legitimacy that is a must for such an occasion to go off well. And if that Mexican you bring can be persuaded to smile and tap a Corona bottle against yours periodically or, ideally, tell a cool story about being Mexican, the Mexican (or closest facsimile) will altogether give you the street cred you seek and make your night a culturally relevant one. We think it’s tax deductible then. Ask your accountant.

However, please avoid any Mexican with historical knowledge regarding Cinco de Mayo, because you may end up hearing some mind-numbing stories that will dampen your tequila induced buzz. Not to mention that some uppity Mexican will no doubt claim that this celebration of cultural heritage, this acknowledgment of a significant historical event, is nothing more than a beer company’s wet dream. But if you read the historical blurb on the Dos Equis coaster at the bar, you can shut that annoying jerk up and then tip your sombrero over your eyes and enjoy a siesta against the bar’s inflatable cactus.

Also, try to bring along a Mexican whose pigment is on the darker end of the spectrum (Benito Juarez/Diego Rivera or darker, (See Google images, for color palette)) since then you will not have to explain that he/she is a genuine Mexican. The last thing you need is a debate to break out while you’re trying to school your frat buddy at Golden Tee.

It is strongly recommended that you do not try to proceed with any celebration without a Mexican present.

We wish you a happy and prosperous Cinco de Mayo. May the Corona flow like a rushing river and the bowl of your soul overflow with chicharrones (look it up).

Your handsome and humble servant-

El Guapo

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[Photo by Bob B. Brown]

U.S. Has A Frijol-Based Economy

Your handsome and humble servant-

El Guapo

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[Photo by eliazar]

Mayan Calendar Experts “Interpretations Wrong; Apocalypse Coming Early July”

Using an IBM supercomputer, Mayan scholars have cracked a code long believed to be impenetrable. The top archaeological minds in the world are convinced this changes everything we thought we knew about the ancient culture and their doomsday predictions. “The good news is that with the help of technology we were finally able to crack a complex code made up of slightly varying glyphs – that have turned out to be symbolic palindromes. The bad news: the end of the calendar is not December 2012, it’s about the first week of July.”

….Really? I’m disappointed. You clicked on this crap. And then you kept reading up until this point. And you’re still, inexplicably reading. This is perhaps the worst attempt at an April Fool’s prank ever conceived (Editor’s note: even with an editor’s three day lag, it’s funny). You should be ashamed of yourself…

El Guapo writes The Daily Refried, and is, without question, the foremost authority on all things sinvergüenza. Follow him on Facebook or Twitter @TheDailyRefried.

[photo by CarlosVanVegas]

Sinvergüenza Timeline: The Evolution of Shamelessness

Here and now we begin what is the most vital exploration in human history. From simple pendejadas to cutting edge risk-taking and even the downright dastardly, we’ll examine the people, places, events, and behaviors that have discarded and sidestepped enough shame to earn the title of sinvergüenza. Latinos coined the word “sinvergüenza,” so let’s begin there – with a people blessed with a distinguished and dignified heritage, a rich history that will be roundly ignored below.

Lazy Nomads Say “No Más” (9000-7000 BCE -ish)

Tired of all the walking already, a Neolithic nomad simply sat on a tree stump after a particularly hairy encounter with a mountain lion and said, “Screw this noise. That’s it. I’m not moving. I’m not moving another damn step.” And that was that with all the roving. Now his sinverguenza descendants repeat these exact words when the remote control seemingly taunts them from all the way across the room.

Origin of Latino Tardiness (LTL – Latino Time Lag) – (1492ish)

European explorers arrive and lovingly hand out disease-ridden blankets and handshakes (among other things). While the more punctual indigenous may have teased their buddies stuck at the end of the receiving line or the doubtful others who were off brooding suspiciously, guess who had the last laugh? The Latinos who result from the subsequent commingling of the European and the surviving indigenous logically inherited a healthy intrinsic fear of being on time to anything and then passed it down to subsequent generations. As a result, even today, many Latinos are hard-pressed to arrive on time because who knows what’s in that Appletini…fool us once, shame on you. Fool us twice, we don’t think so.

You Put Your Right Foot In…(1838)

Mexican history brings us notable dictator, soldier, and all-around complex guy, Santa Anna, who mourned the loss of the leg he lost in battle in true sinvergüenza style – by sending it off with full military honors. Did he also command a 21-gun salute after a bowel movement? Perhaps. But such is the way of a true Sinvergüenza.

To Tweeze or Not to Tweeze? – Birth of Frida (1907)

Never one to conform, celebrated Mexican artist Frida Kahlo stops just short of corn rolls and dreads when she purposely exaggerates her mustache and unibrow in self-portraits. It seems that this was to challenge the western ideal of beauty. To his credit, Sesame Street’s Bert held a similar aesthetic revolution for muppets everywhere.

“Ahi Esta El Detalle” – Birth of Cantinflas and Hip Hop? (August 1911)

The late, great Mexican comedian and film star, Cantinflas, with sharp tongue and lightning quick wit blazes a cinematic trail, and, as an unintended byproduct, inspires the later hip-hop generation to toss its belts into the nearest dumpster and droop its collective pants. You’re welcome, Hip Hop. Sorry, frustrated mothers.

El Padrino as Zapata? (1952)

Hollywood is ravaged with sinvergüenzas. For instance, Latinos and Hollywood have always had a complex relationship – like cats and water. As a result, Marlon Brando plays the title character and Mexican Revolutionary in Viva Zapata (1952).

More Hollywood Desvergonzadas (1961)

Natalie Wood, in brown face, plays the Puerto Rican Maria in Westside Story (1961).

Taco Bell Arrives… (June 9, 1962)

The founding of Taco Bell not only causes Pepto sales to soar – don’t get us started on the conspiracy theories – but the gastronomic disaster permanently locks in popular perceptions that:

A. Mexican cuisine is nothing more than greasy things in tortillas.
B. Mexicans hate your colon… and wish it much much harm.
C. Ketchup and salsa are, in fact, the same thing.
D. Authentic Mexican cuisine includes Chimichangas and Nacho Bell Grandes, is eaten with a spork, and is washed down with Diet Mountain Dew.

The ultimate sinvergüenzas, deserving a severe chimichanga lashing, are Latinos who’ve eaten, worked in, or have stepped foot near a Taco Bell. You should know better.

“Que Dice El Público?” (1962)

The world suffered from a great void, a vacuum of meaning, until “Sábado Gigante” is born on Chilean television in 1962 and eventually matures into what we’ve enjoyed on Univision since 1986. Finally, programming that is equal parts boobs, degrading competitions, and ubiquitous commercials. For most sinvergüenzas, they could have stopped at boobs and had the same success.

“Say Hello to My Little Friend” (1983)

Oye mane – Al Pacino, armed with spasmodic, kangaroo-ish dance moves and an accent guilty of ear-rape, made Cubans and Cuban-Americans wince with pride and clink tiny coffee cups in celebration of “Scarface” and its culturally sensitive depiction of a ruthless Cuban drug lord with a heart of gold… and, invariably, a torso speckled with lead. Next up, Ashton Kutcher to play legendary civil rights leader, Cesar Chavez, in a bio pic costarring Linsday Lohan as Dolores Huerta. Sí se puede, dude.

The Mustache that Shook the World (1987)

An upstart Puerto Rican-Jewish go-getter arrives on the 80s talk show scene with a ‘stache that has its own limo and rivals The Trebeck, The Selleck, and The Cantinflas. Geraldo Rivera’s gall does not end with his decision to sport a silent film villain’s twirl-worthy mustache. He unflinchingly delves into hard-hitting topics like “Men in Lace Panties and the Women Who Love Them.” To this day Rivera reminds impressionable children everywhere that talent and insight have no place on television. He has emerged as a living sinvergüenza icon – and he continues to prove that he deserves the highest honor in the sinvergüenza pantheon.

Honorable mention: (2003): As a Fox News war correspondent in Iraq (that should scream sinvergüenza already), the embedded journalist proceeds to broadcast sensitive details about U.S. military troop movement and then excitedly draws a thoroughly helpful map in the sand. He is promptly asked to leave the country and is escorted to Kuwait where he probably cleans the sand and embarrassment from his whiskers. Fear not, a sinvergüenza is not kept down for long.

Bad Boys, Bad Boys, Wachu Gonna Do? (1989)

“Cops” debuts on Fox and finally floods primetime with Latinos. The reality show has continued to provide a complex and nuanced look at shirtless minorities everywhere. Sinvergüenzas finally get a place to shine.

The Man, The Myth, The Mullet (1991)

The Ecuadorian rapper and sinvergüenza pioneer, Gerardo, breaks sinvergüenza ground with his hit single, “Rico Suave.” In this classic opus, the wordsmith muses the complexities of relationships with lines like, “I don’t love you but I need you/ Would you rather have me lie/ Take a piece of your pie and say bye?/ Or be honest and rub your thighs?” Nuff said?

Carlos Zambrano vs. Gatorade (May 27, 2009)

After being ejected from a game, the ever-volatile, ever-demonstrative, Venezuela-born, hot-blooded Chicago Cubs’ pitcher takes his frustrations out on the team’s Gatorade dispenser. The dispenser did not comment on the incident, although sources indicate that there is still some serious tension (some say sexual) between the two. An intervention is in the works.

Honorable mention: Scores of mothers nationwide cover the innocent eyes of their children as the Cubs’ ace readjusts himself rather zealously on the mound between each pitch. Working theory: This may be why he tires in the late innings. Plus, we hope he doesn’t go blind – or that his hairy palms mess with his change up.

“No, Grandma, No” (Date unknown, because you’re trying to erase all memory of the event)

As you helped your abuela clean out the attic, you ran into a box filled with rusty, medieval looking sex toys. You washed your eyes out with bleach, but the image is emblazoned into your mind. Now you know: Abuelita’s a sinvergüenza.

You (Today. Right Now)

Next to “He who smelt it, dealt it,” “It takes one to know one” is a Sinvergüenza’s most revealing maxim. If you recognized any of the sinvergüenza behavior mentioned, it is safe to assume that you are, in fact, a sinvergüenza yourself… Oh, yes, and we also suspect that you smelt it. You know what that means.

Your humble and handsome servant —

El Guapo

[Photos By Lord Jimwild guru larryceamoto@markn3telterren in VirginiachokolaAoife city womanchile]

The Case For Arizona’s White Appreciation Day

Arizona State Representative Cecil Ash proposed that Arizona create a White Appreciation Day when whites are no longer the majority in the state. Many are in awe that Ash only asked for one day; he has since clarified that this single day will be so spectacular that only one day will be necessary.

He wants to point out that while other groups need an entire month, whites are more efficient and just plain better. For those who partake in White Appreciation Day, some preliminary events could include the following:

  • Dane Cook stand-up marathon.
  • To conserve energy and keep the party going into the wee hours of the morning, lower-case Ts will be set ablaze throughout the state. The Ts will represent the intersection of cultures that make up “white.”  The Ts will be placed on the lawns of non-whites as an invitation to join the festivities. It will, all in all, be a very inclusive celebration.
  • Betty White, Jack White, Shaun White, Vanna White, and Jaleel White (of Steve Urkel fame) will be the featured entertainers.
  • In honor of Cecil Ash, the Ash Hole Award will be given to that individual who best represents the morals and intellect of the award namesakes — Cecil Ash and Harold Hole.

Your handsome and humble servant —

El Guapo

[Image By Huebi]

Top 10 Signs Your Super Bowl Party Party Isn’t Going Well

10. It’s halftime and everyone’s still trying to decode the Roman numerals.

9. People are taking their bathroom breaks during the game so as not to miss the commercials.

8. After watching 16 hours of pre-game coverage, everyone is asleep by kickoff.

7. Everyone’s trying to explain to your Tío why only the runty guys get to kick the ball.

6. Your morbidly obese friend keeps shoving nachos in his mouth and shouting instructions to the athletes on TV, oblivious to the irony.

5. Repo man shows up and takes the flat screen, so you put the game on the radio and recreate the action with shadow puppets.

4. The drinking game you started — a shot for every time someone in the room complains about Madonna doing the halftime show — gets everyone drunk in the first two minutes of the game.

3. It’s turned into an intervention. Fortunately, you’re so stoned you barely notice.

2. Some guy who played high school football insists on explaining Tom Brady’s mechanics.

1. Beer’s warm, pizza’s cold, and your bookie is at the door with a crowbar.

Your handsome and humble servant —

El Guapo

[Screenshot By nflshop]

If Romney Elected, 1/3 Of U.S. Plans To Self-Deport

[In this photo, Mittens explains how he likes his maids to fold his jewel-encrusted pajamas.]

During the most recent GOP debate in Florida, presidential hopeful and confirmed self-labotomizer Mittens Romney argued that at the center of his immigration plan is self-deportation. For many, the idea is pretty laughable. Watch him explain it below.

After the debate, The Daily Refried team conducted a really scientific poll (we used graphing paper, an abacus, and all that stuff) and unearthed some interesting findings.

According to the numbers, 1/3 of U.S. citizens polled claim that they will self-deport to “any-freaking-where” if sonso extraordinaire Mittens is — by some miracle — elected.

http://youtu.be/OpQgAzAJQ7I

Your handsome and humble servant —

El Guapo

[Photo By c.berlet/publiceye.org; Video By buzzfeed]

Newt Gingrich Uses The Jedi Mind Trick To Win South Carolina

Go ahead, call Newt Gingrich a deceptive, racist, amoral sack of putrid excrement. Go ahead and question his ethics and bring up that, during his tenure as Speaker of the House, he had 84 ethics charges filed against him and that was fined over $300,000.

Go ahead, mention the countless times in his current campaign that he’s made implicit and explicitly racist comments without batting an eye. (Although, in all fairness, so has just about everyone else.)

Go ahead, bring up how the man from the party waving the flag of traditional family values has been married three times. Go ahead, mention that he cheated on both of his first two wives (one while she was fighting cancer and on her death bed, and the other as he was simultaneously laying into Bill Clinton for identical conduct.)

Go ahead, start yapping about how he 180′d his immigration stance once he heard the crickets chirping after seemingly putting forth the idea that the party should rethink their nonsensical approach.

Go ahead — I dare you — because you’re dealing with a bonafide Sith Lord — one who would make Palpatine shake in his empirical boots. Newt is a master of the dark side of the force, and, as we all know, this allows him to use the Jedi Mind Trick (a misnomer since Jedis are not the exclusive owners of this skill).

The Jedi Mind Trick, to clarify, works only on the weak-minded. Case in point: During the GOP debate  in S. Carolina, he was asked about his ex-wife’s allegations that he wanted an open marriage and responded with:

I think the destructive, vicious, negative nature of much of the news media makes it harder to govern this country, harder to attract decent people to run for public office, and I am appalled that you would begin a presidential debate with a topic like that.

He got a standing ovation. In case you are still somehow skeptical that Newt is a Sith Lord, remember, a guy who looks like this (and who has more or less looked like this since birth) has been married to at least three women — and made it with who knows how many others.

Your handsome and humble servant —

El Guapo

[Photos By DonkeyHoteyGage Skidmore]