My homie Brian Liu sent this to me and boy was I delighted! Usually he sends me gross stuff. I see this is an old video of Jamie Kilstein’s standup but it’s new to me so I thought you guys may have missed it as well. But maybe you didn’t because you’re always on top of everything! In which case screw you and can you do my laundry please?!
I’m not typically a fan of vegan parodies. The overuse of stereotypes is fun! Hey, vegans eat granola and tofu, how FUNNY IS THAT?! So, I was skeptical when I heard about a YouTube video series called VEGAN MEAL TIME created by the boys of Getting Friendly. The thumbnail showed a nerdy, skinny kid with black square-framed glasses. Nailed it! But then I watched all two vids, created to mock the bacon-tastic and horrifically disgusting site Epic Meal Time, which features bros making things like cupcakes filled with chicken hearts—seriously, what the eff?
And then I laughed…Oh, did I LAUGH. Vegan Meal Time, ya done good, restoring my faith in vegans’ ability to be funny and make fun of ourselves. Zing! The parodies were pretty on point.
The first video involved the making of a holiday Tofurkey. “Gobble gobble, bitches!” And it didn’t contain what you’d expect. “Seaweed strip, seaweed strip, seaweed strip!” There was also some bunny-licking, lots of soy sauce, and more peanut butter. Just check it out. “You can taste the B-12!”
The jokes were apparently lost on some of the Epic Meal Time fans on YouTube—clearly vegans don’t ACTUALLY eat spaghetti and peanut butter inside turkey stuffing. Jesus. It’s a better parody than I thought if people don’t realize these aren’t actual recipes; the point is to call out the gluttony of bacon-fiends. Some “flower power” never hurt anybody, bitch.
I’m hoping these kids make some more videos soon. I’ve got an addiction and the only cure is more Vegan Meal Time. Hit me.
This guest post was brought to us by Jessi Stafford! Jessi is originally from St. Louis-ish. She’s now squandering her fortune while freelancing in Baton Rouge. A University of Missouri Journalism grad, Jessi uses her degree for cocktail-drinking, and she loves hyperbole and whoring around thrift stores.