Everybody fancies themselves as some sort of wizard that can conjure up laughter by a few strokes of a keyboard, but only a few tweeters are truly worthy enough to have all of their witticisms transmitted to you, the ever busy comedy fan trying to navigate through an increasingly congested internet. Every Friday we'll make your life a little bit easier by introducing you to an individual that you might not know about who consistently makes us laugh and momentarily forget that other days of the week exist.
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Charlene deGuzman (@charstarlene) is an actress that has starred in humorous Funny or Die shorts and is a member of the improv group Private Street. But she is not very happy.
STILL GOT IT! (Depression.)
Despite having a cool, unique zoo experience.
"I would rather die than be ordinary!" I shouted. "Please get off the giraffe," security repeated.
It doesn't seem like marriage would help.
I can't wait to get married and communicate my disdain solely through aggressive dishwashing.
Right now anyone willing to bail her out of jail would be enough.
If I see a man with flowers, I grab them and yell, "Everything dies!" and run away and I need you to pick me up from the police station.
Girl likes boy. Boy doesn't like girl. Girl runs off with other boy. Girl is trapped in a cult. I need you to pick me up in Allentown, PA.
Then Charlene wouldn't look like she was fueling up her car.
I can't decide which is sadder - orphans, or the faces we make while pumping gas.
She is consumed with jealousy.
Dogs are so lucky they can commit suicide with chocolate.
deGuzman has standards.
Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic, but I can't orgasm until I've seen you properly handle "it's" and "its".
So don't be discouraged.
Sorry I cartwheeled away when you asked me out.
If you have decent grammar skills, she might even clean her apartment for you.
Sorry my apartment is so messy, I haven't been having sex with anyone.
But one drawer will not be emptied out.
Someday I will disappoint a burglar with my one drawer of Taco Bell mild sauce packets.
Things might end poorly. And sarcastically.
"This is exactly why we can't be friends," he said, furiously putting on his pants, as I continued to slow clap naked from the bed.
Which would make everything really uncomfortable.
If a conversation gets uncomfortable, I just slowly slide into the splits.
Charlene knows what she wants.
I just want to eat pizza in bed and tell a long line of people who think they're models that they aren't models.
She is currently in the holiday spirit.
My therapist just opened up an email account specifically for me. Merry Christmas!
With a little help.
an advent calendar but with anxiety meds
deGuzman sees the true meaning of money.
$ = that one night S got wasted and killed it on the stripper pole
Charlene starts her days the same way.
Most of my internet activity begins with "Let's check out what this asshole's up to."
And sometimes her investigations last all through the night.
Sometimes I wanna comment on a photo on Facebook but then I don't wanna have to explain why I'm in your 'Random Party Pics 08' album at 4am.
She's just misunderstood, like Anais Nin.
"I don't know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness -Anais Nin." "Who is your emergency contact?" he repeated.