One unwritten but grave rule of comedy: if you want to make fun of a group of people, you’d better be a member of said group. There are exceptions (muck- throwing stand-up comedienne Lisa Lampanelli, for instance), but for the most part, the audience is less miffed than they might otherwise be if the font of mockery does not share their background.
And so we just can’t get mad at What High School Should We Call Me, a collection of popular animated gifs captioned to lampoon our beloved burg. The blog, named and patterned after the hypermeming What Should We Call Me blog is an endless round of burns on St. Louis culture, obviously created by locals.
The blog is consistently hilarious, but if you poked us with Jackie Joyner-Kersee’s javelin until we chose our faves, we might point out a collection of deprecating downers featuring "When InBev bought out A-B"; the lack of cell-phone service during Missouri float trips; the lie-down-in-the-gutter-and-die tragedy of Mizzou’s first-round loss in the last NCAA men’s basketball post-season tournament; the only slightly less suicide-making performance by the Blues, at roughly the same time; a brilliant riff on the trials of dealing with cable-TV provider Charter Communications; and the indignities of sweating at the Muny.
Then there are the jibes about Nick’s Pub, Carl’s Drive-In, Talayna’s Juke Box karaoke bar, the addictive power of toasted ravioli, and the cosmic beatitude conferred by gooey butter cake. Let’s throw in WHSSWCM’s classic riffs on exploring City Museum while under the influence, our true feelings about Cubs fans, and the vainglorious pride of trouncing the competition at the ever-popular charity-benefit trivia night.
What High School Should We Call Me? is updated every day or so. It’s totally worth bookmarking and checking each day, not unlike the Ladue Yacht Club’s facetious Facebook page. They are both SO St. Louis.
