Andy Samberg built a career on the same three jokes: "I’m a pathetic man-child!", "Look how random I am!" and "Haha, sex and drugs!". Whether it's Brooklyn Nine-Nine's Jake Peralta or his SNL personas, Samberg plays the same overgrown toddler, but also with that fucking obnoxious smug smirk like he's constantly patting himself on the back for recycling the same tired crap. His entire comedic persona is built on "I am whacky! Validate my existence!" like an elementary school class clown.

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I Just Had Sex is pretty much "Haha, I’m pathetic and bad at sex!". The joke is that he’s a loser who can’t believe he got laid. I'm on a Boat, he.. screams about being on a boat like it’s the pinnacle of human achievement. Threw It on the Ground is toddler logic as comedy. The comedic equivalent of a five-year-old throwing a tantrum. Even Ryan Reynolds and Elijah Wood's cameos couldn't save that dumpster fire. "Tazed me in the butthole" is not comedy; it's the death rattle of creativity. Jizz in My Pants is "haha, I came too fast." Once? might have been funny. An entire song is exhausting, like a 14-year-old’s idea of edgy humor stretched into three painful minutes. In The Creep, he passes stalking off as a joke. "Haha, I’m a creepy loser who lurks in the shadows!" isn't funny, it's uncomfortable. The talentless negro Nicki Minaj couldn't elevate such trash, but she sure tried. Great Day is about glorifying cocaine with a total lack of self awareness of a rich Jew comedian pretending to be edgy by singing about addiction. Like a Boss, the joke is "haha, I’m incompetent but act cool" and a reflection of Samberg's career. Dick in a box, Motherlover and 3-Way brought Justin Timberlake to a new low as they both stick their genitals in boxes, sang about banging each others' moms or basically banged each other with Lady Gaga there because "it's not gay if it's in a 3-way". Each was a new circle of hell where Justin Timberlake’s dignity went to die. Only Jack Sparrow was actually good, and it's because Michael Bolton provided a mercy killing every time Samberg and his buddies start their weak, uninspired lyrical sewage about partying in the club. That was actually the joke, by making you look forward to Bolton's interruptions as if they were divine intervention.

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Natalie's Rap was as repulsive as Insane Clown Posse. "Slit your throat and pour nitrous down the hole. Watch you laugh and cry; while I laugh, you die" Oh look, yet another Jewess revealing how fucked up Jews are. Ras Trent was where he just crooned badly, on purpose, to mock Ivy League white guys who adopt Jamaican accents. Shy Ronnie, he mumbles around Rihanna then raps when she's not there. Ok then. When Will the Bass Drop? tries to satirize ravers while throwing every random shock-value joke into the mix like bad Mad Libs. It isn't satire, just a checklist of "lol so random" bullshit. As for the rest of his SNL tenure, all unwatchable trash, whether it's The Vogelchecks where he portrays a deadpan emotionless homosexual with zero acting range or his Nicolas Cage is him sounding more like he's trying to imitate Keanu Reeves in between random screaming. /endSNL In Brooklyn Nine-Nine as Jake Peralta, he's a grown man who acts like a 12-year-old and is somehow a detective. Hot Rod I guess was a mockery of stunt motorcycle jumpers like Evel Knievel. Who knows at this point? Palm Springs was his last ditch attempt to desperately try to be a serious actor, but Samberg only reaches a failed attempt at being deep. The entire concept is Groundhog Day at a wedding. Stripped of his manic energy, Samberg became a void where charisma should be, a mannequin propped up in the sun, waiting for the paint to peel; because he's a loser with none of Bill Murray's wit or charm. The film was smug, shallow, and instantly forgettable. He has been nothing but an annoying Jewish twat, hollow inside and devoid of talent as they all are.
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