Reasons to love POT

NUFF SAID.

Broadway.com

Broadway.com is the campiest. Whoever they've got writing these captions is either a complete douche or a complete genius. You decide:

"Ready for some bell ringing? Orfeh is" (This was from a set of pictures where Orfeh rang the NYSE Bell)

"Is Elle Woods into rocker guys? If not, we bet Rent star Will Chase will change her mind!"

"This show is a celeb-magnet! Rock on, Rod!"

"Pass a slice of that sweet success! There's plenty to go around"

"Uh-oh! Suri Cruise would rather be listening to Mermaid's lovely tunes than all that noisy commotion!"

"The Best Portrait. Ever. (To paraphrase the TV commercial)" <------I want to kill them for this one.

Pickle Party

This is an old birthday card someone sent me. I thought it was preeeettty good.

Enjoy by clicking HERE.

Up and Down

I don't know what makes this video so good. The christmas tree, the dancers, the choreography, the song, or that fact that it is slightly disturbing. 

Belt It!

I have been obsessed with this little boy for months. Join me everyone, join me.

Tina!

My life is complete!

See more Kristin Chenoweth videos at Funny or Die

Election Time!

Let's all take a moment to check out the candidates for the new VP of Camp Nation:

This doll

Sarah Brightman

Marissa Jarett Winokur

Dolly Parton (only when riding this golf cart)

and Bernadette Peters! (only when sitting on this piano on Fire Island)

Condoms Are A Girls Best Friend!

Embedding disabled by request? PUH-LEASE

Click here. It's worth it.

Back to our roots

Every now and then Camp Nation needs a little reminder of why it began. This, my friends, is one such reminder. Just when you think the camp factor has reached a high, this bitch tops herself. And then she manages to bottom herself as well. It's an all out camp rape scene. Thanks Matt (the original camp bitch) for the clip.

Life IS a Cabaret

Thanks AKB for this delicious treat, which must be watched all the way to the end. It gets better and better!

Bikini Sluts

The caption for this video is "five young LADIES performing choreography to Low." Last time I checked, "ladies" wore hose and sensible heels and didn't grind their hungry vaginas into the floor. But I guess times have changed? (and thank GOD they have.) suck it.

FUCK YOU BLOGGER

I don't know how to use fucking html (what a bitch)  so I don't know how to make this bigger. Grab your magnifying glass and check this one out. It's rich.

Wash Yo Ass

Word.

ExCUSE me?

I'm sorry... ?

Smell Yo Dick-The VIDEO!

Here is the video to match the campiest song I've heard in a while, "Smell Yo Dick!" The most amazing thing about this video is that it is completely lacking in creativity! They sing the song and act it out pretty much word for word. The costumes, the acting, the smooth mixing, the ENDING!

Embedding disabled for this one so check it out HERE.

Enjoy!

Wacktress

A long time ago my friend Marla called Scarlett Johansen a WACKTRESS. I have no idea what that means but I'm still going to agree. She's a wacktress. This video is ridiculous. It sounds like a terrible acid trip... no thank you. 

I'll have the Jennifer Holiday please.

So as you've probably noticed (as I've posted 3 updates in the past few minutes) my internet is up and running at my new apartment in Harlem. Harlem is amazing for a number of reasons. All of the liquor stores are rockin' thick sheets of bullet-proof glass, we've got (according to menupages.com) 23 soul food restaurants, and everyone want to know how much my dog costs.

Although I should be eating boring salad, whenever I want to order food my mind obviously thinks about all the delish treats these restaurants are cooking up. I haven't had fried chicken since I was like ten years old, but in Harlem HOW CAN I RESIST. Seriously. My favorite restaurant up here is Amy Ruth's, so good in fact that it's delicious even when not stoned. Not that I am always stoned but it's Harlem, and that's how they roll up here so whatever.

The menu is hilarious. Check out the names of the dishes and what they actually are. Apparently you can eat waffles with ANYTHING.

The Rev. Al Sharpton chicken & waffles (fried or smothered)

The Rev. Michael A. Walrond Jr amy ruth's original waffles

The Yasmin Cornelius waffles with fried chicken wings

The Larry Dais waffles with boneless rib-eye steak

The Ret, Chief Joseph Leake waffles with bacon on pork sausage

The Dougie Fresh waffles with fried whiting

The Rev. Thomas Johnson waffles with fried catfish

The Jennifer Holliday waffles with fried shrimp

The Guy Woods & Shay Barnett waffles with cinnamon, fresh banana & pecans

The Imam Izak-El Pasha original waffles with fresh strawberries

The Bishop Charles Reed original waffles with fresh sauteed apples

The Gregory & Gloria Page original waffles with fresh blueberries

The City Councilwoman Inez Dickens 5 grain waffles

The Sister Karriemah Muhammed sweet beer-braised oxtail stew

The Ludacris fried chicken wings (4)

The Debra Frazier House and Shenna Wright braised smothered chitlins

The Lewis H. Latimer Progressive Association salmon croquettes

Charmaine "Cake Diva" Jones rum de rum cake

My next question is, obviously, how do I get on this menu? I've been there 3 times in 2 weeks, definitely a bad idea as I'm going to turn into a fat ass, but seriously, how? And what would my dish be called? If I go often enough and order the same thing over and over don't they kind of just have to name something after me? I'm open to suggestions.

If I do somehow manage to be the one and only  white homosexual male on the menu, it will officially be the campiest achievement ever.

Lil Dyke!!!!

A little bumpy at the start, but I'm obsessed with anything "Lil," be it a lil' fat swing dancer, a lil' fat liar, or a lil' fat belter. Now whenever you see someone lil' (and fat) you'll have a title for them. CampNation changes lives.

Bread Sticks and Boob Jobs- UPDATE

I stole this from Gawker b/c i'm lazy. 

Olive Garden Shuns Playboy Endorsement; Sticks To Breadsticks Kendra Wilkinson is a tanned, platinum-blond Playboy Model from Southern California who refers to Olive Garden as "my soul food." Which would seem to be exactly the sort of culinary embrace that one would expect from Hugh Hefner's live-in girlfriend, no? It's really quite a revealing bit of Americana. But Olive Garden itself wants to cater exclusively to waddling suburbanites, and fears that Wilkinson's sexy sexual sexuality will, somehow, scare away the clean customers. But why? One official says the company has tried to walk a fine line with its response, maintaining the chain's wholesome image without alienating potential customers. "I don't feel comfortable talking about this...because it is a complicated issue for the brand," says Michele Kay, executive vice president of WPP Group's Grey advertising firm, which handles the Olive Garden account. The purported issue here is whether companies should embrace "rogue" famous fans, even if they're as disreputable as—the two examples actually used—a Playboy model or a rapper. In other words: how does corporate America deal with blacks and loose women? Olive Garden, of course, is foolish. A blond Playboy model perfectly embodies their outward deliciousness and inner emptiness. Don't let her defect to Applebee's, you fools.

Yins All Go Dawn Tawn

My friends Jeff and Matt are funny. Extra points for the attention to detail- white zin!

Billie Jean

The boots. The dancing. The belting.

What'll She Do?

It's been a while. Sorry. This one isn't fall out of your seat funny but Bea Arthur doing ANYTHING is, in my opinion, hilarious. Watch as Bea sings Irving Berlin and gets all the guys in the bar hard. Don't blink or you'll miss the CAMPY close up of Blanche. Why don't they have shows like this anymore?