THANK YOU, GOD. I’VE FINALLY DONE IT. What people think is a revolution is to me a fucking abomination. We live in a very sick and stupid world, folks, and unfortunately roughly 50% of those people are Asian, hence this show’s sickening success. I beat my own record in regards to length; I spend a full half hour ridiculing my own narcissistic race and shitting on a show that makes me almost wish that I wasn’t Asian. Every time I see even a few seconds of this show I grumble. Loudly. In consequence, editing this video was a pretty damn noisy experience as you could practically hear me going, “UUUUGH!” every few minutes. Millions of people are gonna hate me for this, and that is exactly what I want. You can’t undo this. It’s already been done, Asian bitches. Wake the fuck up and drink the bitter juice called truth– our Asian American generation is unequivocally fucked.
My longest video to date, and the impossible happened– I’m actually quite proud of this one. I’m a fucking Asian chick and I just reviewed an African American show that I had absolutely no business watching. I said what I felt needed to be said, took some risks, and came up with a final product that I hope empowers rather than offends. A good day for the ACC. All my black homies rejoice.
Four frickin’ months of BB. Such a hard review to write, but it had to be done. No review ended up further from the script than this one. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO COME OUT BEFORE CHRISTMAS! (Hence the Mary and Jesus joke) Damn food service job. But interestingly, my thoughts about Bob’s Burgers parallel my exact feelings about working food service– some days I love it and some days I hate it. I basically picked this review off from a dirty floor, washed it, dried it, re-seasoned it, and gave it to you on a plate, but what else could I do? Have a good evening, sirs, and enjoy what I worked so fucking hard to make for you.
The ACC sings. Oh, the fucking horror. Made this for JackSkyblue’s holiday special. Thanks for the inspiration, Jack. Douces.
Because everyone needs some college motherhumping in their life. Pardon the length, I basically did 2 fucking reviews here.
The ACC gets up close and personal with the surreal as fuck ASS from the past, 12 Oz. Mouse. Of course, dissing Mr. Enter’s overanalytical opinion about this show was fun as hell.
Because rednecks are so hot… headed. Didn’t plan for this pregnancy, but did it anyway ’cause I love meaningful cartoons, Texas, and shitting in Seth MacFarlane’s face. The world is great.
“By far the hardest review I’ve ever had to write. I can’t think of anything that has mentally tortured me more than this one. It’s fucking hard to write a fair and ethical review on something you know very little about but you despise so frickin’ much. It took about a year and 7 drafts to get to this final product, and this is what I shat out. It’s still not perfect, there are other things I could have said or done differently, but I DON’T FUCKING CARE. As long as I never have to watch Family Guy again.” – The ACC