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Nickelodeon and Kids Everywhere Declare Prez Obama & Wifey as “Cutest Couple”

In case Nickelodeon’s Kids Choice Awards couldn’t get any sillier and more fun to make fun of, they just did:  President Obama and first lady Michelle Obama have just been nominated for the “Cutest Couple Award” at the 2010 Kids Choice Awards.

The competition, however, is pretty intense.  They’re pitted up against “Edward and Bella” from Twilight New Moon.  And in case that wasn’t steep enough, they’re also running against “Jacob and Bella” from Twilight New Moon.  And the fourth nominee? “Neytiri and Jake” from Avatar.

Can’t wait to see if Obama and Lady GaGa interact backstage or on the “orange carpet” as they await their possible orange blimps.

I wonder if Barack and Miley are on good terms or are sorta frenemies… hopefully she’ll keep her cool for the “big night”.

Move over Zaknessa, Barchelle is now in town. (Is that what we’re calling the Prez & wifey these days?)

P.S. If Barack and Michelle win, they better get slimed.

The above photo could be the Commander in Chief.

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Is that a telephone?  Is that just a really “fierce weave”?  Either way, we’re preparing for an epic tidal wave of insanity with the Lord Almighty GaGa’s new upcoming music video.

Old school telephone OR Chic new hat?

Appreciation of America OR a mere mockery of the United States?
If you’re wondering when the “Telephone” music video will be released, just stay tuned to the Museum, because Lord knows this will be one of the first places to re-post it.

Is that a telephone?  Is that just a really “fierce weave”?  Either way, we’re preparing for an epic tidal wave of insanity with the Lord Almighty GaGa’s new upcoming music video.

Old school telephone OR Chic new hat?

Appreciation of America OR a mere mockery of the United States?

If you’re wondering when the “Telephone” music video will be released, just stay tuned to the Museum, because Lord knows this will be one of the first places to re-post it.

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That Shit’s Hilarious presents.. Is this a MOM?: The Meaning and Memeing of Motherhood in the 21st Century

As everything in existence becomes more obscure with the rise of the Post-Irony era, it seems a fitting time to call into question even the most basic of our human identities.

Thus, we take this time to question the role and place of millions of women everywhere, a role so basic yet so complex, a lady that each and every Museum-goer originally came from… why it’s MOMS!

But what constitutes motherhood today?  What really makes a MOM??

And so we ask about the following examples, “Is this a MOM?”

Is this a Mom?  Is the Lord Almighty GaGa a baby-maker? (aka Is GaGa a MaMa?)

If so, is this baby Immaculate Conception 2.0?  Or is this just a product of a ‘bad romance’?

Does the fact that she’s carrying a baby mean she’s a MOM?  Is it hers?  Is it mine?  Is it all of ours, as a collective group of “little monsters”?  Is this a Mom?


Is this a Mom?  Or is this just a woman merely using her body’s reproductive system for the sake of celebrity pop culture status?  Is there some sort of Quantity over Quality rule when it comes to motherhood?  Is this a Mom, or just an OctoMom?


Is this a Mom?  Or is this just a ploy to use one’s goodie-two-shoes clean cut tabloid-safe daughter for the sake of promoting a political agenda?  Where might Hillary rank “bein’ a momma” if she had to make a list of roles she has played?

Is Chelsea really a daughter or a mere political product?  Is HillBot still a meme in post-2008 culture?


Is this a Mom? Or is this just an advertisement for the National Transcendentalist Movement?  Is this good parenting?  Or is this a trip to the emergency room waiting to happen (for either the baby or the laptop)?

Is Motherhood in the 2000’s merely a balancing act?  Are portable handheld phones back in fashion or a statement of 90’s-era-ensued irony?


Is this a Mom?  Does Human + Baby = Mom?  Is a Mom a person or a mere social construct?  Will this baby remember Superbowl XIV as the most epic night of his/her life?  Is this baby safe around all this falling confetti….?  This seems like a choking hazard to me… Should Mothers Against Drunk Driving refocus their effort on an anti-choking-on-confetti campaign?


Is this a Mom?  Or is it a MILF?  Is she both / can she be both?  Does being a “hockey MILF” mean that she drops her kids off to hockey practice everyday, or is her hubby a hockey player, or is she a hockey player, or does one have to be a hockey player to tap that?

Is this Porn, or just another glitter-ridden GIF image?


Is this a Mom?  Or is this just a lady who has become an advertisement for the encouragement of increased amounts of Moms?  Is her social conservative stance on pro-life really about saving the babies?  Or is this just for the sake of increasing the global Mom population?  Are Moms a dying breed that need saving?


Is this a Mom?


Are these Moms?


Is this a Mom?


Is this a Mom?  But seriously, is it?


Is this a Mom?

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The day the Museum opens a Sculpture Garden in the back, this will be placed at the grand entrance.
This is on target to become the next crucifix.  Can’t wait to walk into the living rooms of religious Lord GaGa followers everywhere and find this on the coffee table.
(via thevillaininthestory)

The day the Museum opens a Sculpture Garden in the back, this will be placed at the grand entrance.

This is on target to become the next crucifix.  Can’t wait to walk into the living rooms of religious Lord GaGa followers everywhere and find this on the coffee table.

(via thevillaininthestory)

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In case you didn’t get enough GaGa-baked-goods action last time…
All hail the Lord, then eat her up.

In case you didn’t get enough GaGa-baked-goods action last time

All hail the Lord, then eat her up.

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Memes Have Never Tasted So Good… via The Lady GaGa Cookie Collection

If you think you’ve seen all that the Almighty Lord GaGa can inspire, you’re so very wrong.

Allow us to introduce you to Baking for creating a viral internet meme’s sake… in the fashion of Lady Gaga.  This is a new one (sort of).

Allow your mind to really take all these GaGa Cookies in for a while… inhale, exhale, soak it all up.

Feel like you’ve only scratched the surface of these cookies and their possible implications on society/your stomach?  Good.  Let’s take a look at them one by one:

“I’ll follow you until you love me” as blood pours out of me on stage for MTV’s sake.

“This is for God and for the Gays” and I am the Queen and Master of the Universe for, once again, MTV’s sake; I lay naked, covered in red frosting.

“I want your horror, I want your design” except my Haus of Gaga-made designs will prove most existential and Jesus-inspired of all; I am purity, drenched in white frosting.

“I want your love” as this red lace covers me like red sprinkles, covering some cookie-parts, exposing so many others.

“I want your everything” as long as my unforgettable crown sets me apart from all other performers, from all other art, from all other.

“Spin that record babe, da da doo doo” as I launch myself into pop culture history with a blue sprinkles lightning bolt falling down from my eye… don’t you dare confuse this for tears.

I am a fashion icon, I am an art piece, I am performance art, and thus, I am a GaGa Cookie, crumble crumble.

“We’d be so fantastical” on the Saturday Night Live stage, as fire explodes from the NBC stage, as my red frosted headpiece perfectly matches my red frosted breasts.

“I’ll get him hard, show him what I got” with this sprinkled blue outfit that changed the shape of music video forever, that changed the shape of flaccidity forever.

I am more than Cookie.  I am Peformance Art.  I am a thinkpiece.  I am the world’s first edible meme, eat it up bitches.

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Hatebot Megan Phelps-Roper displays a protest sign she made for the WBC’s anti-Gaga protest scheduled for next Thursday.
Let me be very clear: I’d sooner spend eternity in Hell than a split-second in a Gaga-less Heaven.

In case you forgot…

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Hatebot Megan Phelps-Roper displays a protest sign she made for the WBC’s anti-Gaga protest scheduled for next Thursday.

Let me be very clear: I’d sooner spend eternity in Hell than a split-second in a Gaga-less Heaven.

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The always hilarious singular sensation that is the Westboro Baptist Church is back and better than ever!  This time, targeting the one-and-only LORD GAGA.
So many words can be said for the hilarity of this.  My hope is that the Lord is actually orchestrating the whole thing with the WBC for irony’s sake.  God bless you Almighty Gaga.

The always hilarious singular sensation that is the Westboro Baptist Church is back and better than ever!  This time, targeting the one-and-only LORD GAGA.

So many words can be said for the hilarity of this.  My hope is that the Lord is actually orchestrating the whole thing with the WBC for irony’s sake.  God bless you Almighty Gaga.

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Caught in a bad snowmance.
Thank you modern culture, northeast snowstorms, MTV and rising indie starlets for bringing us this.

Caught in a bad snowmance.

Thank you modern culture, northeast snowstorms, MTV and rising indie starlets for bringing us this.

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In case your Macbook isn’t filled with enough Lord GaGa goodness/worship, now it can be surrounded by her too.
(P.S. is this supposed to really be Lady GaGa art?  do you think she endorsed this cartoonification of her?  is she purposely supposed to have Mickey Mouse’s hand?)

In case your Macbook isn’t filled with enough Lord GaGa goodness/worship, now it can be surrounded by her too.

(P.S. is this supposed to really be Lady GaGa art?  do you think she endorsed this cartoonification of her?  is she purposely supposed to have Mickey Mouse’s hand?)

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Lord GaGa - Poker Face (Symphony Orchestra Version)

This is the Museum’s new official soundtrack…

As you enter the grandiose entry hall of the Museum of Artifacts of Modernity, this great symphony shall be echoing loudly throughout the rotunda, allowing you to embark on a cultural, metaphorical, exonerable journey through the postmodern condition.