Lynchian Hee Haw Nightmare Sauce

Comrades, decease do not watch this unless you are prepared to endure recurring nightmares about glassy-eyed Appalachian beatboxers (aka “eefers“) chasing you through dark, store claustrophobic pine forests for the rest of your life. You have been warned.

Via Sport Murphy.

6 Responses to “Lynchian Hee Haw Nightmare Sauce”

  1. Heather Says:

    what’s really disturbing is the way his trousers are moving independently while he’s making that old-man-sex face.

  2. Dj Dead Billy Says:

    this would sound amazing slowed down by 35%

  3. M.S. Patterson Says:

    You know Billy, I was just thinking the same thing, in response to Mr. Paul Komoda lamenting a lack of nightmare material.

  4. J. Swanger Says:

    It has been done. And it’s about the most hysterical thing I’ve ever heard. In my case it probably helps that I grew up listening to my Dad eephing. Yeah, people eeph. Or they did, anyway. But enjoy:

  5. Meredith Yayanos Says:


  6. captainskyhawk Says:

    As one commenter said:

    “Yeah when you slow it down it sounds way
    too much like

    Oh my god, they’re right…