So here’s the thing: it’s a Monday evening, bordering on night, and you have a ton of things that could use your attention. But you also know, with the same dread-based instinct that leads young foxes to remain in foxholes long after the dogs have passed overhead, that you will be constitutionally incapable of doing these things until at least 15 minutes have passed, at which time you will no doubt be a different, more able person.

You can spend those 15 minutes playing Temple Run 2, satisfyingly. Or you can spend them checking your email, not so satisfyingly. You’ve already–ah–spent 13 minutes on the Bullblog–time not wasted, sir!–so here’s another six minutes of laffs. Oh, and if you’re a funny female-bodied or -inclined person, perhaps your next best extracurricular.

The prime, primed ladies of Teh Olde Sphincter Troupe request your fullest attention for their pilot light debutube: Real World Sphincter.

Video here. Audition signups here (non-binding, non-anonymous).