I'll be honest: I haven't read Fifty Shades of Grey yet. No offence, but there's no way in hell I'd ever read erotic fan-fiction based on Twilight. (No, really: Fifty Shades of Grey was originally erotic Twilight fan-fiction, with the names changed. And people paid money for it. Can you believe that shit?)

I mean yes, it's nice to see people actually going out and reading books, and it's also good to see people who wouldn't normally feel comfortable exploring their kinks expanding their sexual horizons. Fuck, if all it took was some bad fan-fiction to get people going, I would have done it years ago. 

That being said, there's something about this spoof, which features Gilbert Gottfried doing a narration of the book, that's just hysterically fucking funny. Gottfried is an absolute master at ringing every last comedic drop out of each word, and it's something he uses to great effect while reading Grey, delivering it wholly straight but milking the underlying ridiculousness of the book's actual narrative. Take note: THIS is how you're supposed to perform comedy. 

I'm calling it right now: super-queeny voices are going to be the new cats by the end of the year. What the hell does that mean, you ask? Simple: It used to be that you could throw a cat into pretty much any video and it would instantly become more hilarious and more viral. But now that cats have peaked due to the creation of Nyan Cat, a void has been created, and the only person who can fill that hole is a super-gay man.

... Shit, yeah, I just heard what I wrote there.

Point is, absolutely anything is funnier when it's done in a stereotypically gay voice. That's why you are aware of the existence/awesomeness of the honey badger, or why you know that Paul Lynde used to be alive. Everyone loves a super-gay voice. Why do you think Michele Bachmann married her husband?