About Us
The Wingers go way back. I mean way back. Back to chocolate milk and cookies for lunch days. Ryan Brabant, and Steve Lawson created the wingers as a joke, but years later, upon meeting the charismatic Jeff Sadden, loud-as-hell Keith Lawrence, truly childish Derek Smith, loose cannon Alex Walther, lone ranger Josh Walther, the group became a serious cluster of individuals who were great friends. Yet it seemed incomplete. It wasn't until the group ran across Justin "New kid in the blue hat" Benjamin, that they were complete.
With this group intact, and meeting everyday in front of Alex's locker, they soon became invincible, shakin' down any and all jive turkeys that dared step across their path. However, everything was too easy, and the Wingers quick, and cut throat rise to power had made them complacent and bored. They craved more power; a power they had not conquered yet: comedy.
The 8 unstoppable forces thought long and hard, but simply had no idea how to take over this new medium. To aid in their brainstorming, Keith suggested the only thing he knew: Vegas. While being serviced by 3-5 French maid-style prostitutes, Justin and Jeff had found their muse.
"A WEBSITE" screamed an emphatic Jeff.
"What a great idea" stated one of the whores.
"Shut up, bitch" retorted Justin as he backhanded the wench. "Good idea though, Jeff"
It all made sense: Keith and Jeff would provide the base comedy, Justin could run the site, Derek and Ryan would be the main actors, Alex would sit there and try not to embarrass himself, Josh would take care of the insurance, and Steve wouldn't be involved at all! It was foolproof! They worked tirelessly to make hilarious shorts (except Steve), they filmed long hours (without Steve), they edited (no Steve), and they finished the site (Steve sucks).
What they created was 100%, at your fingertips, in your face, no holds barred, comedic gold. 2005 was good to a rag tag group of 8 individuals that called themselves the Wingers. Jeff, Keith, Justin, Derek, Ryan, Steve, Josh, Alex, Jeff's camera, and his basement. That's how it started. And although it's changed quite a bit since then, the same lifeblood (chicken wing pizza, and pop) runs through us today.
We all have taken it upon ourselves to create a site you can all come to and uplift your shittiest days. Our goal is to make you laugh with enough milk-out-of-your-nose humor, that we can make your day. So get that shit-eating grin on your face, and enjoy our shorts. We love you here at WhoRangtheBell. By which I mean, we love your girlfriend.
And maybe your mom...
...but only if shes hot.