here's his review: Hello, Muddah, Hello, Faddah-- Here I am at 'Wet Hot American Summah.' Wow, I hate it Something fierce-- Except the astrophysicist David Hyde Pierce. He lives in a Cottage nearby And, boy, can he make Janeane Garofalo sigh. She's the director Of Camp Firewood, Which turns before our eyes into Camp Feelgood. She is funny As she's hurrying Through the campers' names, including David Ben Gurion. She dreams of bunking David Hyde Pierce, Who fears a falling Skylab will crush them first. (Chorus) Let me leave, Oh, Muddah Faddah-- From this comic romp in Mother Nature . . . Don't make me stay, Oh, Mudduh Faddah-- In this idiotic motion picture. Every camper And each counselor Is horny, especially Michael Showalter. He lusts after Marguerite Moreau's bod, But she prefers the lifeguard played by Paul Rudd. The camp cook, Chris Meloni, Goes berserk because he feels attacked by phonies. He talks to bean cans And screams and moans Periodically because of Post-Traumatic Anxiety Syndrome. (Chorus) I want to escape, Oh, Muddah Faddah-- Life's too short for cinematic torture. Comedies like this, Oh, Muddah Faddah-- Inspire in me the critic as a vulture. Ben and McKinley Achieve their fame As campers whose love dare not speak its name. Ken Marino Doesn't go rafting Preferring Marisa Ryan, who is zaftig. Watch David Wain's Direction falter, Despite the help of co-writer Showalter. They did "The State," On MTV, And of the two, that is the one you should see. Thoughts of "Meatballs" Cruelly hamper Attempts by us to watch as happy campers. Allan Sherman Sang this on the telly. I stole from him, and he from Ponchielli.