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Showing posts with label awesome joke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awesome joke. Show all posts
Friday, October 12
Sunday, September 9
The WTC Follows Me Wherever I Go It Seems
Yeah, that's "save" that's chalked onto the beam.
Currently, a public installation/memorial is being installed in my town for 9-11. The piece contains 2 large rusted, crunked girders from the World Trade Center in New York. When I first walked by it during the day and slowly realized what I was looking at I got completely freaked out. As I walked away from it, though I started to smile."Good to see you again," I thought to myself. "Funny you should retire to this seaside town with a view of the ocean, too."
I used to walk past the exact same structural supports down in Battery Park when I went to visit my friend who lived across the street. She's since died.
There's a scheduled unveiling whatever this Tuesday in the morning. I think I will make a point of walking down and checking it out. Fuck you terrorists and you too Mister President.
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On a lighter note:
Me: Knock, knock.
You: Who's there?
Me: 9-11.
You: 9-11 who?
Me: YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER FORGET!
Thursday, September 6
She Looks Like a 60's Superhero Who Fights Bummers
I know Vice (magazine) is a total joke for the most part, but for complex, deep-seated reasons beyond the scope of this post, I find the Do/Don't pictures like crack. [NSFW often]
Can't. Stop. Clicking. Next.
The captions are often pretty good too. For example.
Or this one.
But then I started reading the comments below the pictures and it slowly dawned on me that the assholes who write the captions are a) totally gross themselves b) homophobic to a point that's embarrassing and c) perhaps being über-meta-ironic. I started to look at each "Do" as an actual "Don't" (and vice-versa). (Go on, try it.) Now I don't know what to think. Perhaps the lesson is to just drop all the critique and quest for 'cool' and just chill.
Then my brain folded in on itself.
Can't. Stop. Clicking. Next.
The captions are often pretty good too. For example.
Or this one.
But then I started reading the comments below the pictures and it slowly dawned on me that the assholes who write the captions are a) totally gross themselves b) homophobic to a point that's embarrassing and c) perhaps being über-meta-ironic. I started to look at each "Do" as an actual "Don't" (and vice-versa). (Go on, try it.) Now I don't know what to think. Perhaps the lesson is to just drop all the critique and quest for 'cool' and just chill.
Then my brain folded in on itself.
Tuesday, May 15
Yay!
Shane: Jerry Falwell is dead.Co-worker: Didn't she just have a baby?
Shane: That's Geri Halliwell.
-comment at joe.my.god
Seriously, this news, and the ensuing commentaries (here or here or here) have brought me a sort of joy that I didn't know I was capable of feeling.
*Before anyone gets up in my grill for being..'evil' - I merely aim to illuminate the moral of the story: Be an unintelligent, hateful gasbag who amasses a fortune from hateful misguided pseudo-religious dabblings in politics, and people will dance on your grave when you die.
Sunday, April 29
Wednesday, March 28
I Couldn't Find It on Google Maps
Pope says hell and damnation are real and eternal [from http://www.news.com.au]
My favorite quote:
"...the Pope said that in the modern world many people, including some believers, had forgotten that if they failed to "admit blame and promise to sin no more", they risked "eternal damnation - the inferno".
Hell "really exists and is eternal, even if nobody talks about it much any more".
Is this some trend for the 21st century -- that (non-elected) officials speak and act completely in a vacuum, free from the fetters of reality? Poor Benny. The dude's seriously grasping at straws. I almost feel sorry for him.
Hahah! JK!
Alternate titles to this post:
"Ok. What's the Dress Code?"
"Can I at Least Wear a Speedo?"
"Yes, Some Say It's Been Found in Vatican City"
"Will the Bouncer Let Me and My 'Plus One' to the Front of the Line if We're on the List?"
Monday, March 12
Tonight We Dine In Hell
Or the in-laws' house.
[I was originally going to post an audio track from the 300 Soundtrack titled the same as this post, but instead I felt compelled to throw a Zing!]
[I was originally going to post an audio track from the 300 Soundtrack titled the same as this post, but instead I felt compelled to throw a Zing!]
