Tag: Humor

Stuff that makes me laugh

News Roundup

Bad News

About as bad as usual, hence the level of commentary.


…death by mannequin:  now there’s a fine tombstone epitaph.


…I didn’t even know that New Mexico had any GOP voters, let alone an organization.


…exactly who is this “we” you speak of?


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…you married a rock star and expected to be treated like a princess?


…much as I care nothing for this issue, I should point out to the Ginger Whinger that as this ceremony is being held in the United States, he has a First Amendment right — you know, the one he didn’t “get” — to wear his old lieutenant’s uniform from his tours of duty in Afghanistan — it’s the only part of his pre-Meghan life that we respect anyway.


…key phrase:  South Africa.


…okay, I just made this one up.  Or did I?

And now, some  INSIGNIFICA:

   

And:

…that’s it:  they’re doomed.

Finally, from the Dept. of Total Suckage:


…and the world mourns.

   

News Roundup

Bad News

All the news that’s unfit for anything except derisive laughter.


…supply, meet demand.


…which means that Ice-T was wearing whiteface?  I’m offended.


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…just wasn’t his year, was it?  Bad decisions, one after another.


…Man U fans being renowned for their own good behavior and manners.


…looks like you can go “full evil”.  And as for the cops, they went “full incompetent” for thirty years.


…let’s hear it (again) for a nationalized health service.


…hey, I was just about to say that to her.


…am I the only one who isn’t shocked by either of the above?

And now, INSIGNIFICA:

   


…to be honest, all that means is that she’s not infertile.

Finally:


…and who has never wanted to do that?  As for Miss Alessandra:

And no, I had no idea who she was before this, either.  Model, or something.

Gold-Plated Invective

Funny Stuff, Music

From Ishmael, snarling away from his lair in the Shetlands:

I was up all night, between here and watching the telly. It was a wee small hours, musical interlude, on Channel Four, firstly a film of Liam Gallagher’s new ensemble, Beardy Eye, playing their new album in the Abbey Road studios. Liam is the truly neanderthal, younger brother from Oasis, a thick, grunting Manchester-Irish fuckpig, dumb as shit, you can hear the wind whistling between his ears, if he was any more stupid he’d have to be watered twice a week; makes Manchester United’s Wayne Potato look like a full Mensa meeting, does Liam. Nothing wrong with stupid. There’s lots of people like Liam, their oil just doesn’t reach the dipstick. He’s not as stupid as he looks, mind, because he looks like he was beaten with the Ugly stick and then ate it, ugly as fucking sin, is Liam Gallagher, ugly as a hatfull of arseholes; if your dog had a face like Liam’s, you’d shave its arse and teach it to walk backwards. Stupid, ugly and nasty, that’s Liam Gallagher, a truculent moron, charmless, graceless and entirely without discernible musical talent, a sign, in fact, of Ruin’s corrosion.

Now that’s scorn and dislike for you.  And it gets worse…

Selling Air

Marketing / Advertising

I remember my dad’s quizzical look when he first learned that water was being sold in bottles.  “Selling water?  Why don’t they sell air with it?” was the printable part of his response,  (Yeah, I know, apples, trees… whatever.)

I confess to having pretty much the same reaction when Combat Controller pointed me at this latest example of foolishness:

Now I have to confess that I thought that this was a spoof / satirical website, and actually refused to believe my friend’s statement that this was, in fact, a bone fide  “product” and not some gag to be played on the gullible.  Or a piece of Harry Potter merchandise.

However, Doggery’s “craft ice” is being sold in stores, and CC sent me photographic proof thereof.

JHC.

There are two schools of thought on this kind of thing.  The first is that of people like Combat Controller, who suggests that we as a nation are so prosperous that we can afford to sell stuff like this, and find a market for it.

I, however, see this as some kind of portent, similar to those things and events which may have appeared a couple of years before the Roman Empire collapsed into ruins.

On the other hand, my dad thought the same about bottled water, and here we still are, lo these many years later.

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