Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts

Friday, March 27, 2015

For Those Who Accept SSM's Propaganda Unquestionably

Every once in awhile it is helpful to take note how easy it is to prank people. In this one, each unsuspecting mark undoubtedly feared for his or her life at least for a moment.

Enjoy "Fast & Furious Nerd Shocks Instructors."




Saturday, February 07, 2015

Incentives

So you love to eat.

But -- you know -- you're getting a bit older and thicker.



Clever marketing.




Wednesday, December 03, 2014

More Layers

A couple of days ago complained how Even Bright People Can't or Won't See Layers.

Today let's demonstrate how clever schemers make use of this defect. http://falfn.com/CrusaderRabbit/wp-content/plugins/wp-monalisa/icons/wpml_wink.gif




Monday, November 24, 2014

Continuing On a Theme

That is, let's see if any of you find the following somewhat connected with yesterday's QOTD.


:)

Friday, September 19, 2014

The Best Thing About Auto-correct

is that it cheaply provides you with a way to feel superior about something.

Monday, January 06, 2014

A Shining Example

Given the inconvenient turn in climate outlook, this is much more fitting than the Jack Nicholson original.
Al Gore is finally a Shining example

Sunday, January 05, 2014

CAGW Bunkos In the Bunker

Just when you think a format has run its course, someone finds a way to reinject new life into it. I will not make you any promises, but I found the What would Mawson do? segment hilarious.



Just so you know (I had to be informed by my Aussie friend KG) "Chris" is Australian climatologist  Chris Turney. This Leader of ill-fated Antarctic expedition, Professor Chris Turney, defends voyage
tells you how much this embarrassment burns him. ["Don't worry. He should make a very good clown." LOL]

If it so moves you, for extended chuckles you will find a copy of the screenplay of the Mawson segment below the break.
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Thursday, September 05, 2013

What Is the Best Answer?

During a brief verbal spat between myself and young woman, she proudly blurted out "I'm a socialist" as if that were proof of her moral superiority and greater intellect. Several retorts crossed my brain at once. I really did not take advantage of the moment to turn the incident more to the light side with a witticism.

So I've been playing with various quips that could be used for a whole slew of instances where some fool blurts "I'm a [blank]." Here are a few I like.

  • What have your personal problems got to do with this?
  •  I'm sorry. What's your Doctor's prognosis?
  • Is that a play for sympathy?
  • Oh, you're the one.

The one that crossed my mind, but I feared might be misconstrued given how ill-informed most young lefties are, was "Given that so many good socialists died in Stalin's Gulag, you should know that such an honest declaration won't save you from your own comrades."

Perhaps some of you can think of a few quips that are not too biting. Please add them to the comment stream.


Thursday, May 10, 2012

In More Innocent Times...

pranks, typically sophomoric, such as mocking over-exposed politicians, took the form of marking up their posters with black crayons, and later those newfangled "Magic Markers." (Admittedly, it was in a day when graffiti was not yet the scourge it is today). From time to time school text books would show up with similar evidence of juvenile rebellion.

Today we get images of The Øne and his family assaulting our eye over and over and over when we open web pages and emails. But there is no relief for us as had once been supplied by such pranksters.

Well, there was one image that I've seen nauseatingly repeated at yahoo.com. And I found a young man who was willing to come back from the past to offer you an altered image that may provide you some of that old-time relief today.

Find it after the break.

Tuesday, May 08, 2012

Faux-Ca-Hon-Tas [fantasy]

Were Scott Brown not a RINO I can easily imagine that he could benefit from TEA Party groups greeting his opponent, Lizzie Warren, outside every venue she attends with
FAUX - CA - HON - TAS,
FAUX - CA - HON - TAS.

in beat to their tom-toms.

But he'd probably say something to put down such swells of grassroots support. It's simply not something a stinking RINO SKUNC would welcome.

But we can laugh at the idea -- and at the players in this charade of a senatorial election. And that is somehow fitting given that this IS Ted Kennedy's seat.

[filed under Fantasies Foreign to GOP-E Campaigns]

Friday, May 04, 2012

Shadows of Our Former Greatness

Today's episode of "Scant Memory of Our Former Greatness" is:

Harvard Law School has a professor with Indian ancestry on its roster. 
But refuses to reveal who that is.

Right up front and honest. When did that last happen?

All of this is on behalf of Lizzie Warren. She is the lame Dem put-up job for Senate against Scott Brown. It's as if Scott Brown hasn't been carrying water for the Incrementalists (that revelation was chronicled here) and they aren't happy with the outcome. The Progs will be satisfied with him as they are now, and we all know it.

There are so many bouncing balls it's tough to keep on eye on any one, let alone the important ones, just as the shadows intended. Oh what a silly people we've become. Nearly all of the twelve out of thirteen will follow their assigned Judas Goat when told to do so.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Michael Bloomberg -- Beyond Dhimmi?

Suggested by today's JWF post No Fun City: NYC Eyes Happy Hour Ban

Excerpts:
  • “Welcome to Michael Bloomberg’s dreamstate.” …
  • “Heck, why not just ban alcohol entirely.” 
Then casually recall his unexplained vehemence for the Ground Zero Mosque.


Hey? Did Bloomberg secretly convert to Islam? 
Will some reporter quiz him: "Well, what do you say to that charge Mr. Mayor?"

Yeah sure. Rouse me when you hear that question, please.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

It's a Car, Not a Final Resting Place

The Bugatti 16C Galibier.





Does 16c stand for
  1. the number of cylinders or 
  2. the level, on a scale of 1-10, of conspicuous consumption?
About the only functional bit shown in this ad was the fancy clock/watch.

They convinced me it would make a stupendous coffin. But can she drive????

Saturday, November 19, 2011

A Moment for Consistency

Now consider this.
Premise:
  • Jon Corzine had been a buddy with Dick Cheney instead of Joe Biden, and a crony of Bush instead of Obama.
Consequence:
  • Select members of the MSM Agency of Lies would be referring to Jon Corzini.
Because the AoL continues its imbalance and partisanship, and because the Republican Party hates its base more than it hates Obama, the duty falls to the common man to call out discrepancies so that all might hear it.

Convey facts with persistence, ablate cognitive dissonance.

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Unequivocal

Og likes to play the Neanderthal. The key word there is play.

Last night our repartee caused me to observe the following.

Few people understand the word equivocal when they first hear it. In fact their first inclination is to think "that sounds like BS." So they really do know, don't they?

When he's not full of shit, he's unequivocal.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

What Would You Guess It Was?

Beginning just before 1 A.M. yesterday, the web crawlers started hitting my blog post Ayn Rand Loved Titans, Not Mankind?

Since that time I've had about 50 hits, the majority with the search term "Ayn Rand's Titan." (For some reason known only to Google, they place my post at the top. On other web engines I'm a bit lower.)

One guess it that this was prompted by a clue in a crossword puzzle. But most crossword puzzlers are pretty knowledgeable, so why would they have to use a web crawler to discover it was Atlas?

Could it be a contest on a late night talkshow host? But then why would the Googling continue into today? And they are coming in from all over the world.

Maybe I'll get lucky and one of the searchers may stumble onto this post.

Wazzup? What triggered this interest in who was the title Titan in one of Ayn Rand's novels?

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

World Class Mushrooms

As pertains to your global masters keeping you informed about their War On Terror, let's use the Osama Bin Laden takeout as an example.
  1. They keep you in the dark [done].
  2. They feed you BS [done].
  3. And when you are past your useful date, they plow you under [coming].
  4. They claim your corpse as a carbon credit [read Agenda21].

Monday, May 02, 2011

NAILed

NAILED would be News Arranged to Inculcate Lies Every Day. At least that was when daily newspapers ruled the news.

The more concise acronym for today's media would be NAIL since they do it relentlessly now 24/7.

Now I never liked the acronyms for our lying media (Ministry of Lies, Administry of Lies, or Agency of Lies) that I've stabbed at in the past. But I do like the acronym of

News Aimed at Inculcating Lies. 
It is so damn descriptive is it not? (You could also use Arranged to Indoctrinate if that floats your boat.)
Have you been NAILed lately? How did you like it?
And last night, the NAILer in chief arranged to commandeer the air waves at 10:30 PM EDT -- and then was over an hour late. There is no sound reason to delay a 15 minute speech that could have been delivered without fanfare in 2 minutes at a quickly called press conference the next morning given that the news event was already days old.

No, the purpose in arranging the hour and then delaying the big news would be clear to the target of the arranged hit. In any movie about the mob, most of the audience would catch on immediately. And just in case the few dullards in the audience (and Kevin Costner) didn't get the message, Sean Connery would explain "it was the Chicago Way."

But in this day and age of Political Cowering, "not so fast there Guido." So Let me put it to you nicely.

Dammitall folks. Bummer's purpose was to deliver the message in no uncertain terms to Donald Trump, whose hit TV show was known to be in progress at 10:30, "That is what you get for messing with the big dog." You've been NAILed Mr. Trump.

Subtle, like a hammer, for The Donald

And a special thank you to Joan of Arrggh! for reminding me of this photo yesterday evening.
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