Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Hey Florida! You scored another Idiot of the Week!

"Nothing electrical works. And it's getting very hot in here, and I'm not feeling well."

Fraggle Rock's Trash Heap Arrested For Domestic Battery


Why would would this look-a-like of Marjorie the Trash Heap of Fraggle Rock fame be arrested for aggravated domestic battery you ask? For throwing a pair of scissors at her husband's head. Why would she do such a thing you ask? Because he wouldn't take her to Busch Gardens. Oh, Florida, you never disappoint us.

Monday, April 6, 2009

OH - OH - OBAMA!


It was only a matter of time, folks, and the Chia Obama has arrived. I don't know what the most amusing part of this story is for you, but for me it's the, "supposed likeness of President Barack Obama," portion of it that really makes me chuckle. Hey, Excellent Newspaper Reporter in Tampa, is it the green afro, the chia clay skintone, the face of the president, or the words, "BARACK OBAMA" across the chest of Chia Obama that led you to believe that this is a "supposed likeness" of the president?

Thursday, April 2, 2009

We warned you...

That's right. We stated it in an earlier posts and podcast. They are plotting, planning, and scheming. It's only a matter of time before the revolution begins. Monkey vs. Man. The fight for Earth. Survival of the fittest. Who will prevail. My money is on the monkey.

Most obvious statement in a headline ever


Yeah, I think I would be done fishing, too.

A hole in one...

Ummm... how big are the golf holes in Japan? Or how small are Japanese people?

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Ugly Goth Chick

So, the G20 Summit is underway in London and protestors are coming out of the woodwork. I don't really have a joke for any of this. It's just that I came across this pic with a bunch of the protestors getting the crap beat out of them. All of a sudden, I shuddered to myself. Look at this UGLY GOTH CHICK. From the look on her face, I think she's re-thinking the whole "protest the G20 Summit thing". She looks like she's wishing she was back home listening to Morrissey, writing pseudo-deep poetry and burning candles. Instead, she's getting a baton to the head.