Category Archives: Comedy

Postings that attempt to display my more wittier and humorous side.

There are certain things they should never televise at the Olympics

This would be one of them:


Yes, that’s a woman by the way. I can confirm this because she recently sent me a wink on Match.com.

How Billy Joel Broke My Heart

It’s no secret that I live the life of a Downtown Man. Women who lived in an uptown world, along with their fancy college degrees and white collar professions could never go for a blue collar bum like me. Social status doesn’t exist in a vacuum after all, and if I don’t got the mojo, then there’s no way I can land me some high class ho-hos, ya know?

But Billy Joel, he made me believe. He made me dare to dream in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, there was an Uptown girl out there who could see past my blue collar ways, and past the gruff exterior. Yes you did, Billy Joel:

But I see now that it was all a dirty, filthy, vomitous lie. Damn you Billy Joel!! Damn you for making me dream wonderful dreams, only to see reality grind them out like so much meat!!!! I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you…

A Love Letter

Recently got this email out of the blue:

Hello, my dear friend!

Maybe, you could fly to me tomorrow and bring me to your home, to get married me and to call me your sweet wife. It is my bright pink dream. I know that it can’t be not tomorrow and not even the next day, because I am nobody for you and my letter will turn out to be big surprise for you. I am right.

But I am able to change everything right now and from pretty stranger I want to become very special person in your life. If You would be ill and I would be happy to take care of you; You would have interesting news into your life, and I would be close to you to share happy moments with you. Don’t you agree that it is real happiness when you come after work and light windows of sweet home wait for you, when you open the door and you feel sweet kisses and hugs onto your body? I think that nothing in the world can be compared with such simple family happiness. I need it very much and my letter, which you hold into your arms, proves it.

You need not to look for me long, I am right here and wait till I can greet you warmly.

Have a good mood
Irishka

I cried for several minutes. Here was someone who was a complete stranger, and yet she made my day. You can tell she had so much love and warmth to give that she felt compelled to write me a letter (even though it meant having to struggle to write it in English), just to show me how much she cared. Here’s someone who totally gets me, and the only thing I have to do is fly over there to bring my sweet angel back.

Anybody want to be my sponsor? Please, it’s for love.

Believe Me, I Need It

The news have been sucking rotten eggs lately, so I’m sticking my head in the sand for a while to keep myself from getting even more depressed.  Luckily I stumbled across an old Bruce Campbell commercial that helped cheer me up.  Good old Bruce, he can make me laugh without even trying:

 
It’s true, I don’t have it, but man do I NEED it.  I need it BAD.  :-D
 
But how can I get it, since I don’t have it?  If only I had it, I wouldn’t need it, much less want it.  But since I want it, I obviously don’t have it, and when I ask those who do have it how they got it, they just laugh at me.
 
But I need to learn how to get it, or I’ll never have it, and if I can’t ever have it, I’ll never be happy.  If I’m happy, I’ll know I’ll have gotten it, but until then I’ll always be sad.  But being sad stops me from getting it, and if I can’t get it, I can’t be happy, so I need it, in order to get it, but since I can’t get what I need in order to get what I want, I think that pretty much means I’m screwed.

Dead Men Tell No Jokes

We have a clipboard in our section that shows a list of the latest death notices for workers or workers’ relatives who recently passed away. I noticed one woman had a tendency to check the list every day when she walked by our section. She was doing it again today, so I said:

“Checking to see if the hitman did his job?”

She looked at me without emotion and then walked out of the room.

I turned to my coworker. “Why does nobody appreciate my sense of humor?”

Indiana Jones Supports Terrorism

He’s wearing a keffiyeh!

I love Michelle Malkin but I just couldn’t resist. :-D

Maybe?

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaay beeeeeeeeeee
If I praaaaaaaaaay eveeeeeeerry niiiiiiiight,
You’ll come back tOoOoOoooOooOoOo meeeeeeeeee!
 

   

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaay beeeeeeeeeee
If I crrrrry eveeeeeeeeeeeeryday,

 

You’ll come back toOOoOoooooOOO staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay,
OooOoOooOhhhh, maybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

****************************

I’ve prayed and prayed,
To the Lord,
To send you back myyyyyyyyy looooOOOoooOve,

Buuuuuuut instead, you came to meeeeeeeeeee,
OoOoOoOOooOOoOnly in myyyyyyyy dreeeeeeaaaaaams!

   

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaay beeeeeeeeeee
If I praaaaaaaaaay eveeeeeeerry niiiiiiiight,
You’ll come back tOoOoOoooOooOoOo meeeeeeeeee!
 

   

Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaay beeeeeeeeeee
If I crrrrry eveeeeeeeeeeeeryday,

 

You’ll come back toOOoOoooooOOO staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay,
OooOoOooOhhhh, maybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

 

Care to guess what I’ve been praying for lately? 

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