Yesterday, on 90.1 KSYM's daily morning radio show "The Sauce," the DJ "Hot Mustard" read a news report about a Denver Nazi group wanting to adopt a stretch of a highway there. He predicted that people would intentionally litter that stretch of highway. His sidekick, "The Bash Man," added that it would be full of white trash.
FOR THE LOVE OF FUNNY
Funny-funny-funny-Fuh-nay. FUH-NAY! Some people think they're funny. Some people really are. Which are you? Why not take a crack at cracking up others with funny jokes, anecdotes, videos, stories, whatever and see? Share what you got. Chances are others will crack up like the nut that you are.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
NAZI-BASHING
Yesterday, on 90.1 KSYM's daily morning radio show "The Sauce," the DJ "Hot Mustard" read a news report about a Denver Nazi group wanting to adopt a stretch of a highway there. He predicted that people would intentionally litter that stretch of highway. His sidekick, "The Bash Man," added that it would be full of white trash.
Friday, September 4, 2009
THE CREATION STORY
On the first day, God made heaven & earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep; and the Spirit of God was moving over the face of the waters. And God said, "Let there be light"; and there was light. And God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, one day.
On the second day, God said, "Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it separate the waters from the waters." And God made the firmament and separated the waters which were under the firmament from the waters which were above the firmament. And it was so. And God called the firmament Heaven. And there was evening and there was morning, a second day. And God called the firmament Heaven. And there was evening and there was morning, a second day.
On the third day, God said, "Let the waters under the heavens be gathered together into one place, and let the dry land appear." And it was so. God called the dry land Earth, and the waters that were gathered together he called Seas. And God saw that it was good. And God said, "Let the earth put forth vegetation, plants yielding seed, and fruit trees bearing fruit in which is their seed, each according to its kind, upon the earth." And it was so. The earth brought forth vegetation, plants yielding seed according to their own kinds, and trees bearing fruit in which is their seed, each according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. And there was evening and there was morning, a third day.
On the fourth day, God said, "Let there be lights in the firmament of the heavens to separate the day from the night; and let them be for signs and for seasons and for days and years, and let them be lights in the firmament of the heavens to give light upon the earth." And it was so. And God made the two great lights, the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night; he made the stars also. And God set them in the firmament of the heavens to give light upon the earth, to rule over the day and over the night, and to separate the light from the darkness. And God saw that it was good. And there was evening and there was morning, a fourth day.
On the fifth day, God said, "Let the waters bring forth swarms of living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the firmament of the heavens." So God created the great sea monsters and every living creature that moves, with which the waters swarm, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. And God blessed them, saying, "Be fruitful and multiply and fill the waters in the seas, and let birds multiply on the earth." And there was evening and there was morning, a fifth day.
On the sixth day, God said, "Let the earth bring forth living creatures according to their kinds: cattle and creeping things and beasts of the earth according to their kinds." And it was so. And God made the beasts of the earth according to their kinds and the cattle according to their kinds, and everything that creeps upon the ground according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. Then God said, "Let us make man in our image, after our likeness; and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creeps upon the earth." So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. And God blessed them, and God said to them, "Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth and subdue it; and have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the air and over every living thing that moves upon the earth." And God said, "Behold, I have given you every plant yielding seed which is upon the face of all the earth, and every tree with seed in its fruit; you shall have them for food. And to every beast of the earth, and to every bird of the air, and to everything that creeps on the earth, everything that has the breath of life, I have given every green plant for food." And it was so. And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good. And there was evening and there was morning, a sixth day.
On the seventh day, God said, "Damn, I'm fucking tired and fucking off the clock. I'm glad I created marijuana and this six pack of beer because now I can kick back, drink, blaze up and get fucking blasted."
Thursday, September 3, 2009
IF THE HUMAN FLY WERE TRUE TO LIFE
If the human fly behaved true to life ...
He'd truly have eyes in the back of his head--and maybe the world's coolest shades. In the past some would've said he looks really fly. It wouldn't have mattered. The "fly girls" would still shoo him.
Whenever he thought of the movie Superfly or the title song he'd wish he was a super fly.
He'd eat and drink with his tongue.
During phone or cyber sex he'd tell women about his long, jack-hammering tongue.
Others may wonder why he never smiles. He can't. He has no lips--or teeth. Besides, smiling flies exist only in cartoon land. If you see a smiling fly you're either dreaming or really flying high.
"Buzz" would be his pass word, and he would always create a buzz.
In his lingo the old put down wouldn't be "Eat shit and die." It'd be "Eat shit and die happy."
He'd eat what most people wouldn't dare touch--shit, tossed food, rotting meat, corpses, carcasses. Later, he'd puke. No, he's not bulemic. He just happens to shit from his mouth and says, "Don't be mad because you can't do it." But he can't lick his fingers while eating as you can because he has no fingers. (So, ha-ha to him.)
If he got on a health trip it wouldn't be curds and whey for him. It'd be turds and whey.
When you fart his mouth would water.
For him fart would be just another word for "Dinner's almost ready."
For him diarrhea would be another word for buffet.
If you fart without shitting he'd suggest you get more fiber or take a laxative and not tease him like that. If you have diarrhea he'd beg you to keep it coming.
His eyes would have lit up the first time he heard pupu platter.
His breath would always stink.
He'd have terrible hygiene.
He'd never have guests, and no one would want any food or drink he offered.
He'd clean himself by rapidly bobbing his head while wiping his face with his crossed and hairy legs. (How strange.)
At night he'd go to whatever room is lit and dance wildly around the room and the lights until the lights were turned off.
He'd be an outcast: He'd be unwelcome at all social gatherings--barbecues, picnics, parties, etc.--and in restaurants. His eating and drinking with his tongue would embarrass whomever dined with him. He'd never be kissed or get laid. The only ones who'd desire his company are other flies and those who want him for dinner. For emotional support he would seek someone who gives a shit.
He'd never venture out at night.
He'd always hear "You need to shave."
He'd hang with similar losers (other flies), and they'd breed like there's no tomorrow.
His children would be as he once was: No one would find them cute or want to play with or babysit them.
He'd be terrified of lizards, frogs, toads, spiders, Venus flytraps, etc. and shudder whenever he heard or saw web address, SWAT team or raid.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
SUGGESTED B-MOVIE TITLES, PROMOS & SYNOPSES
Honey, I Ate The Kids
I Was A Teenage Transsexual Serial Killer From Transylvania
The Creatures Among Us: Whatever They Are, They're Deadly ... And They're Multiplying!
Attack of The Killer Butterflies
I, Pod Man
The Walking Nightmares: When They Growl, You'd Better Run.
I Kill For Fun
Something Really Evil Is In Here
Roaches That Eat Flesh: Now Your Fear of Roaches Is Justified.
The Rise of The Baby Demons
My Mom, The Mass Murderer
Godzilla vs. Bootzilla
Jasper, The (Very) Unfriendly Ghost
I Shall ... Kill 'Em All
Your Fate Awaits
Don't Look Into Their Eyes!
Kill and Kill Again
Kill Again Island
The Ghost In My House Is My Boo (Beau)
Death Bells: When The Death Bells Ring People Die.
The Many Grasping Hands of Doom
Messenger of Death
It's In The Closet ... Waiting For You
Death Is In The Air
My Fellow Denizens of Planet Skanks
Lady Eagle: She's Part Eagle and Part Beauty Queen. That Makes Her Fly Pretty High.
Bad Mother Cluckers: These Chickens Will Be Damned If They Wind Up On Anyone's Dinner Table. They're fed up and not taking it anymore. Instead they're taking matters into their own beaks. Maybe it's just me but something seems really fowl about this film.
I Live Among The Dead: Evil Thrives Where Death Prevails.
They Shall Not Live Long
The Groupie (Starring Lolly Poppers): She Sucks At Everything She Does ... Except Sucking Backstage.
Bigger Balls: A few rich people take the party challenge to win the coveted Bon Scott Award for biggest balls.
Abra Cadaver: It's No Act When This Magician Saws People In Half.
Look Ma, No Conscience: An evil child gets a head start on his future as a serial killer and gives a whole new meaning to "Head Start Program."
Tae Kwon 'Ho's: There's lots of flying hands, feet and come in this sex- and action-packed movie.
All Hands On Dick: Women love dick. They can't keep their hands off him, and he can't keep them away even when he tries. He shows you how hard it is.
I, The Alpha and The Omega: A man gains and then is corrupted by godlike power.
Godzilla vs. Vomitus
Oh, My Badness: Candy Kitty Does Everything Wrong ... And Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way.
THE STORY OF A REBELLIOUS WHITE TEENAGER
One day a white teenager, Amy, enters the living room of her suburban home and announces: "Mom? Dad? My boyfriend, Michael, and I are having sex and we're thinking of having a baby."
Her mom and dad simultaneously reply, "M-m-m" and the dad continues reading the paper and the mom continues knitting.
Another day Amy enters the living room and announces: "Mom? Dad? I've joined a cult. We have an altar ready for human sacrifice."
Her mom and dad simultaneously reply, "M-m-m" and the dad continues reading the paper and the mom continues knitting.
Another day Amy enters the living room and announces: "Mom? Dad? I'm doing drugs, all of them--herb, crack, X, heroin and crystal meth."
Her mom and dad simultaneously reply, "M-m-m" and the dad continues reading the paper and the mom continues knitting.
Another day Amy enters the living room and announces: "Mom? Dad? I have a new boyfriend. His name's 'Arthur,' and he's a serial killer."
Her mom and dad simultaneously reply, "M-m-m" and the dad continues reading the paper and the mom continues knitting.
Another day Amy enters the living room and announces: "Mom? Dad? My life has no meaning. I'm thinking of ending it."
Her mom and dad simultaneously reply, "M-m-m" and the dad continues reading the paper and the mom continues knitting.
Another day Amy enters the living room and announces: "Mom? Dad? I have a new boyfriend. His name is 'Melvin.' He's black."
Her shocked parents simultaneously yell, "What the hell?! as the dad tosses his paper in the air and the mom drops her knitting gear.
The dad rises from the love seat and yells, "I'm getting my gun!"
"Where did we go wrong?" the mom asks rhetorically.
SUGGESTED SONG PARODY TITLES (AND THE ORIGINAL TITLES) VOL. 2

"Do You Know My Gay Friend Named 'Jose'?" ("Do You Know The Way To San Jose?"--Written by Burt Bacharach for Dionne Warwick)
"We Are The Tampons" ("We Are The Champions"--Queen)
"Pick Up The Feces" ("Pick Up The Pieces"--The Average White Band)
"Jimmy Crap Corn" ("Jimmy Crack Corn"--Traditional)
"Beethoven's Fifth (of Jack Daniels)" (Beethoven's Symphony No. 5--Beethoven)
"Spinach Casserole Magic" ("Spanish Castle Magic"--Jimi Hendrix)
"Mrs. Hippie Queen" ("Mississippi Queen"--Mountain)
"I'm A Fag" ("I'm So Glad"--Skip James)
"Whore Pigs" ("War Pigs"--Black Sabbath)
"Fucking Retarded" ("Fucking Hostile"--Pantera)
"Piss" ("Kiss"--Prince)
"We Got V.D." ("We Got The Beat"--The Go-Go's)
"Fuck Me" ("Touch Me"--The Doors)
Monday, August 31, 2009
MAD SCIENTISTS
A university president tells his friend, president of another university, about morale issues in his university's science department:
"For some reason the biology, physics, engineering, psychology and sociology professor are all talking about leaving."
The friend responds, "I see the problem. There's no chemistry in your science department."
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engineering,
physics,
psychology,
science,
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