Phone won’t stop ringing?
Here’s what you do.
Leola Starling of Ribrock, Tennesse, had a serious telephone problem. But unlike most people she did something about it.
The brand-new $10 million Ribrock Plaza Motel opened nearby and had acquired almost the same telephone number as Leola.
From the moment the motel opened, Leola was besieged by calls not for her. Since she had the same phone number for years, she felt that she had a case to persuade the motel management to change its number.
Naturally, the management refused claiming that it could not change its stationery.
Read more 4 commentsWe’re in the top 5 of arseholes according to Google
If you type the word arsehole into Google this blog comes up top 5.
Update: We are now number 4 with a bullet!
Comments are off for this postCthulhu Sex Parties?
Yes, there is an organisation that has Cthulhu Sex Parties, as well as publishing a monthly magazine.
“Is that a tentacle coming out of your stomach or are you just glad to see me?”
1 commentW.I.C.A. interviews The Fallen star
W.I.C.A. has posted their interview with me. The interview was done after the release of the movie, The Fallen, in which I star.
1 commentSteyn on Arnie: He will win.
Steyn does his best to rip Arnie’s detractors asunder.
Comments are off for this postWell, this explains a lot
Michael Moore is a big fat idiot, that is for certain. Thanks to his newest book and The Guardian, we know why. He is an Irish-American tosser who didn’t get laid for the first time until he was 32.
Sort of explains his bitterness towards the rich, famous and successful doesn’t it?!
Oh, if reading The Guardian’s gushing praise of the fat wanker is not enough to make you ill, you can read the piece that features Blue (the boy”band”) whingeing about how awful fame has been for them. The band found fame for more than their “music” after 9/11.
after September 11, Lee made a remark that cost him a hell of a lot of sympathy, as well as his share of the royalties from their third single, which he ended up giving to the Twin Towers fund. “Who gives a fuck about New York,” he wondered, “when elephants are being killed? Animals need saving and that’s more important. This New York thing is being blown out of proportion . . . I’m not afraid to say this, it has to be said.”
And when Lee gets his head kicked in by a bunch of angry New Yawkers, they can use the same defence. Alas, it hasn’t happened yet; too bad.
Comments are off for this postCarrying and Sharing Castro redux
Cuba today is wracked with silent fear. In the wake of a massive spring crackdown on independent thought and action — Castro has tossed nearly 80 dissidents in jail, executed three boat hijackers, shuttered home-based businesses, and closed at least one popular discotheque — few feel secure. ... Black marketeers sweat the sales they need to survive. Its as if Havana were the setting of a metropolitan hide and seek, with all the citizens holding their breath to keep from being found by Fidel. Amid such suffocation, nearly everyone must consider an immediate shift in course — especially in Cuba, where an estimated half of all retail transactions take place in the black market.” (10/02/03)
Via: Rational Review
Comments are off for this postLibrarian with shushing action!
Librarians are protesting a new “action figure” being released by Archie McPhee and Co. of Seattle, Wash. The $8.95 doll, complete with “amazing push-button shushing action!”, is “a lovely idea and a lovely tribute to my chosen profession,” says librarian NancyPearl, 58, whom the doll is modeled after. But other librarians don’t like it one bit. “The shushing thing just put me right over the edge,” says Diane DuBois of the Caribou (Me.) Public Library. “It’s so stereotypical I could scream.”(AP) ...Hey! What part of “shush” don’t you understand?
Via: This is True
Comments are off for this postStefan McCann — Private Investigator; Neo-synchronistic poet
Some regard them as contradictory, mutually exclusive; but I say — what’s wrong with a fellow holding down two jobs? Stinging were the taunts of Klopps, an uncomely sawed-off yegg who found the combination richly humorous, and so I was obliged to assist him into a state of horizontal repose where he might usefully reflect upon his artistic prejudices and injuries. The exquisite tranquility of the moment I commemorated in a haiku of somewhat longish measure:
yellow pearls scattered foolish grin disarrayed a bitter harvest, swine, your dentist awaitsI’ve been down some spooky alleys to get here. When things got really tough I wrote to the newspaper lady and gained some sound counsel — but suicide’s for sissies, and that’s not my cup of tea, hanging around all day waiting for potential rescuers.
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