Where the fuck does shit like this come from? Well until he's directly insulting people beyond the normal range of acceptable zings, or crossing one of our lines, I guess he can stay, because that shit's ridiculous and kind of funny. I'll reread it when I'm sober.
No! I've done some research on him, and all of his stories were contradicted by basic facts about anatomy and ecology; he didn't touch any of the freshly-painted woodwork; his flashlight had a red bulb in it; he was so thirsty he had to return to the water fountain several times; and he already knew the cabinet hinges had been removed. Moreover, he's the only one of his brothers without a mustache; there was no candy in any of the pinatas at the store; and there was a spider web across the doorway. Not to mention that tears fall from the inside corner of the eye, not the outside; and penguins don't live in the arctic. You may also have noticed that he asked the victim to buy four tubes of toothpaste; he knew that the sound of the slamming door came from the trunk of the car; his right sideburn was shorter than his left sideburn; you can't play the violin sitting in an armchair; there wasn't enough room in the car for the victim's antique collection; and the wax drippings were facing the door. Of course, he also knew which of the victim's shoes to bring; he was tapping on trees with his walking stick; and the words on the note were actually a telephone number. In addition, he was bald; he was still sweating when he came aboard the boat; he said that the policeman had brought him "back" to the scene of the crime; he knew what color the stolen suitcase was; he had a newspaper and reading lamp in his room; it's not possible to put something in your left pocket with your right hand while running; and yet his towel was soft and fluffy. On top of everything else, he had toast for lunch; electric clocks don't tick; ducks can't eat in zero gravity; he lit a match off the bottom of his shoe; and (most incriminating of all!) he put mustard on top of the sauerkraut on his hot dog!
Where the fuck does shit like this come from? Well until he's directly insulting people beyond the normal range of acceptable zings, or crossing one of our lines, I guess he can stay, because that shit's ridiculous and kind of funny. I'll reread it when I'm sober.
Can't we band him for liking Cage the Elephant and using Ticketmaster reviews as a form of defense?
I think that's when he actually decided to jump in he in the first place. FUCK! Does that make it my fault
Re: Memes and other funny internet junk, I guess.. « Reply #490 on Aug 16, 2011, 10:00am »
Oh my god that is a real thing. I mean, I'm guessing it is a real thing made to look like an actual real thing and not a joke thing, but either way that was absolutely hilarious.