Category: Funny

Yeah, it’s a slow day. And I have a reunion to go to tonight, so this is as good as it’s likely to get today. Get over it. 😛

Anybody that ever reads Dr. Roy’s Thoughts already knows a few things about the good doctor. Specifically: he’s a pretty bright guy, but a lousy typist and apparently wouldn’t use spellchecking if you put a gun to his melon. Every now and then, though, one of those typos just works out to be sooo sweet…

Jonas points out that the hrcs are social enginerring agencies.

Enginerring. Heh. Hehheh… Yeah… 😆

…is definitely good for the gander. 😀

I knew there was a reason why I liked this gal; every now and then she manages to come up with something that just plain gets my laughing my dingleberries right off. Hey, if Babs can dish it out, she should be able to take it too; don’t you think?

Now I’m going to have to send this to all my friends in the ‘States…

(more…)

No, not the band; ME! That’s right, I’m better than Ezra!

Chew on this, Levant… 😛

Ezra Levant seems to think he’s all hot stuff just because he managed to video tape a little interview that he had with an HLC Inquisitorâ„¢ somewheres out in Wild Rose Country and managed to slap it up in bits and pieces on YouTube. Well, la-dee-da. Isn’t that special?

Sit back and relax, ladies & gents, as I prove once and for all that I am, in fact, Better Than Ezra. It’s my very first real scoop, dontcha know? Unlike Ezra — who just managed to tape a little preliminary thingamawhatever — I have gotten my hands on… wait for it…

Actual footage of a complete Human Lefts Commission hearing!!

Yes, you read that right; the entire proceedings from beginning to end! If this doesn’t convince people that we need to get rid of these things, nothing will. And yes, the footage is authentic. I have personally conducted exhaustive research and fact-checking on this (20 minutes of surfing and 11 hours, 40 minutes to get through 3/4 of a case of Moosehead) and I can assure you that that is, in fact, Richard Warman. Don’t take my word for it, though; see it for yourself and gasp in awe of my journalistic sleuthing skills:

I’ve been fiddling lately. A lot.

I’ve been trying to find ways to make the site a little more versatile, without having to become an even bigger geek than I already am (my geekdom doesn’t quite extend to coding so far… yet) . One of the things that I’ve been thinking about for a while now, but never quite got around to, is using flash embeds on the site.

Well, thanks to a post that I blunderd across over at RightTurnOnly (thanks, Len), I’ve got something up and running that should do the trick quite nicely. And I don’t need to bash myself in the head with a shovel, trying to remember a bazillion syntactical parameters, to make it work, either. 😀

Now all I need is some good content. Oh, well, this’ll have to do for now. Try not to have too much fun with it… 🙄

Something else I pilfered from elsewhere in the blogosphere. Damn, this blogger’s block thing is getting easier…

Seeing as how I seem to have a bad case of bloggers’ block up the wazoo lately, I’m getting a little hard up for stuff to write about.

So, for lack of anything better, I guess I’ll just smack up whatever it is that I trip over that either tickles my funnybone, leaves me going “what the hell…?” or both.  Today’s entry is under the “both” heading.

And, I promise, just as soon as I can jar something loose from this rickety damned skull of mine, I’ll be right back to howling my lungs out about things that actually matter.  Until then, I’m afraid you’ll just have to sit through stuff like this… Sorry. 🙁

British man puts out kitchen fire with aunt’s oversized underwear

LONDON – They went from baggy knickers to the ultimate hotpants.

A fire department official in Britain says Jenny Marsey’s miraculous underwear saved the day by doubling as an emergency fire blanket during a kitchen blaze.

Marsey’s nephew, John, was frying bread in her kitchen in Hartlepool, northeast England, on Sunday when the fire broke out.

He grabbed the nearest thing from a pile of washing to smother the fire – a wet pair of his aunt’s size 18 underwear.

The nephew’s quick thinking saved the kitchen but left Marsey’s underpants slightly scorched.

“It could have been a lot worse,” said Marsey. “My family could have been in hospital but the knickers saved the day.”

A fire brigade spokesman said that the general principle – using a large, wet cloth to cover a grease fire – was a sound one.

As for using underwear: “Clearly it depends on what size you are,” he said, “but I don’t want to go there.”

Dear gawd… I really do need something to set a fire under me…