With his dummy on his knee, he started going through his usual dumb blonde jokes, when a blonde in the second row stood on her chair and started shouting: “I’ve heard enough of your stupid blond jokes,” she screamed. “What makes you think you can stereotype women in that way? What does the colour of [...]
Archive for March, 2008
The real story behind Humpty Dumpty cracking up was more sordid than you’d otherwise expect. It involved the making of German sex fetish film where things gotta a little outta hand between Humpty and the light sabre weilding leather lad… and then of course All the Kings Men arrived… for omelette.
How High Is High Enough?
Published by March 12th, 2008 in Murray @ Midnight's Ethical Dilemmas. 2 CommentsThe Boss say’s ‘jump!’ all the bloody time. It’s getting really annoying and breaking my train of thought. Dear Midnight – how can I ‘dispose’ of him without anybody ever finding out and on the off chance that they did it – implicate Graham two cubicles down? Please advise, Saturday Jumper.
I’ve been pondering chocolate. Easter is fast approaching and I’m being overwhelmed by all the chocolate offerings being thrust at me. From supermarkets to specialist stores like Darrell Lee to just random Big Bunny dudes with cute little Alice-in-Wonderland looking chaperones stalking me in shopping malls/centres. Alice always has a glassy vacant look and the [...]
The death of Mr Ed was a shock to everyone. Naturally the Paparazzi went crazy!
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Caption Slugfest: 4 Guys and 4-Wheel Drive
Published by March 5th, 2008 in Caption SLUGfest Championships and Pins and Needles. 28 CommentsOkay, I think it’s time to kick off another Caption Slugfest! As per the very simple process established in our first slugfest, add your caption [1] for the whacky photo above in the comments section. After a reasonable period of mourning the team at Voodoologic will use cutting edge technology along with whatever their horoscope [...]
Pompei had been burnt once before, so she checked her Toga Party list one more time. As far as she was concerned Vesuvius was so scratched… and by Mars, he’d better not turn up unannounced with a head fulla’ steam and spitting hot chips or their would be hell on Earth to pay! Pompei was resolute.
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Sound Of Voodoo