Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Didya ever pick up a turn of phrase from another blogger?

I find myself thinking "this is a real thing in the world" from time to time. That's a title used for an ongoing series over at Shakesville, and boy oh boy, does it apply to this product.




h/t neatorama

Friday, June 13, 2008

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Brilliant!


The video says it best: Is there any motherfucker leading the "family values" movement who doesn't want to give dudes a blow job in a mens' room?

via Feministe

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Worst. Rap. Ever.



Apparently, God hates me personally, or I wouldn't ever have seen this. Someone on The Blend said these folks aren't supposed to listen to secular music. I ask you, do you see any evidence at all here that these kids ever have?


Yeah, I didn't mention the group by name, but I'm so sick of mentioning them that I just decided not to this time.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Rush to War Blues

This made me laugh, although it's not all that funny, is it?

via grow-a-brain

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Ex-gay-o-rama

There's some very interesting stuff about ex-gays and ex-ex-gays over at Pam's House Blend. If you want a good laugh, trust me--you must watch the video clip from Fish don't Fly.

Reading this post put me in mind of an experience one of my college friends had back in, oh, this would've been around 1980. This friend--let's call him Dick, whose hatband he equaled in gayness--had gotten a job in the mailroom at CBS headquarters in New York. The job made him nervous. It was a hotbed of guy culture, and what's more macho than mocking anyone who's different? Dick lived in fear that his queerness would be discovered and he'd be the next target of his coworkers' jokes.

One evening, though, Dick called me, breathless with excitement. For once, he told me, he was enjoying the tendency of the mailroom boys to stereotype and pigeonhole people. That day, they came into the mailroom from lunch laughing their heads off and talking about all the "faggots" outside the building. Why? It seems 60 Minutes had run a story on the possibility of changing one's sexual orientation which included an interview with a psychologist (or psychiatrist--sue me, I don't remember, it was over 20 years ago) who said essentially you are what you are, it's a waste of time to try to change homo- to heterosexual or vice versa. This got the panties of the ex-gay folks in a bunch, and they (I believe it was Exodus) organized a demonstration outside Black Rock to proclaim their success in converting to heterosexuality. As my friend described it, a line of men marched past the building, limp-wristedly holding picket signs and lisping the chant: "I changed! I changed!" Well, he had a tendency to exaggerate. Still, the point is, these so-called ex-gays weren't fooling anyone but themselves.

And of course, the minute anyone mentions Exodus and similar organizations, I think of Overcome, and this brilliant bit from Mr. Show: