Showing posts with label current events. Show all posts
Showing posts with label current events. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Leper Pop World Report

Bus Hero

Moist Rub reporting.

FREETON, NJ – A man was apparently trapped in a city bus after the bus ran off the road and crashed into a twenty-foot garbage dumpster at 2800 South 24th Avenue. The driver and the seven other passengers safely exited the bus. When rescue workers arrived on the scene, they were able to enter the bus through the main door, which was not damaged, and escort the man, Turlock Gibble, age 46 from Bunville, off the bus, unharmed. When asked why he remained on the bus after the crash, Mr. Gibble replied, “This is not my stop.”




Green Black Box of Death

StivOO reporting.

SUMMIT, IL – Searchers have recovered the “black box” from the wrecked 1991 Chevy Corsica that slid off I-55 Monday morning in heavy fog. The box -- which is actually off-green with a drawing of the entire Scooby Doo cast on the front panel -- contains critical information about the final minutes of the car’s journey and could prove crucial in determining why it plunged off the road early Monday morning. The front panel of the box had apparently been forced open in the impact, but NTSB officials were confident that the critical flight information in the box was intact. Although thorough ananlysis of the contents is just underway, preliminary review of the black box contents indicated half a ham and swiss sandwich, a diet Tab, and, in what may be the most revealing piece of data, a spent L’il Debbie snack cake wrapper, an NTSB spokesperson said.




The Perfect Ketchup

Sid F’er reporting.

WAXAHACHIE, TX – Local courier Jimmy Toncek recently lauded the service at the local Jack-in-the-Box after receiving the perfect number of ketchup packets for his fries on a recent visit to their drive-thru window. “I have to ask for ketchup every time I go through that durn place, and I usually get shorted on the ketchup or I get enough to last me through the next year. This time I didn’t even have to ask, and I had enough to dip every fry but not a speck more.”

Toncek often eats on the run, so drive-thru’s are most convenient to his schedule. His mobile office doesn’t have room to carry such condiments, as the interior of his ’86 Ford Ranger is often filled with important documents, maps and other tools of his trade. “She ain’t a pretty truck,” stated Jimmy, “but she gets me where I need to be.” He cited his recent Employee of the Quarter award as evidence of his reliability and efficientcy. His supervisor confirmed the honor, but also added that Toncek was the only courier that has worked at HotShot Messenger for the entire period.

Toncek wondered if the ketchup service was a result of a new management team at the local franchise, but hadn’t seen any “under New Management” banners hanging from the building. Calls to the restaurant confirmed that there have been no major changes to the management team, although Donna Schlemp was recently given the title of Assistant Shift Leader after six months of work as a team member. The manager that we spoke with believed this to be irrelevant, as Schlemp primarily works closing shifts during the week. Several team members that we spoke to on a recent visit said that the number of ketchup packets is an ongoing issue with most customers. Managers “continually rag” on the team to watch condiment costs, but it’s the frontline team that has to face the wrath of the ketchup hungry mobs each day.

It’s still unclear whether Toncek’s luck was of the pure dumb variety or if someone out there truly understands the importance of the condiment in each order. Toncek best summed it up saying, “I can’t tell you how it happened, but I will tell you that I’ll drive the extra 2 blocks to go to that drive-thru any day of the week.”




Hard To Swallow

Moist Rub reporting.

LA JOLLA, CA – Jenny Craig, one of the largest weight management service companies in the world, has promoted Monica Lewinsky to Vice President of Product Development. In the summer of 1999 Ms. Lewinsky, who is infamous for her inappropriate relationship with President Clinton, joined Jenny Craig as a spokesperson to promote a low-carb menu option intended to illustrate how “Jenny Craig Changes Lives.”

“It’s no secret that Monica was in desperate need for a change in her life at the time,” claims Patti Larchet, Jenny Craig’s President and Chief Operating Officer, “Since she had so much room for improvement, we figured it was a sure fire marketing plan.” “That is so not untrue,” agreed Ms. Lewinsky.

“To our delight,” adds Larchent, “we discovered Monica had a flare for developing innovative weight management techniques. Her only problem was that she had a habit of managing her weight at around 250 pounds instead of somewhere in a range healthier for her body type.” After her brief role as spokesperson, Lewinsky has spent the last seven years in the company as Chief Technician of Doughnut Procurement as a special assistant to the executive staff.

Lewinsky’s first weight management scheme allows the participants to eat as much food as they want. “The key is that all food should be swallowed whole,” swaggers Lewinsky. The philosophy assumes that since the food has not been broken down initially by chewing, most of it will not be able to be absorbed by the digestive system and will pass harmlessly through the bowels. “Humans weren’t meant to chew and have teeth,” Lewinsky told us, “that is why they’re always falling out. Besides, teeth get in the way sometimes.”

Jenny Craig plans to offer this novel weight management strategy to its clients this winter. Lewinsky anticipates, “At first, people will have to start out with something reasonable, like spaghetti. But with some coaching from Jenny Craig’s crack staff of weight management street professionals, they’ll be sucking down hot dogs, sausages, even full zucchini, like it’s a glass of water! If I can do it, anybody can!”

What’s next for this pioneer in the world of weight watching? “I don’t want to give too much away, but I’m leaning towards an all liquid protein plan.”




Dangerous Stools

Sid F’er reporting.

TOOLEWAH, TN – Record numbers of town folk turned out for yesterday’s city council meeting after officials announced extremely high levels of hydrogen have been found in the city’s water supply. Recent test results uncovered by this publication under the Freedom of Information Act showed levels of over 66% were routinely measured. Resident Billy Halliday felt he spoke for everyone when he said, “I’m appalled that this information has not been disclosed to the residents of this town -- God almighty only knows how long this as been an issue.”

Indeed nobody seems to have an explanation for the hydrogen, but Mayor Monty Houston promised an investigation into the matter that has everyone on edge. “I mean, we use water for everything in this town,” stated Mabel Smarmont, citing drinking, cooking, bathing and even sanitation. “I’m afraid to use the stool in my own home for fear of the dang thing blowin’ up real good while I’m on it,” said Smarmont.

Only local science teacher, Oliver Huckley, seemed unaffected at the recent meeting, as he tried early on to assure the crowd that their stools are in no danger. These comments only served to arouse suspicion and incite the crowd. Said Halliday, “It’s because of so-called scientists and their mad experiments that our natural resources are being endangered.” He later forcefully proposed that the council should consider discontinuing the high school’s chemistry program, as that could only lead to the further introduction of dangerous levels of chemicals in our environment. The council promised to discuss it at the next meeting after further study. “Maybe all them jackasses with their fancy bottled water know something after all,” concluded Smarmont.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Whishouthimuhoay

Don Imus made some big news this week. Apparently, he’s not dead. That was news to me. I haven’t listened to him in years. The only reason I ever did listen to him was because I had been held captive in strange cities from time to time by my employer, and I was unfamiliar with the local radio stations. Imus was usually all I could find other than country stations or bible talk. Back then I found him to be self-centered, close-minded and boorish. From the looks of things, he hasn’t changed.

Most of you know what he did this week. If you don’t know, then I applaud you for ignoring this kind of crap better than I do. For those of you who are better crap-ignorers than I am, he referred to the Rutgers University women’s basketball team as “nappy-headed ho’s”. That’s what I’ve heard, anyway. I don’t know in what context he presented this allegation or what his intent was. My research staff doesn’t like that I don’t pay them, so they won’t tell me anything. I have heard, however, some of the outcry resulting from the comment. Seems old Don has been slapped with a racist/sexist sticker. I don’t know if that is a fair claim or not, but I do know that he was wrong to make that comment. Not wrong in a politically correct sense. He was wrong in a factual sense.

The women on that team are not nappy-headed ho’s, from what I can tell. I saw parts of their press conference in reaction to the Imus comment. I didn’t see any nappy heads (clue me in on this, are we not supposed to have nappy heads, is that a bad thing? What’s the rule on that?), and they don’t seem like any of the ho’s I know. (Before I make this next comment, I must disclaim that it is only based on the ho’s I know and is not meant to be a generalization of all ho’s.) The ho’s I know are usually self-centered, close-minded and boorish. And, their brains don’t work so good. And, they smell weird. And, they steal my drugs. Based on their behavior at the press conference, the Rutgers players seemed like fine young women, with clear thoughts and a good perspective on the issue they were slathered with. Even though my television is not equipped with smellovision, none of these women looked like they smelled weird. And, I’ve never known any of them to steal my drugs. The only conclusion I can reach is that they are, indeed, not ho’s. Imus is wrong. Let me be the first to declare it!

Since Imus is wrong with his assessment of the character of the Rutgers’ women’s basketball team, how do we know he isn’t wrong with the rest of the swill he has been squirting through our radios and television sets? We don’t know, so all we can do is assume that he is wrong with at least 39% of his assertions (no need to do the math, I have a solar powered abacus). By my calculations, this gives him a 61% average which is either a D or an F, depending upon which grading scale you prefer. So why do so many people listen to him on the radio? And why, for the love of one life to live, would anybody watch him on television? And why does he wear that ghoul mask, and why does he need sycophants surrounding him licking all of his thoughts’ asses? These aren’t rhetorical questions. I would appreciate it if somebody could give me the answers. Until then, I can only assume that those listeners and viewers are dumb asses.

Speaking of dumb asses, I did a little research (on my own, see above) into the etymology of the name Imus. As it turns out, “imus” is a little known type of word called a “depound word”. A depound word is the opposite of a compound word. For you loyal Imus listeners, a compound word is a larger word formed by two smaller words joined together, such as “theme” (the + me) (or something like that, it’s been a while since I had second grade). A depound word is made up of at least two larger words that are destructed to form a smaller, more user friendly word. “Imus” is the depound word for “I am a dumb ass”. (This whole ordeal is making much more sense now, isn’t it?). Do not confuse a depound word with an acronym. An acronym is composed of the first initial of each root word. These are very popular with the text messaging community. That is, until they learn about depounds. As you will see in a mere moment, depounds are much more fun. Depounds are formed from various parts of the root words, not necessarily limited to the first initial of each. For example, shelouposhole is the depound for “Shut the hell up you piece of shit asshole”. And, an old favorite, masanakysul is the depound for “May satan take your soul.” And who could forget autmissiorest for “Automatic Submission of Requests”. Feel free to make up your own and invent your very own secret decoder rings to help you communicate with each other at parties.

Don I Am A Dumb Ass has begun to reap his rewards for his blatant moronic comment. Not only did his radio station suspend him for two weeks, his television show on MSNBC, The Planet of the Ropers, has been canceled. He will continue to suffer more as the world, enlightened by the exposure of this event, learns what he truly is – an old, bitter man who time has swept to the curb because he has let himself be swept aside by not understanding the doctrine of cool. Eventually, we will all ask ourselves “Who gives a shit about what this Imus has to say” or depoundly, Whishouthimuhoay?