The ending of the South Park episode "Scott Tenorman Must Die" had me laughing very hard today. In fact, rethinking about it makes me smile and chuckle. I don't want to give it away, but if you've seen it, you undoubtedly know what I'm talking about. (Chili.)
Two Simpsons things that have caused me to laugh:
A classic - "Hello. I'm Mr. Burns and I believe you have a letter for me."
"Okay, Mr. Burns, what's your first name?"
"I don't know."
It never gets old!
And the other Simpsons line - "We'd like to strike Mr. Skinner's testimony from the record!"
Heh.
And then there was the thing that I saw today at work. A female coworker, who has a reputation of sleeping around quite a bit had her cell phone with her. She asks me if I could read this text message she received and maybe give her some advice. I'm never a good one for advice giving, and especially when it comes to relationship material, but I want to be a good friend, and there might be something I can say, so I say I'll take a look at her phone.
She pulls up the text message on the phone and hands it to me. The screen reads:
OMG! I just found out
that one of the guys
you messed around with
has AIDS!! But
I read that and my eyebrows raised to the top of my head. Holy fuck, I'm thinking. I ask her, "How do I read more?", and she pushes a button to scroll down. The rest of the message reads:
Don't worry, because
I just saved a bunch
of money by switching
to Geico! Hee hee!
I laughed for nearly five minutes straight. The message was sent to her by her sister, who apparently has a reputation for pulling jokes like that. I think the humor comes from the utter sense of relief one feels when you realize that the scare isn't real. I'm sure that not everyone would find this joke funny, but the morbid side of me really was very amused. [shrug] People are weird.
Speaking of weird and crazy people, Dateline is doing a story on Mark David Chapman - the guy who shot John Lennon. It's spooky, crazy stuff. It just goes to show how ungodly crazy brains can be. Earlier, the Spanish Inquisition came up in our conversation at dinner, and it made me realize that people can be especially creative with ways to cause harm to others. I mean, drawn and quartered? What kind of sick mind comes up with something like that?
What was the eyerolly stuff? I totally had something to mention in that regard, but now I forget what it was. Oh well.
In other news, I've reached the 20000 mark. Woohoo!! STill not at the point where the shit hits the fan, but, hey, there's still plenty of days left in November...
In conclusion, my arm is totally asleep, and so is Irina.
2 comments:
I heard a similar joke a couple of months ago.
Michael Johnson goes to a golf course to play a few holes. He pulls into the parking lot and goes to reception.
"Hi! I'd like to play a round, please," he says to the guy on the desk.
"I'm sorry, Sir, we don't allow black people onto our course," the guy replies.
"What?!" Johnson replies.
"I'm sorry, Sir, those are the rules. There is another golf course ten minutes down the road."
"But I'm Michael Johnson!" he shouts.
"OK," replies the guy, "five minutes down the road!"
I was so relieved that it wasn't a racist joke I did spend rather too long laughing.
Keep the word count going, dude! You can so do it!
"I...don't know!" is one of my favourite Homer quotes. I use it far too often in my daily life, along with "Something was said." Too many Somethings, if you ask me!
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