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365 Days of UNF: Day 2
And With This, I’ll Call It a Night…
“Let’s Go to The Desert and Have Another Revelation There”
Hey Daddy…
I am not the incorrigible one in this case, but I do admire the photographer, whoever he may be…
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Guess He Got Tired of Waiting
Yup.
Boys Will Be Boys
Start 2022 Groaning
Did you remember to poop before midnight? You don’t want to be carrying the same shit into 2022.
Old age comes at a bad time. When you finally know everything, you start to forget everything you know.
I’ve been on that new margarita diet for a week.
– Really? What have you lost so far?
My drivers’ license.
Do you know what 50 cent did when he got hungry?
58.
Not to brag but I can always tell when the dinosaurs in movies are fake.
Son: Daddy, I keep hearing noises in my closet. I think there’s a monster in there.
Dad: Yeah, why do you think mom and I chose the other bedroom?
Son: Dad, there’s a small get together tomorrow at school.
Dad: Small get together? How Small?
Son: Me, you, and the principal.
My whole life consists of wondering whether or not to make a sarcastic comment.
I’m starting to think I’ll never be old enough to know better.
I’m an adult and I can eat whatever I want whenever I want.
I wish someone would take this power away from me.
Q: People who haven’t had Covid, what’s your secret?
A: Being a vaccinated introvert.
Autocorrect made me say things I didn’t nintendo.
My cousin in Melbourne sent me over a crate of kangaroo flavored beer. You can taste the hops.
My kids liked smooth peanut butter. They called Crunchy “Jeffrey Dahmer peanut butter”.
Honey is the tastiest of all the insect vomits we have tried so far.
Mount Rushmore, before it was carved, had unpresidented natural beauty.
A human fart can be louder than a trombone.
I discovered that at my daughter’s school concert.
Roadside sobriety tests are getting ridiculous.
Last night I had to fold a fitted sheet.
They let me out this morning!
A man’s walking home late at night when he sees a woman in the shadows. “Twenty bucks,” she says. He’s never been with a prostitute before, but he decides what the hell. They are going at it for a minute when all of a sudden a light flashes on them, it’s a policeman. “What’s going on here?” asks the officer. “I’m making love to my wife,” the man answers indignantly. “Oh, I’m sorry,” says the cop, “I didn’t know.” “Well,” said the man, “to tell the truth neither did I until you flashed that light on her face.”
I helped my neighbor with something this morning and she said, “I could marry you!” I couldn’t believe it. You do something nice for someone and they threaten to ruin your life in return.
I see Ivermectin trending again so that’s heartworming.
It’s OK for a cat to run away and hide under the bed when visitors turn up. But when I do it, I’m antisocial.
The first thing the new hire did was fix a bug that’s been bugging him forever as a user prior to him hiring on.
He then breathed a sigh of relief and submitted his two weeks notice.
Eating too much cake is the sin of gluttony.
However, eating too much pie is OK because the sin of pi is always zero.
How much time do you spend thinking about keeping a cardboard box because it’s a really good box?
You thought you went mute-fart-unmute but you were already muted so you went unmute-fart-mute and all they heard was silence, a fart, and then silence again.
Beware of a new E-bay scam. I ordered my wife some expensive jewelry and they sent me a new computer instead.
My mouth waters when I smell steak.
I wonder if the same thing happens to vegans when they mow the lawn.
A blacksmith is training his new apprentice. Getting to know the boy’s skills, the blacksmith asks, “Have you ever shoed a horse?”
The apprentice replies, “No, but I did once tell a donkey to fuck off.”
Two ducks are flying south for the winter when an Air Force jet flies overhead.
One duck says to the other, “Did you see that? Jeez, he was moving.”
The other duck says, “I bet you would too if you had two assholes and both were on fire.”
There’s this actor, Marty, in his 50s living in L. A. who’s never had his big break. One day, his agent calls him. “Marty, you’re not gonna believe it. I got you a part. It’s on Broadway. It’s just one line, but it’s a huge play. And you’re on tomorrow night.”
Marty says, “This is great. What’s the line?”
The agent says, “Hark! I hear the cannons roar.”
Marty agrees to the part, and he’s thrilled. He gets to the airport and starts running the line out loud over and over again all the way to New York. “Hark! I hear the cannons roar. Hark! I hear the cannons roar.” All the way to the theater he runs the line. He gets to the theater, goes backstage, waits for his cue. He runs onstage and hears the cannon. BOOM! And he screams, “What the fuck was that?”
What’s the difference between an atheist and an evangelical Christian?
The atheist is honest about not following the teachings of Christ.
I’m tweeting from the hospital. Don’t worry, the doctor said I’ll be OK.
Be advised, the Dyson Ball Cleaner has a very deceiving name.
If I’m up at midnight on New Year’s Eve it’s because I have to pee. OR, because I’m not done checking out everything on the internet.
tRUMP is going to try to get out of his liability with his lie ability.
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Generally True
A Perfectly Normal Reaction
“GeT oFF mY LaWN!”
A long-simmering rant:
Okay, as a long-time “content creator” blogger I have to say it:
I hate, hate, hate all the new graphic file formats. I don’t care if it’s GIFV, WEBP or HEIC. They all need to die in a fire. Right now compatibility is non-existent, and merely reposting something I find online often involves downloading it—and if I can’t convert it to something usable like JPG or GIF in-house—uploading it to a website to convert and then downloading the image file a second time. It’s a pain in the fucking ass.
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In Memoriam
Scenes from a New Year’s Eve
“You Have No Fucking Idea!”
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Well Hello Mr. Jonas…
Word.
“Fine Art Prints”
Friends, Butter, Vodka
Just Sayin’
For All Mankind
365 Days of UNF: Day 1
Happy New Year
And So, Here We Are…
Just based on social media and the memes I see flying across my dashboard, I know I am not the only one who is not viewing the imminent arrival of 2022—something usually done with a New Year—as full of possibilities, a fresh start and chance to clear the slate and start new. With the level of abject crazy in the world this past year (remember when we all said 2021 had to be better than 2020?), it seems everyone is fearing this new year will just be a continuation of everything we’ve been dealing with, but ratcheted up to 11 because—God help us—it’s another election year.
And now Betty White is gone? That’s destroyed any remaining hope I had that 2022 was going to be any better than 2021.
Fuck you, 2021. And fuck you in advance 2022.
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Just Sayin’
Common Fucking Sense
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Well, Fuck.
RIP, Betty. Enjoy an extra slice of cheesecake with the girls for all your adoring fans. You are sorely missed.
This does not bode well for 2022. That’s all I’ve got to say.
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365 Days of UNF: Day 365
“Now Piss Off”
Sometimes when they approach you, you’re up for a little street epistemology, Boghossian-style: how do you know what you believe is true, do you think faith is a reliable way to know the world, do you think people can believe things on faith and never know they’re wrong, how do you know you’re not wrong, would you be willing to change your beliefs based on evidence, etc.
Sometimes you’re not interested and you just want to get your coffee/watch your program/masturbate in peace. Hell, you don’t even need an actual reason. At those times, “no, thank you” is sufficient. No explanations, no excuses are required. “No, thank you.” This is the end of the matter.
If they persist, the gloves come off. Anything after this is justified. My advice is not to give them anything. They’re looking to engage you, to create or find an opening to continue on. Don’t give it to them. They’re trying to drag you into their pseudo-reality on their terms.
Remind them that you politely declined, and now they are being rude and disrespectful by ignoring your wishes, so they can kindly fuck off.
“Aren’t you worried about your eternal soul?” No, I’m not. Fuck off.
“Have you heard the good news?” That you’re going to fuck off?
“The [scripture] says…” I don’t give a shit what your stupid book says, I give a shit about the fact I said no and you still haven’t fucked off.
“What could be more important than getting right with the Lord?” What better things I might have to do are really none of your business, but right now you’re keeping me from them so fuck off.
“Can we leave you with some literature?” No. I wouldn’t read it and it would go straight into the recycle bin, so you and it should just fuck off together.
Make a point of noting their names, their church (or whatever) and the date and time, and advise them that their faith leaders will be getting a formal complaint. Now fuck off.
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