From BBSpot: What if real life was filled with l33t sp3ak? It’s a collection of Photoshop-altered photographs, but some of them are rather amusing.
The gravestone is my favorite ;).
Category: humor
Ford Testifies to Stop Ride Sharing
From BBSpot, Ford Testifies to Stop Ride Sharing:
A recent study by the Gartner Group supports Ford’s claims that ride sharing runs rampant across the US. The study showed showed that children under the age of 16 were the biggest offenders. Almost 99% of children in that age group said they had shared a ride in the past week. The study also showed that ride sharing had spread to the Internet in the form of “Car Pool” message boards where the “Road Robbers” set up their swaps. […]
Sentient Road Cones
Half Bakery offers an amusing proposal for sentient road cones.
Code in a few tactics for survival to stop these things:
a) jumping down holes like lemmings.
b) wandering off into traffic. […]
Hasta La Vista, SatireWire
I was disappointed to learn that SatireWire is calling it quits. Some people looked down upon SatireWire as an “Onion Clone”, but I enjoyed its humor in its own right.
Over the years, SatireWire has had so many stories that have acutely poked at the humor in today’s current events. One of my favorites that comes to mind is Remaining U.S. CEOs Make a Break For It:
Unwilling to wait for their eventual indictments, the 10,000 remaining CEOs of public U.S. companies made a break for it yesterday, heading for the Mexican border, plundering towns and villages along the way, and writing the entire rampage off as a marketing expense.
“They came into my home, made me pay for my own TV, then double-booked the revenues,” said Rachel Sanchez of Las Cruces, just north of El Paso. “Right in front of my daughters.” […]
Cat Conversations
Anyone who has owned a cat can probably relate to these advanced feline conversations:
“You’ve got a whole apartment full of things to sit on. Would you care to explain why you’ve chosen my foot? Because I have to stir the sauce, and I can't reach it with a cat on my foot. Well, no, you don't have to care, but you do have to get off my foot and sit someplace else. Okay, see, while my other foot technically qualifies as ‘someplace else,’ I think you may have missed my point. ‘Get off my foot' is my point. I feel it’s a strong one. So get off. Now. Please. Thank you.”
“Look at the clock. Look at the clock, please. Oh, don't give me that ‘I can't tell time’ crap. You know what a two looks like, fat boy. Do you see a two on that clock? No. No, you certainly don’t. So do you get lunch now? No, you certainly don't. No two, no lunch.” […]