Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Facebook gif of the week



AUNTY ACID DON’T PLAY

LITERALLY, YOU CAN'T PLAY THIS IT'S A SCREENSHOT

HOWEVER “AUNTY ACID” *IS* A PLAY ON “ANTACID” WHICH IS AN AGENT THAT NEUTRALIZES GASTRIC ACID

ONE IS THEREFORE LEFT TO ASSUME THAT ALL IF NOT MOST OF AUNTY ACID MEMES PORTRAY HER ON THE TOILET

ANYWAY

IN THIS SHORT FILM AUNTY ACID RUNS OUT OF TOILET PAPER

THE JOKE IS THAT WE’RE SUPPOSED TO ASSUME THE ANSWER TO THE QUESTION IS “A PENIS” EVEN THOUGH THE PICTURE CLEARLY SHOWS AUNTY ACID ON THE TOILET

IMO THIS MEME WOULD BE AN ALL-TIME GREAT IF EVERYTHING REMAINED EXACTLY THE SAME BUT THE ANSWER INDEED WAS “A PENIS”

MAN THAT’S GOOD STUFF

IN THE VIDEO SHE DOES A JERKING MOTION

THE JERKING MOTION OF THE EMPTY ROLL IS SUPPOSED TO FURTHER INSINUATE “PENIS”

EVEN THOUGH SHE’S ON THE TOILET

MY WIFE SAW THIS MEME AND ASKED “WHAT IS A TOILET ROLL”

SHE IS THE BEST

ONE WOULD THINK THAT FOR ALL OF HER GASTROINTESTINAL ISSUES THAT AUNTY ACID WOULD CHECK THE TOILET PAPER ROLL BEFORE SITTING DOWN

FEELS LIKE SHE MADE HER OWN BED TOILET ON THIS ONE

I TRIED TO SAVE THIS VIDEO (IT’S A VIDEO BECAUSE THE JERKING MOTION WAS *THAT* IMPORTANT) TO POST ON THIS BLOG WHICH OBVIOUSLY DIDN'T WORK - IT ONLY SAVED TO FACEBOOK, AND THIS HAPPENED



SO THIS IS ROCK BOTTOM

ALSO IF I DON’T KNOW WHAT A TOILET ROLL IS I DEFINITELY DON’T KNOW WHAT A TOILER ROLL IS

ANYWAY THE ANSWER IS NOT PENIS

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Facebook meme of the week



MIGHT BE THE BEST ANTI-GOOD GIRLS MEME I’VE SEEN TODAY

SOLID PHOTOSHOP WORK

IN THIS METAPHOR FIRE AND ICE = TATTOOS AND A GUITAR

PRETTY SURE AMY GRANT CAN PLAY THE GUITAR SO I’M NOT SURE ABOUT THE THESIS HERE

NEVERTHELESS

“THIS ACTUAL BADASS BITCH WON’T BE RELATABLE BUT IF I CUT AND PASTE BETTY BOOP’S HEAD ONTO HER BODY THEN PEOPLE WILL UNDERSTAND” - PERSON WHO MADE THIS

“I DON’T COMPREHEND MESSAGES UNLESS THEY ARE RELAYED TO ME VIA RECOGNIZABLE CARTOON CHARACTERS FROM 50 YEARS AGO” – ME

IMAGINE A REAL-LIFE WOMAN WITH AN ARM SLEEVE OF TATTOOS WHO IS IN AN ACTUAL BAND SELF-IDENTIFYING WITH THIS MEME AND SHARING IT UNIRONICALLY

WHICH MEANS THIS MEME’S TARGET DEMOGRAPHIC IS 60-YEAR OLD MOMS WHO CAN POST THIS ON THE FACEBOOK TIMELINES OF THEIR “LIBERAL” DAUGHTERS WITH MESSAGES LIKE “THOUGHT OF YOU WHEN I SAW THIS XOXO WINKY FACE” WHICH READING BETWEEN THE LINES MEANS “SEE I DON’T DESPISE YOU BECAUSE OF YOUR TERRIBLE LIFE CHOICES” AND THEN THE DAUGHTER GETS THE NOTIFICATION AND IS LIKE UGH ARE YOU EVEN SERIOUS WITH THIS

IT’S POSSIBLE I’M LOOKING TOO MUCH INTO THIS

I AM A MAN BTW

GOOD GUYS ARE MADE OF HANDSHAKES AND COLOGNE BUT I’M A BADASS MOFO FROM THE GD DANGA ZONE

THAT IS A MEME I MADE UP WHERE I PUT DROOPY THE DOG’S FACE ONTO DOG THE BOUNTY HUNTER’S BODY

BOTH DOGS SO IT WORKS

IT’S GONNA SELL LIKE HOTCAKES

SOMEBODY PLEASE MAKE IT

I AM TOO BUSY SHREDDING OVER HERE IN MY SLEEVELESS T-SHIRT AND TATTOO BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN MOTIVATED BY THIS MEME

SINCE YOU ASKED YES I AM SHREDDING TO “BABY BABY” BY AMY GRANT

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Facebook meme of the week



LOVING YOUR HUSBAND? HMMM THAT’S A STRETCH BUT LET’S HEAR BETTY BOOP OUT

AFTER ALL BETTY BOOP IS FAMOUS FOR HAVING A HUSBAND

AS A HUSBAND MYSELF I CAN ATTEST TO THIS MEME

I MAKE HER LAUGH (WITH FARTS)

I WIPE HER TEARS (AFTER REALLY BAD FARTS)

AND JUST THE OTHER DAY I CHEECKED HER ON

WIFE: WE NEED TO TALK I THINK I’M HAVING A NERVOUS BREAKDOWN FROM THESE CHILDREN

ME: THERE THERE (PLAYING WORDS WITH FRIENDS)

WIFE: ALSO DONALD TRUMP I MEAN IS THIS EVEN REAL LIFE

ME: I KNOW RIGHT WTF

WIFE: I KNEW YOU’D UNDERSTAND, YOU’RE ALWAYS THERE TO CHEECK ME ON

ME: I AM A GOOD HUSBAND … … … … (10-SECOND FART)

WIFE: LOL I LOVE YOU

LET’S SEE WHAT THE MEME COMMENTERS HAVE TO SAY


TRUE LOVE IS WHEN YOUR WIFE TAGS YOU IN A BETTY BOOP HUSBAND MEME AND REFERS TO YOU AS BABY CAKES

SOMEONE MAKE A WIFE MEME FEATURING HE-MAN AND PUT THAT IN THERE



HERE’S TO HOPING A GOOD MAN READS YOUR ELOQUENT WORDS AND DECIDES TO CHEECK YOU ON

GOOD LUCK SHELLY

Saturday, November 12, 2016

Case of the Nips

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We all went out to see Dr. Strange, a guys night that included a pre-movie dinner. My three brothers-in-law, cousin Sal, the incomparable Uncle Carmine and, of course, my father-in-law were the guys involved.

There was a grocery store next to the restaurant, and after dinner it was spontaneously decided that we’d go there to stock up on candy that we’d sneak into the theater. The entire endeavor was admittedly quite juvenile – seven grown-ass men with jobs buying candy on the cheap to sneak into a superhero movie. We regret nothing.

Matt grabbed a Costco-sized bag of Twizzlers. Anthony opted for some gummy bears. I think I saw Milk Duds in the mix. Me? I’m a popcorn guy, although I did partake in the inspired mischievousness by sneaking in a bottle of water. (High School Me is shaking his head in shame and disappointment.) Sal chose a box of Raisinets, which I initially thought was an odd choice although I did indulge in some Raisinet goodness during the movie – they go great with popcorn. Then there was my father-in-law, who excitedly opted for a box of Nips.

Nips, for the uninformed, are hard candy. Far be it from me to question someone’s taste for sweets, but Nips are not exactly the ideal movie candy. You don’t eat them out of a box as much as place them into a small glass bowl next to a framed picture of your grandchildren. You can’t snack on them over the course of a movie as much as suck on one during the course of like, an afternoon.

Moviegoer 1: Pssst, you want some Peanut M&Ms? (holds out box)

Moviegoer 2: NAH FAM, BUT PASS ME A HANDFUL OF THEM WERTHER’S ORIGINALS.

This was seemingly lost on my father-in-law, who treated his choice as quite commonplace and almost cliché, like, OK fine, I’LL get the Nips, but you guys can all share. He actually literally said something to that effect, which left all of us flabbergasted and LOLing in bewilderment. Undeterred but amused, my father-in-law doubled down on his choice my repeating several times in the grocery store aisle, “I love Nips.” This profession, obviously, was not lacking in innuendo, and the smirk on his face as he repeated this phrase seemed to acknowledge as much. Somewhere in there was a Trumpian joke about grabbing the Nips, but this was the day after the election and the wounds were still waaaay too fresh for me to make jokey references. I still can’t even, but I DIGRESS.

Part of me, in the interest of sheer hilarity, wanted my father-in-law to be the only one among us to get caught, a box of Nips falling out of his coat pocket as he handed the usher his movie ticket. Had that happened, however, the usher probably would have thought nothing of it, as if he had witnessed a couple cough drops fall of out the pocket of someone searching for his ticket stub. I’m sorry sir, but you dropped your Nips.

That would have been an appropriate mantra for Guys Night 2016, facilitated by a man with a Ph.D. in placing us in awkward situations. Dr. Strange indeed.

Tuesday, November 08, 2016

Political correctness: a counterpoint



Well, here goes nothin'


Nailed it. I don't know. What I DO know is this does warrant a BREAKDOWN.

Everyohe wants to be politically correct,

When you’re attempting to make a profound or grandiose statement, it’s good practice to make sure you at least spell the first word correctly. An adequately-spelled first word can really draw the reader in and supply them the confidence that they’re in for a well-reasoned statement. If a big steaming pile of nonsense follows, at least a strongly-spelled first word buys you a little time. This … this does not do that.

Let’s also discuss something else. What people describe as “politically correct” is most often a compassionate attempt to not offend. Opposition to political correctness is usually due to people feeling deprived of their ability to issue racist, homophobic, misogynistic, and generally derogatory statements. In the case of the supposed “war on Christmas,” it’s an attempt to clearly claim the season as primarily if not solely Christian despite the fact that other religions celebrate holidays at this time of year. “Happy holidays” is an attempt to wish others well regardless of their religious beliefs, which is in itself a practice that could be accurately described as Christian. Political correctness, therefore, could alternately be known as common decency.

ANYWAY my point is—even if this phrase were spelled correctly, which it’s not—you just KNOW something good is about to happen if only because it’s essentially promising a counter-argument to basic decency.

but even Santa says “ Mary Christmas”.

And there it is. Better than anyone could have ever hoped. Several notes here:

-“*even* Santa” is like … very wrong. You’re using the most recognizable symbol of the holiday (other than Jesus) as validation for your argument, which makes no sense. Try these on:
  • Everyone wants to be politically correct, but even Rabbi Santa says, “Merry Christmas.”
  • Everyone wants to be politically correct, but even "Ru Paul’s Drag Race" contestants say, “Merry Christmas.”
  • Everybody thinks Suicide Squad was a bad movie, but even Margot Robbie from Suicide Squad says it is a good movie. (And “Merry Christmas.”)

-It’s "Merry Christmas." "Mary" is someone who plays a crucial role in the Christmas story and, although she would eventually help spur her Son's first miracle of changing water to wine, she never likewise convinced Him to change a proper noun to an adjective.

-It’s always risky to use a mythological figure to defend a real-life stance. “A lot of people think euthanasia is OK, but let us not forget what the huge dog from The Neverending Story says about the value of life.”

So if he can say it,

If you’re quoting Santa directly here by attributing to him "Mary Christmas," I would argue that he can’t say it. The qualifier is false, and I'm walking away.



OK fine I'm still here,

why can’t you?

You got me. Also, I fully acknowledge the likelihood that Darryl is trolling us all, which would render all of this useless and demand my respect.