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Archive for the month “December, 2022”

24 Dec 2022
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Thank You Crazy Lady for Giving Us a Classic

christmas story

It was a chance encounter with a woman wearing a button that read: DISARM THE TOY INDUSTRY, in angry block red letters.

It’s all a Government plot to prepare the Innocent for evil, Godless War!  I know what they’re up to! Our committee is on to them, and we intend to expose this decadent Capitalistic evil!

She told him as she handed him a smudged pamphlet denouncing the U.S. as a citadel of warmongers, profit-greedy despoilers of the young and promoters of worldwide Capitalistic decadence, all through plastic popguns and Sears Roebuck fatigue suits for tots.

It was this encounter that led Jean Shepperd to recount his youthful almost maniacal desire for a Red-Ryder carbine-action range-model BB gun, and the lengths he went one Christmas in efforts to obtain one.

He then wrote the autobiographical essay, Duel in the Snow, or Red Ryder Nails the Cleveland Street Kid, which became the basis for A Christmas Story.

So thank you crazy lady for helping give us a classic.

Have a Merry Christmas, I triple-dog-dare you.triple dog dare

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18 Dec 2022
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This Christmas Give the Gift of the Rutabaga

rutabaga

It’s Christmastime again: the perfect opportunity to brighten the spirits of a loved one with the gift of the rutabaga.

What’s so special about the rutabaga you may ponder–what isn’t so special about the rutabaga is my response.

  • They can be roasted.
  • They can be baked.
  • They can be boiled as a flavor enhancer in soups.
  • They can be boiled as a flavour enhancer in soups in Great Britain. (You wouldn’t believe how much tastier the soup is with that extra U in the word flavour.)
  • They can be thinly julienned as a side dish, in a salad, or as a garnish.
  • They can be thinly julienned and used to clean up oil spills in the driveway.
  • They can be mashed into a paste and used to degrease engines.
  • They can be mashed into a paste and used as a beautifying face cream. (It won’t make you more attractive, but it will cover your face–which if you’re being honest, is the problem.)
  • You can make rutabaga ice cream.
  • You can make a rudimentary boiled rutabaga stew that was a staple of famine-ridden Europe during the war and pretend you’re living in famine-ridden Europe during the war…because pretending is fun.
  • You can chuck them at the heads of people you don’t like.
  • You can chuck them at the heads of people you’re ambivalent about.
  • You can chuck them at the heads of people you do like. (The thunk of a rutabaga bouncing off a human skull is surprisingly satisfying regardless of the target.)
  • You can fill your child’s stocking with them. (But ensure they’re fresh; they can attract flies.)
  • You can use them to attract flies.
  • You can carve them into lanterns as was the old Irish tradition.
  • You can carve them into lanterns and chuck them at people’s heads. (Hopefully the beginnings of a new tradition.)
  • And finally, you can make the traditional Finnish Christmas dish Lanttulaatikko.
rutabaga dish

Lanttulaatikko is a delicious Finnish Christmas dish–you can also chuck it at people’s heads.

Addendum: Don’t make rutabaga ice cream–it sucks.

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13 Dec 2022
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You’ve Got Nothing on Me, Rudolph

reindeeer with glowing antlers

“You’ve got nothing on me, Rudolph.”

In what is being hailed as the technological breakthrough of the century, a group of Finnish scientists have created a new breed of radioactive reindeer.

The Finnish are often referred to as the technological juggernauts of the world. 

“We are the technological juggernauts of the world,” one of the leading Finnish researchers, Johannes Korhonen, brashly stated at a recent press conference.

It seems the Finnish have developed a new breed of radioactive reindeer they claim will revolutionize the world.

The following is an interview with Dr. Korhonen.

Interviewer:  Tell us, why radioactive reindeer?

Dr. Korhonen: Frankly, we just got sick of inducing cancer in lab rats, I mean, we’ve absolutely done that to death. So, we decided to move on to something bigger.

Interviewer: That’s a pretty big jump from lab rats to reindeer.

Dr. Korhonen: It is. At first, we tried it with badgers, but those things are freaking crazy. A bunch of them got loose, knocked over one of the researchers, chewed his ears off, and ran away with them.

Interviewer: Wow.

Dr. Korhonen: Then they came back and taunted him.

Interviewer: That’s horrible.

Dr. Korhonen: Indeed. They’d already taken his ears–there was no need to say those horrible things about his mother.

Interviewer: The badgers can talk?

Dr. Korhonen: Of course not.

Interviewer: Then how did you know they were saying things about his mother?

Dr. Korhonen: It was in their smug body language.

Interviewer: Okay? I’m just curious, why do you consider this to be an advancement that will revolutionize the world?

Dr. Korhonen: Are you serious? We have practically developed a cure for not being radioactive.

Interviewer: Is not being radioactive a big problem?

Dr. Korhonen: Not anymore. Did you know that due to their glowing antlers, the incidents of reindeer being struck by motorists, have greatly decreased over the past year?

Interviewer: But what about the increase in incidents of Finnish motorists screaming, “what the hell is that?” and careening off the road?

Dr. Korhonen: One problem at a time. You know, it was the Finnish that invented Angry Birds.

Interviewer: I know, it was a very popular game.

Dr. Korhonen: Not the game. We have genetically altered flocks of ordinary birds and made them very aggressive and angry; they’ll crap on you just for the fun of it and then they’ll peck your eyes out.

Interviewer: And how could that possibly be useful?

Dr. Korhonen: Did I mention their crap is radioactive?

Interviewer: I‘m starting to think you’re just nuts.

Dr. Korhonen: When you’re the technological juggernauts of the world you don’t have to explain yourselves to dullard interviewers such as yourself.

The interview then ended abruptly when a pack of frenzied badgers poured into the room and attacked Dr. Korhonen. After several moments of wild chittering and gnashing of teeth, the badgers swarmed out of the room, leaving Dr. Korhonen in a bloody earless heap. 

Moments later, they returned to room and mocked him. At least it seemed that way from their smug body language.

 

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Dr. Johannes Korhonen, he looks vaguely like that guy from Die Hard.

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08 Dec 2022
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I’m So Confused

I’ve been experiencing a great deal of confusion of late.

If I’m being honest, my normal state of being is confusion, but it seems I’m more confused than normal.

I’m in need of some clarification. I need somebody to explain things to me.

It seems I can’t say anything anymore without it being construed as offensive.

All I said to her was, “if you were a banana slug, you’d have the prettiest slime trail,” and she got all in a huff as if that isn’t a huge compliment.

Anybody that knows anything about banana slugs, knows that it’s all about the slime trail.

If you’re a banana slug, you can be yellow and gooey and have great antennae, but if you don’t have a good slime trail, you’ve got nothing.

It’s practically common knowledge!

Had I said, “if you were a rat, you’d have the beadiest eyes,” I could understand it possibly being taken the wrong way.

Or had my comment been, “if you were a tick, you’d have the most bulbous blood sack,” maybe that could be misconstrued.

I mean, they’re both still compliments, but at least I could understand it.

What are you supposed to say?

I imagine I could have said something about her flaxen hair or her beautiful eyes or her lovely warm smile.

What a trite load of crap that is; does any woman want to hear that type of jibber-jabber?

I’m beginning to think I should just stop talking to women altogether.

I don’t know what the norm is for being blasted in the face with pepper spray, I’m guessing 3 to 4 times a week. I would definitely like to get down to that number.

Pepper spray really burns.

I’d also like to minimize the number of times I get kicked in the groin.

And if a person is already rolling around on the ground because you’ve just kicked them in the groin, there is absolutely no need to then blast them in the face with pepper spray…it’s just overkill.

I think I’ll just stop talking to people altogether–it’s the only way to be safe.

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05 Dec 2022
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Your Children are Loud, Sticky, and Gross

bratty child

Your child in one of her calmer moments.

Your children are loud, sticky, and gross.

So don’t vilify me just because I don’t want to hear your children, see them, smell them, or be in their general vicinity. And I certainly don’t want to touch them–unnecessary and unwanted touching is precisely how the Black Plague proliferated. Flea-infested diseased riddled rats have taken the blame for far too long–it was filthy little children like yours.

And don’t try to tell me I should treasure your children’s presence because all children are precious. So is uranium and I don’t want to be around that.

Let’s Compare: it causes weakness, fatigue, fainting, and confusion. Bleeding from the nose, mouth, gums, and rectum. Bruising, skin burns, open sores on the skin, and sloughing of skin. Dehydration. Diarrhea and bloody stool. Fever. Hair loss. Nausea and vomiting. Organ failure and even death.

Uranium causes many of those same things.

Uranium, however, doesn’t scream like a psychotic brat at the top of its lungs because you didn’t give it an extra piece of fudge–uranium knows it’s already had enough and so should its mother.

So you and your precious children: just leave me be.

Addendum: If you believe there is the tiniest shred of a chance this post is referring to you and your children–it is!

uranium

If you need someone to watch your uranium or your children–I’ll take the uranium.

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