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Urban Legends

  1. The earthquake ravaged city of Katmandu in Nepal, has closed down. It will now be renamed Katmandone. It was a noble attempt, but Katmandu is now past tense. In other words, Katmandu is Katmandid, and is now Katmandone.
  2. In happier urban news Timbuktu has expanded. It’s now Timbukthree.
  3. No changes to Bumf*ck, Idaho, although they did get a new Payday Loan Center where you can get up to 75% on a clean motorcycle title loan. You may also pawn an organ if you currently possess more than one of them.
  4. Walla Walla, Washington has two walls in its name and I’m told Mexico paid for both of them.
  5. In recognition of its new power supply Washington, DC will now be called Washington, AC. The bisexual area of Washington is still called Washington AC/DC. 
  6. After almost 200 years of recovery Wounded Knee, South Dakota will now be called Healed Knee, South Dakota. Wow, talk about a pre-existing condition.
  7. And finally, did you hear about the gay Australian? I hear he went back to Sydney.
  8. Well what about the lesbian North Carolinian? She went back to Charlotte.
  9. And Jojo? He went back to where he once belonged.

New and Innovative Academy Award Categories Added for 2024

In an effort to modernize and remain relevant to an emerging moviegoing demographic, the Motion Picture Academy of Arts & Sciences added some new and innovative categories this year. In case you missed them I’ve listed them below.

And the Oscar Goes To:

  1. Best Undergarment in a Supporting Role – Tie. Dolly Parton’s brassiere and Dwayne Johnson’s jockstrap
  2. Best Animated Short Subject – Danny DeVito
  3. Most Unforgivable Sin – Aging
  4. Best Original Score – That night Frank Sinatra nailed Marilyn Monroe in the back of his Cadillac
  5. Best Movie Trailer – The Airstream 5000 (I know, wrong kind of trailer, but so what)

    He looks so…I don’t know what the word is…Statuesque.

  6. Number of Movies in Which Tommy Lee Jones Appears Youthful – None
  7. Movies We Wish Were Silent Police Academy 4 and Fran Drescher Meets Gilbert Gottfried
  8. Best Adapted Dessert from an Original Cookie – Oreos-n-Cream
  9. Movies in Which There Are Gay People pre-1970 – None of them. None at all, except for Rock Hudson movies (although we didn’t know it at the time)
  10. Best Adapted Screenplay Drawn from an Original Book, Painting or Poem Pertaining to a Cosmically Big Concept Existing Outside of Time that Bespeaks Something About Love or Creation or Some Type of Transcendent Experience That Could Never Really Happen on Earth, But is Made Into Some Indecipherable Movie Anyway that Bombs, but Later Develops a “Cult” Following – Sorry, I forgot what I was saying. Where were we now?
  11. Actor with the Longest Fanny Crack – In a surprise: Peter Dinklage
  12. Actress with the Deepest Fanny Crack – Rosamund Pike (based solely on scuttlebutt)
  13. Worst Adaptation of the Name Susan – In The Godfather. When Vito Corleone’s henchman Luca Brasi tells the Godfather, “I am honored to be invited to your daughter’s wedding. Thank you Don “Susan” Corleone.
  14. Worst Play on Words When Louis B Mayer won an Oscar – Making Him an Oscar-Mayer Weiner
  15. Best Director – That Amazon guy who directs all those packages to their destination so rapidly and accurately. Whoa – can that guy direct or what! Although I hear what he really wants to do, is act.
  16. Best Casting – When Dr. William Bailey reset and splinted Tom Cruise’s broken ulna on the set of Mission Impossible

 

Renamed Categories

  1. Best Actor Award has been renamed: Best Acting by Someone with a Penis
  2. Best Actress Award has been renamed: Best Acting by Someone with a Vagina
  3. Best Foreign Film has been renamed: An OK Immigrant Movie Possibly Filmed by Undocumented Cinematographers
  4. Best Costume Design has been renamed: Cool Ass Period Clothing by Either a Straight Woman or a Gay Guy

 

Notes: Eligibility for the In Memoriam section has been lowered to include people that are very sick.  

Do you know where you are Mr. Hardiman? Are you feeling safe?

YES! Yes I’m fine. And why is everybody asking me that lately? Just because I write things like:

 

Let Me Be Frank

In the future, when hot dogs can talk, I foresee a very grateful hot dog saying to both his ancestors and his descendants:

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“Thank you. Thank you all. Because without you, I’m just a missing link.”

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I mean that’s sort of punny, write? And I say this with absolute relish, “My condiments to the author.”

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Palm Olive?

Not Over It!

Not Now. Not Ever.

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That Manicurist Madge would allow her client to soak her fingers in Palmolive Dishwashing Liquid, w/o first getting permission, is a professional malpractice and an affront to manicurists everywhere. When a manicurist “takes the smock,” her nail station shall become an altar of glorious grooming and not a den of desiccating detergent. 

And then Madge so callously remarks while working on the poor lady’s other hand, “You know you’re soaking in it?”

The aghast woman erupts, “Dishwashing liquid!”

Madge: “Relax, it’s Palmolive.”

Relax my ass. I want Madge’s license pulled.

This was not the hand job the client paid for. There’s nothing worse than a shoddy hand job. I should know.

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What’s next? Letting little fish eat the debris off your feet?

Readers to Me: Actually they do, do that with the fish Dave.

Dave: Really. Well then, what’s next? A sponge cake filled with cream?

Readers: They’re called Twinkies Dave.

Dave: Alright. It’s hard to maintain my outrage when I keep misfiring on my examples. How about this – what’s next a TV show about a likable guy who sells crystal meth? I don’t know. I’m off the rails here. This whole thing is breaking bad.

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The Restaurants of Dr. Moreau

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1. Veterinarians at the French Laundry have genetically modified a Turkey so it now comes Pre-Stuffed with stuffing. They somehow managed to cross a Tom Turkey with a large and shapely crouton, thereby producing the pre-stuffed bird. Diners are just gobbling it up.

Tom Turkey remarked, “Let me tell you something, croutons can eat crackers in my coop anytime.”

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2. These same veterinarians have met with less success in producing an all-in-one turducken. Seems they can’t get a turkey, a duck and a chicken to participate in a ménage à trois. After the 3 had gone out to dinner, the waiter asked  who would take the check and the gracious duck said, “Oh, just put it on my bill.”

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But then the duck got his feathers ruffled when he thought he heard the chicken make a dirty quack about him, when he heard, “You have an ugly waddle.” When what the chicken really said was meant for the turkey: “You have an ugly wattle.”

“Well cluck you,” said the duck to the chicken. 

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French Laundry Veterinarian and sous chef Dr. Moreau remarked, “There’s only so much I can do with a turkey baster and duck sperm. In order for this to happen the birds have got to flock together. The problem is they’re all a bunch of bird brains.”

The New 14 Commandments

(As It Pertains to Peoples’ Names)

Be it known to all homo sapiens, that I (your eternal pal, the Almighty) am not a fan of these designer, boutique names that so many of my errant flock have wantonly applied to themselves. These hip-hop and vacuous monikers conjure up unjustified notions of characters ranging from gilded royalty to gritty street urchins. It is therefore incumbent upon me to apply some long overdue divine intervention in the realm of names.

 

Commencing immediately I shall expunge all names with hyphens, numbers or overly long names with too many consonants that even I lose interest in pronouncing halfway through. I fully support plain, understandable American names – the way I meant them to be. Stout, coherent names like Calvin Coolidge, Courtney Cox or Neil Armstrong. Bear in mind, P Diddy or Lizzo or Dua Lipa are not names. They’re brand names. Alanis Morrisette is as exotic as a name needs to be.

 

It is my edict that all single names are abolished. Except for Cher. I’m grandfathering her in. Only she and my son Jesus get to keep their one-word names. Names like Marlon Brando, Harry Belafonte or Sophia Loren are wonderful names and lightly evince a cachet of both sophistication and class – listening P Diddy or 50 Cent. Put another way: Alanis Morrisette – Good, Vanilla Ice – Bad. Listen my children, you’re already special. You don’t need to wrap yourself in a craven moniker to make you feel even more so.

 

So, as a service to my flock I’m providing guidelines for proper name-age. I bring forth these tablets from Mt. Sinai containing The New 14 Commandments as it pertains to names:

  1. Yeah, what he said.

    Henceforth all middle names shall be smack in the middle of the name, where they belong. They shall have a one-word first name on the left side, and a one-word surname on the right side. And because I’m such a compassionate Deity, exceptions to this rule are allowed in the South for Billy Bob’s, Billy Jo’s and Mary Kay’s.

 

  1. All believers shall be permitted a one-word last name. No hyphens. No two parts. If one is to marry another, one can either take the spouse’s name or keep their own, period. Let us never forget what happened when Caroline Cumberbatch married Reginald Humperdinck and became Caroline Cumberbatch-Humperdinck. That’s a mouthful the Church simply cannot countenance. It’s inherently disordered.

Hyphenated last names left untreated can lead to even graver consequences, as when Sheila Campanella-Firestone married Kenneth Binswanger-Kravitz, and kept her name while adopting his. Suddenly we were introducing, Sheila Campanella-Firestone Binswanger-Kravitz to her wedding planner, Kirsten Moultrie-Goddard Bulwer-Cavendish. This is unsustainable and must end now. Non-simplifiers shall be smote on the thumbs with a branding iron of not less than 350°.

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  1. And as a friendly reminder, ye shall not take the Lord’s name in vain, nor shall ye take any drugs in vein

 

  1. Nicknames are fine (“Buzz” Aldrin for example), but thou shalt not be generally known by a one-word name like Lizzo, Ye or Pink. As mentioned, Cher will be grandmothered in and allowed to keep Cher (Sarkisian). And of course, baby Jesus’ name is untouchable; and if he approves it (after consulting with his mother), Madonna may keep her single name.

 

And one more thing about this “Ye” guy who arrogates to himself powers of arbitration on all that’s fashionable; he is not Ye. Talk about your false idols, Ye is a fraud. I am Ye. John Lennon said it best about Ye when he sang: ♫I am Ye, as you are Ye, and you are Me, and we are altogether. Goo Goo G’joob. ♫

 

 

  1. Under no circumstances may one covet thy neighbors’ name. Nor shall ye lay with another man’s name unless it be Sealy, Serta or Posturepedic.

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A Poker Tournament in an Alternative Universe

After the dealer deals the last card he calls for everyone’s hand:

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Q. How’s your new girlfriend and what are you going to do tonight?    A. She’s a wonderful woman and I’d really like to poker tonight.

Dealer:       OK players. Let’s get right to matters at hand and see what everybody has? How about you Player 1?

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Player 1:    Well, I’ve got 2 doxes.

Dealer:       OK. Player 1 has a paradoxes. Hmmm, that is puzzling? What’s Player 2 got?

Player 2:    I’ve got 5 Ellen DeGeneres’s…all wearing the same suit.

Dealer:       OK. Player 2 has a Straight Gay Flush. Player 3 what’s your hand?

Player 3:    It’s that thing at the end of my arm.

Dealer:       Thank you very much. And what’s your poker hand?

Player 3:    Read’em and weep. I’ve got  a wife, 3 kids, 2 dogs and a mortgage.

Dealer:       Alright. I think it’s obvious. Player 3 has a Full House. Player 4, can you top that?

Player 4:    I’m not sure. It looks like my King, Queen and Jack have all gone to the bathroom in the same toilet and just left it there.

Dealer:       Good God man! Don’t you know what you have? That’s a Royal Flush. You win.

 

More Things I’m Ashamed to Admit

  1. I’ve spent time looking for my glasses…while I’ve been wearing them
  2. After I blow my nose I always look into the Kleenex to make sure I haven’t blown my brains out
  3. I’ve wondered where my iPhone was…while It’s been in my hand
  4. I don’t know how to number lists anymore

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  1. Rodin’s “The Shamer”

    I don’t like nonsensical designer names, or names w/hyphens or one-word names or overly long names. I like plain, understandable American names, the way God meant them to be. Like Calvin Coolidge or Courtney Cox. That’s as exotic as a name needs to be. Except for Cher. I’m grandfathering her in. She and Jesus get to keep their one-word names.

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  1. In elementary school, if I was really hungry mid-morning, I occasionally pinched a sandwich from the brown baggers who’d stored their lunches safely in the cloak room. Usually Phillip Picciotti’s. His mom Alice made such a nice sandwich. Thanks Phil.

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  1. Believe me, my head is screwed on straight. It’s my body that’s crooked.
  2. My world would be nothing, without the Undo button. Thank you Microsoft.
  3. I wish I had something more enlightening to say about life. But I don’t right now. And I’m ashamed to admit it.