Archive for the ‘Ditties’ Category
Asinine and Borderline Competitive Sports: As Seen on ESPN 16
The advent of Competitive Eating, where cuckoo contestants see how many hot dogs, pies or pancakes they can cram into their gizzards, has ushered in a new era of other dubious sporting events; usually sponsored by greedily aligned corporations and gaudily presented by ESPN 16 – a channel reserved for just such idiocy. I’ve taken the liberty of curating them for you and offer the following list of these supposed sports:
- Competitive Eating (aka Speed Eating) – Chowboy Joey Chestnut won his 16th hot dog eating championship despite suffering from pink eye. It had no effect on his performance, promoters just wanted to add drama to Mr. Chestnut’s insane scarfing of 76 hot dogs and buns in 10 minutes (true). In this one contest, nutritionist believe he consumed the equivalent of a 4-lifetime supply of animal lips. Sponsored by Nathan’s Hot Dogs.
- Naked and Catheterized – Naked contestants must conquer Mt. Kilimanjaro while holding their urine bag. First to the top is treated to all the hot dogs they can eat…in 10 minutes. If you like this sport, urine luck. I meant to say, if you like this sport, you’re in luck.
- Rolling in Attic Insulation – Sure it itches, but contestants can make 10 American dollars a day by sleeping in Johns-Manville’s prickly, pink insulation – if they can make it to 10 days. This sport may contribute to Pink Eye, as well as pink every place else.
- Paula Deen’s Fried Cakes Murder Mystery “A Who-Donut!” – Contestants have to find who’s been killing all the donuts on her plantation. Whoever unmasks the evil dough-nutter is released from involuntary servitude. Sponsored by Hostess Indentured Services.
- Solitaire Lollapalooza – All solitaire games are played by yourself in isolated and remote Zoom meetings. Most avatars are Eleanor Rigby, Henry David Thoreau or a Black Dog. The winner is shunned worse than an Amish heretic. Sponsored by Zoloft.
- How Bald Can My Tires Get? – Car owners see if they can drive on just the steel belts. Sponsored by Rogaine.
- Sentenced to the Crawl Space – Disturbed contestants see how long they can go over to the dark side in a creepy subterranean crypt of silverfish, spiders and scorpions. Sponsored by no one. Larry David says it’s, “Not a thing. And will never be a thing.”
- How Long Can I Go Until I Flush My Toilet – Shouldn’t be “a thing” but it is. Homeowners risk the dreaded overflow, in a race to unseat their neighbors. Sponsored by Hoover Wet/Dry Vacuums.
- I Can Eat Just Oatmeal for 2 Weeks – Open only to those who, on the advice of their physician, are complete idiots. It’s a rough sport. In fact, it’s the roughage of sports. Not recommended for people competing in How Long Can I Go Until I Flush My Toilet. Sponsored by Quaker Groats.
- Eating Food 2 Months After Its Expiration Date – Lots of Risk with absolutely no Reward. Sponsored by the movie Jack-Ass 8.
- How Much Salt Water Can I Drink Before My Kidneys Fail – Good to know in case you’re ever shipwrecked. Sponsored by Dialysis Solutions.
- Let’s Become Siamese Twins – “Volunteers” gather at a safe, public space then are herded into vans and taken to a secondary location where they submit to being conjoined with people who lost on Paula Deen’s Fried Cake Murder Mysteries “A Who-Donut!” Sponsored by the movie Twins II.
The Interstices of Solstices
Notes on June 21st:
I just don’t get it. How can this be the longest day of the year? Don’t they all have 24 hours in them. Is there some leap hour I don’t know about?
I understand the shortest day of the year is only 4’8″. That I get. And I know when workers want shorter hours you start by shortening their lunch hour to 30 minutes. For me the longest day of the year has always been when the in-laws visit.
Solstice, equinox, either way I feel I should be wearing a robe and milling about Stonehenge with the rest of the Druids. Or maybe listening to the song “Aquarius.” Those pagans – God lov’em.
Mail You Never, Ever Have to Open
If a letter makes it to your mailbox with any of the following phrases, acronyms or hieroglyphs on it, you may send this JUNK straight to recycle:
- ECRLOT – ECRLOT stands for Enhanced Carrier Route Line Of Travel. This is an internal code used by the USPS and designates a discounted postal rate for junk mailers. Although if you’re interested in “commemorative” orangutan plates from the Kingdom of Siam, maybe this letter is for you.
- Electronic Service Requested – Junk mailer wants this vital mail forwarded to the correct person. Screw them and the air mail they flew in on.
- Time Sensitive Material Enclosed – Junk mailer is attempting to promote a sense of urgency in marketing Urology Today’s new streaming service
- Hand Deliver Only – All mail is hand delivered (unless it’s email). It’s part of the job. Don’t bother with this method, unless you’d prefer a hand job.
- Whoever knowingly and willfully obstructs or retards the passage of the mail shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than six months, or both. (June 25, 1948, ch. 645, 62 Stat.) – This is supposed to legitimize and imbue the mailer with the imprimatur of authority by quoting a 75-year-old statute. Toss it.
- You Poor, Dumb Sap. You Need to Buy this Crap We’re Selling – Points for honesty, but chances are you don’t need the elbow deodorant they’re peddling.
- Doctors Without Bladders Fundraising Drive – Borders yes, bladders no.
- From the Desk of Kanye West – Ye are not amused. Can it.
- These Bible Foods Will Double Your Lifespan – Double your waistline maybe. Cast this mailer out into the darkness.
- Resident, Occupant or Felon – Wouldn’t bother opening it. Of course if you are a felon, it might be of interest. Just sayin’.
Dave Responds to Your Questions
- What do you call fake Vietnamese soup? – Faux Pho
- What do you call fake witchcraft? – Bogus Hocus-Pocus
- Which craft is the source of sorcery? – Witchcraft
- What do you call fake cold cuts? – Phony Bologna
- What do you call silly chatter on a cell call? – Phone-y Baloney
- What do you call the distance from the sun to the earth? – 1 Astronomical Unit (Not all of these are supposed to be funny folks)
- When does a thing become a thing? – When Larry David says so
- If Larry David was dyslexic, would he be David Larry? – Bropably
- What would happen if everyone was named Otto? – Otto know.
- Is it extra difficult for claustrophobic gay people to be closeted? – Otto know.
And finally, this Pee Wee Herman quote sums it all up:
“There’s a lotta things about me you don’t know anything about, Dottie. Things you wouldn’t understand. Things you couldn’t understand.”
Random Things That are a Kinda Funny and Mildly Provocative
Conversations You Don’t Hear Anymore:
- Sea Captain: These dodo birds are delicious.
First Mate: Yeah, and there’s so many of them we’ll never run out.
- The Skipper: Hey little Buddy, maybe you should spend more time in my hammock.
Gilligan: No and Hell No. I hope I’m never shipwrecked on a deserted island with you. Oh wait…damn it.
- Are you still on the phone?
No, you can use it now.
- Boy, my iron lung really gets in the way when we go camping.
- And when you meet Mr. Shakespeare, please, don’t call him Billy
- No one is going to want to pay extra for airbags.
- (Translated from Italian) Leonardo, there is no such thing as a heavier-than-air machine. That idea just won’t fly.
- There’ll be a Big Bang and galaxies will form and life will arise from a Primordial Soup and it’ll be so cool.
OK, but what would be the purpose of it all?
- (Translated from Ectoplasm language) An amoeba feeling horny and coming on to itself: I’m up for a little mitosis. Are you? Let’s have a little fun and split.
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Addendumb
Conjugating the Verb “Amtrak” and “Amish”
Standard English
I Amtrak I Amish
He/she Istrak He/She Isish
They Aretrak They Areish
Least Popular Sleep-Inducing White Noise Sounds
- The sound of a hummingbird that can’t quite find the tune
- Gentle rain falling on a corpse (Once they tell you that, you can’t get it out of your head)
- William Shatner singing the Beatles “Why………Don’t-We-Do-It-in-the-Road”
- A recorded loop of “Please listen carefully as some of our menu items have changed.”
- Another recorded loop of “No, YOU listen carefully. Nobody in their right mind had any of your stupid menu items memorized in the first place.”
- The sound of watermelons dropped from the Leaning Tower of Pisa
- A recording of the men’s bathroom stalls at Taco Bell after a biker rally
- Repeated sound of a cat scrambling to escape a bathtub with only 2 inches of water in it
- A symphony of leaf blowers playing “YMCA”
Maybe this list should be retitled: Annoying Sounds Keeping Me Up at Night
Oliver Straight: A Story with a Twist
In 1850, in the far-off land of North Hampshirepool, at their country estate of Wuthering Gulch, Lord Reginald Bettencourt and Lady Bettencourt, discover a street urchin sleeping beneath a bird bath in their rose garden. The young waif was dressed only in sack cloth and a dirty little cap. After expressing surprise that he’d made it across the moat, they wondered what they should do with the little guy:
Lord Reginald Bettencourt: Tsk, tsk. I say we deposit the wastrel at one of those no-kill shelters for children.
Lady Bettencourt: They’re called orphanages Reggie and we’ll have none of that. I think ‘tis best we raise him to be a service tyke, and then perhaps, in time he may become a service lad until we can develop him into a full-fledged indentured servant.
Lord Reginald: Indentured you say? I don’t know, his teeth look fine to me.
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Lady Bettencourt has the servants feed and wash the child. She later asks the cook Prunella, how the lad enjoyed his gruel.
Prunella: He said he wanted more.
LB: More gruel?
Prunella: Yes. He said, “Please ma’am, I want some more” and held up his bowl.
LB: Prunella, bring this impudent boy to me.
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The freshly dressed boy is led into a cavernous room with absurdly high ceilings, way too many paintings and a roaring fireplace that raises the temperature from a chilly 52° to a balmy 54° (possibly in Kelvin degrees and not in Fahrenheit degrees) He sits attentively before Lady Bettencourt as she commences to examine the boy:
LB: What is your name son?
Urchin: (In a thick Cockney accent) Moy name ees Oliva Straight.
LB: Oliver Straight?
OS: Aye, that’s right ma’am.
LB: And why were you sleeping under our bird bath?
OS: Because yer stone bench was too hard.
LB: Prunella said you asked for more gruel. Did you like it?
OS: Not really. It was very grueling, but I was very hungry.
LB: Do you have any family or do you just live on the streets.
OS: I live by me wits ma’am. Me family’s all gone from the cholera.
LB: How did you avoid the alligators in the moat?
OS: Me’s bean taught ta be a very awtful dodja (artful dodger).
LB: How would you like to live with us for a while?
OS: I dunno. Dee-pends on ‘ow much rent ya gonna charge me.
LB: My, my. You are a little dickens.
OS: No, I ain’t ma’am. I’m just written that way.
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And after that brief interview, it came to pass that Oliver Straight became a contributing member of Wuthering Gulch. Lady Bettencourt estate-schooled him and soon he was speaking the King’s English. And when the King died, he began speaking the Queen’s English.
As the years passed, Lady Bettencourt took great interest in tutoring the lad and noticed his penchant for habituating the horse stables, where the men tended to the horses. She queried him about this.
LB: Oliver, do you find yourself drawn to those burly men in the stables?
OS: Why yes, mum. Tis true. My interest in those strapping wranglers knows no bounds.
LB: I see. Would I be correct then in thinking that Oliver Straight is gay?
OS: I wouldn’t deny it mum.
LB: Well, that’s quite a twist Oliver. Hmmm. Oliver twist. That gives me an idea. (She calls to Lord Bettencourt) Reggie aren’t we seeing that Charles Dickens next week?
Lord Reginald: Why yes, we are my dearest one. He and his wife Catherine are here for dinner in a fortnight.
LB: Heavens to Betsy, have I got a story for him.
Little Known and Infrequently Celebrated Holidays
- Great Great Great Grandmothers’ Day – Not nearly as popular as Great Great Grandmothers’ Day
- Amnesia Awareness Day – The day when you bring your amnesiac a bouquet of Forget-me-nots.
- Indigenous Twinkies Day – Celebrates Native Twinkies that once inhabited grocery store shelves before waves of predatory Twinkies invaded our stores. This day is a time to reflect on the harsh methods employed by the Invasive Twinkies in oppressing the Indigenous Twinkies. It’s all part of the cross-disciplinary field known as Critical Twinkie Theory.
- Doris Day Day – Sometimes combined with Susan Dey Day and Sandra Day O’Connor Day.
- Baby Toe Appreciation Day – Why not give the l’il fellow a day of recognition to go wee wee wee all the way home?
- Siamese Twins Separation Day – Traditionally celebrated with a banana split
- Nostril Appreciation Day – Without these twin orifices we’d just be a bunch of mouth breathers.
- Amtrak Appreciation Day – Who doesn’t appreciate train travel…everyone
- Unrefrigerated Mayonnaise Day – A celebration of the brown-tipped edges of room temperature mayo. Usually sitting out on the counter next to the warm and very spreadable butter.
- Root Canal Appreciation Day – AKA Masochist Celebration Day
- Tony Danza Appreciation Day – I’d rather have Tony Danza and not need him, than not have Tony Danza and need him.
And Finally…
Orgasm Appreciation Day – Isn’t it ironic that this Day only comes once a year?
Things I Wish I’d Thought Of
Oh, wait, I did think of these. I guess I wasn’t careful what I wished for.
- Who makes a tornado chaser look smart?
A volcano chaser.
- What goes well with a shot of lava?
A volcano chaser.
- The Toast Restaurant Admits: “Bread and butter is our bread and butter.”
- Pet Sleepwear Outlet Admits: “Our cat’s pajamas are the cat’s pajamas.”
- Magnet Magnate Admits: “People are drawn to me.”
- Cartoon Character Admits: “People are drawn to me.”
- Crab Meat Admits: “Butter is drawn to me.”
- Guy claiming to have a Horse Drawn Carriage Admits: “The carriage was really drawn by my daughter and not our horse.
- Ticket Taker Admits: A fan into the stadium.
- Woke Person Admits: “I may be woke, but I’m very groggy.”
- Pièce de résistance Admits: “I’m just a piece of resistance.”
- I’m always unnerved when someone yells at me, “Enjoy your stupid life.”
How did they know?
Addendumb
- My college roommate is the mature one. Unlike me, he eats his bread with the crust on and is able to sleep with the lights off.
- News from the Highway: Prestressed Concrete Suffers from Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome. Plenty of blame to go around. Mostly it’s your asphalt.
- Since when did “I know it like the back of my hand” become a standard for certainty. I couldn’t identify the back of my hand if it was a the lineup with other hands. Facial recognition, yes. Back of the hand recognition, not yet.
- I just realized: I’m left-nostrilled. And I thought I was ambi-nostrilled for the longest time.




