I Am an Employee Helping You with Self-Checkout and Aren’t You Full of Yourself
Well, well, well, take a look at who has an unexpected item in their bagging area.
Tag: Satire
Hey, It’s Me, Earth. We Need to Talk.
I just feel that the spark is gone. I’m not talking about the sparks that cause raging wildfires and destroy my forests.
I’m an NPC in a Role-Playing Video Game and Could You Get Out of My House
What wizard? No, I haven’t seen the wizard. Do I look like I’m the sort of bloke who hob-nobs with wizards?
I’m a Crash Test Dummy and I Hate My Job
Even when I call shotgun, I’m still belted into the driver’s seat because that’s how badly we’re micro-managed.
The Mini-Country of San Asino Wants Some Skin in the Space Race to Mars
Skip the endless interplanetary travels and instead, parachute your rovers from Earth orbit into the welcoming atmosphere of San Asino’s city park.
4 Times My Plans for a Delicious Roast Were Ruined Because Mario’s Oiled and Nude Body Slipped From My Grasp
I would love nothing more than to coat him in a honey glaze and roast him over a fire until his internal temperature is 145 degrees.
Re: Help Me Obi Wan,…
Due to many frightful circumstances relating to galactic space evil, I must speak over discretely email.
What People Walking Behind Me Think, Probably
"His sneakers are kind of beat up, but that just shows he's a man of values, of integrity. Everyone respects him for this."
I Was Birding Before It Was Cool
Just wanted to send a solid “wassup” to our 4,000 new members who joined during the pandemic. Our group is now 4,014 birders strong.
I Shaved My Head and Now I’m Stanley Tucci
I guess I just need some time to wrap my perfectly symmetrical head around this bizarre predicament.
I Am Your House, and Renovating Me Again Won’t Fix You
Home Depot can sell you a mirror, but they can't make you see yourself. I've had plenty of time to think while you were crying over "Property Brothers."
GoFundMe Profile: Help Me Live My Life Before I’m Forced to Get a Job by Mom
That’s me wearing the torn NASA t-shirt on my favorite couch. I uploaded this photo to show I’m a typical 39-year-old living in his Mom’s garage.