We’re sending tanks into the Afghan war against the Taliban. To which we’re guessing the insurgents would say, “Tanks, but no tanks.”
The recent actions of the Federal Reserve Board are being defended by someone on the Federal Reserve Board. In other news, your mom thinks you’re cool.
They use a lottery system to decide which of the new members of Congress will get the good offices, and which will wind up in dinky top-floor offices with lousy views. As survivors of the great “Who gets the bad cubicle with the smelly chair and the view of the mens’ room door” wars, we can identify.
In a rare public appearance, observers noted that Dick Cheney has lost a lot of weight. But even considering our recent drubbing in People’s Sexiest issue, we feel that up to a third of us are sexier than Dick Cheney. So there.
A house made out of beer cans could be the answer to keeping holiday guests entertained, because nothing is more entertaining that licking siding.
A man released by pirates after nine days is going to be OK once he gets that stupid song about rum out of his head.
Restaurants are claiming copyright protection over their slogans that encourage customers to ogle attractive waitresses. Copyright law specialists are lining up for this one. Because usually it’s pretty much the most boring law possible, down there with property rights and preforming chimp contracts.
What do dogs think about? Food, food, other dogs, Nietzsche was a hack, food…
Some censors are asking if a new Beyonce ad is too hot for TV. The answer, btw, is yes. Beyonce is too hot. In fact, Beyonce is too hot for (insert any word here). See? It works.
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