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RUKE Blood, Sweat, and Raccoons
By Rob Ayotte11 months ago in Humor
AI an absurd awakening
Routine event of the day: I sit 🪑 down to write ✍️ … What emerges: the following. It seems like an adventurous roller coaster 🎢 ride.
By Madhu Goteti 11 months ago in Humor
Cinema
It has been a hard week for Tom Deely. A tall, but otherwise unimpressive man awakens on an impossibly small couch. Tom stretches his long limbs over either end of this couch, accidentally fiercly kicking his girlfriends cat off the adjacent coffee table, letting out a screech as it thuds unexpectedly to the wooden floor. A sharp inhale of terror as his long limbs retract. Tom goes to sit up, to apologize to Snickers the cat, instead of reaching to pet Snickers his hand jerks instictually to his neck. Stiff as a board, his neck was cranked having slept contorted on his girlfriends tiny sofa. As one of Tom's feet hits the floor, the other is rudely interrupted. A soft and squishy lump of cat shit now stuck between his toes
By Falcon 11 months ago in Humor
DR. STEIN RULES GOLF
DR. STEIN RULES GOLF CONCEPT The whole idea behind Dr. Stein Rules Golf is to make the game more fun, especially for beginners, occasional players and those players who do not possess the skill to play the game at a serious level where they are trying to shoot a low score and lower their handicap. Again, it is all about making that “walk in the park” and spending quality time with your friends more fun without any frustration and embarrassment from your lack of athletic ability and lack of skill at a very difficult game that very few people play well. It focuses more on the social aspect of the game more than the competitive athletic aspect. It’s about having a good time where you laugh at the bad shots and cheer for the good shots. It’s for those golfers who feel that they had a great day at the golf course with their golf buddies when there are more good jokes than good shots, which most likely be the case if you choose to be playing Dr. Stein Rules Golf.
By Joel Kravitz The Limerick Guy11 months ago in Humor
Pileated
I was stuck in traffic, and I was going to be late again. I berated myself for not leaving earlier. Staring ahead, I could only see miles of vehicles. Changing the radio to AM 2375 to listen to the traffic report, I began impatiently thrumming my fingers on the steering wheel.
By Mother Combs11 months ago in Humor
🧠 The Day Everyone Could Hear Each Other’s Thoughts. AI-Generated.
📌 What If Thoughts Were No Longer Private? Imagine waking up and being able to hear everyone’s inner voice. Not their spoken words, but their real, uncensored, unfiltered thoughts.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Humor
What Was It This Time?
I was watching an old episode of Gilligan's Island. Ok, I know, they're all old now. Anyway, it's the one where they all get superhuman powers. Because of the radioactive vegetables. You know, just regular Gilligan's Island stuff. When suddenly! (of course 'when suddenly', that's just how these things work). When suddenly Gilligan turns and looks right at me through the screen and says, "Scotty, come here we need your help," all urgent like. And then I'm just there. On the island, standing next to Gilligan. And all the other characters are there too. But they're not in the radioactive vegetables episode anymore. Instead, some weird talking seaweed has been washing up on shore, and the professor has called a meeting to figure out what to do about it. He introduces me as Han Zon, well known marine biologist and expert in talking seaweed. Apparently I have just swum to the island from a shipwreck. I have been guided by dolphins because, as luck would have it, I have studied their language and we get along swimmingly, so to speak. As the professor blahs on about my marvelous qualifications to help deal with the talking seaweed, I stare nervously at Ginger. I've undressed her in my mind many times as a thirteen year old pervert, but now in the presence of the real Ginger I feel like an awkward fool, in other words just my normal self. The Professor finishes up and turns to me. "So Mr. Zon what can you tell us?" I realize I'll just have to make it up as I go. "Well," I start, "Talking Seaweed, scientifically known as Seaweedicus Hablababla, speaks only in code. Unfortunately, nobody has ever been able to crack their code."
By Dan West11 months ago in Humor
Johnny the Unlucky
Johnny wakes. There's a kink in his neck. It hurts like a bitch. He winces, stretching doesn't help. But he has to move his ass.
By Sam Spinelli11 months ago in Humor
10 Hypocritical Lies Society Tells You (But Never Follows Itself)
Ever notice how society loves to spew advice it never really follows? Though we are advised all the time to "be patient," "forgive and forget," or "just be yourself," the instant we do, we get punished. The truth is, life doesn't operate on feel-good clichés; it runs on hypocrisy. So, let's dissect these 10 common contradictions that people love to shove down our throats while doing the exact opposite.
By R.T. Garner11 months ago in Humor
For a Cup of Joe
At 6:30 am, Irving slid his feet into his slippers and cinched his sunflower yellow dressing robe at his waist. He shuffled towards the kitchen, straight for the coffee pot. Life was always better after a cup or two.
By Killian11 months ago in Humor
🎭 The Day Everyone Told the Truth. AI-Generated.
📌 What If No One Could Lie? We all tell little lies every day. • “I love your new haircut!” (Even if it’s awful.) • “No, I wasn’t ignoring your message, I just didn’t see it.” (You definitely saw it.)
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran11 months ago in Humor
Tweethearts
A small flock of starlings had gathered on the hydro lines around a lamp post. It was a pleasant evening in early spring and most of them were preoccupied with romance. Benny, the biggest and oldest of the bunch had been regaling them with an in depth recounting of his love life. Among those listening were partners Frank and Ella, the two who had just flown in from parts south; and Harry and Denise who had been living in the general neighborhood for two years. They liked it there and had decided to put down stakes and call it a life.
By Marie McGrath11 months ago in Humor