Friday, March 26, 2010

Last Passenger Pidgeon Found; Ate


As of now the world has been relieved of the burden of the truly fowl winged Passenger Pidgeon. The amassed millions of these bird are believed to have stripped tree stands for millenia until modern means of eradication took effect. Now the birds that defined the midwest will no longer burden mankind with their food stock. Here a young man gazes upon the last specimen.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Miller Bros. Brainstorm For Logo Design


The Miller brothers are working deligently trying to come up with a logo for their famous bathtub brew. Stymied by the proposition of going nation wide the rush is on. "What or we gonna do, I dunno, I gotta, hey slide over I gotta, hey hold on there, what the, I gotta go, whoops, I think I just." "I got nuthin.... Nuuuthin!"

Victorian Secret Catalogue Debuts


The fashionable Victorian Secret womens line of clothing is announcing it's winter line in a new fashion. Ladys apparel will now be featured in a new hard bound catalogue featuring models pictures in the latest fashion coterie. Orders are being taken via postage coach and telegraph wirings from across the land. But what of the men folk that may come across such a magazine wonders suffragget syrens.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

New Olympic Event Technically Not a Sport


Event coordinators and press officials gather at the shore side for a chance to see millionaire Rexabald Humbdinger poll his way to victory in this first ever event extrodinaire. "Bulping" or "coddle dipping," as it's more commonly referred to in it's native Hamptons, has swept the hearts of the nation. As these lovable blue bloods practice in earnest to secure their bid for the next sport introduced into the upcoming olympics, officials have thus far refused to comment on this event which they have labeled an official "event" until it can be determined that stealing human children from northeastern slave labor camps and dragging them down steep slopes behind horses then "hauling" them under water for nearly a quarter mile before throwing them off a steep embankment is all together legal. No doubt there is a degree of athleticism envolved, but judging something that is so reliant on the "Bulper" or "coddle" would be difficult. It would be as if they were actually participating.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

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Saturday, February 6, 2010

Prince of Princes: BukPung Leads Nation


As we were being unloaded from the hull I was suprised by the ornate design of the knife piercing our burlap studio sack. With lightning speed the blade sliced open the wall and BukPung and myself were spilled onto the plush lavender silk piled carpet featuring the ensignia of the small nations royal family. Unfortunatley, so did the fifty eight pounds of urine, fecal matter, and spent cigarette residue, along with the stiffning corpses of our eight traveling concubines. They had served us well on the journey but now only added to the awkwardness of our situation as our appointed royal envoy explained to BukPung that he had been stolen at birth and bannished from his home land until the recent political revolution had created a demand for the return to their cultural heritage.

A huge plan had been concieved to bring him home but the eastern block nations had gotten wind of the plan and had demanded huge ransoms the country could not afford. Instead the nations honor guard had been dispatched to retrieve the young prince.

Confused, the young prince and myself freed from our shackles ducked out of the crowd and across the street to one of the wharf wattering holes to process all the information we had just been inundated with.

Junior High Graduation Party Utter Disappointment


Little Sally Crunkel had high asperations for her May 8th grade graduation. Those plans were destroyed along with her hopes of young romance. "Shattered into a thousand sharp edge shards of public disgrace and humiliation by that rabid, sharp tongued, pig of a boy, Bobby Clark."

Not five minutes after the last guest arrived Sally was crushed to see Mr. Clark leading Penny Wilkensteen to the basement corner that had been cleared except for the table and record machine.

"What's the point in going on? Just take my Barbies." Mrs. Crunkel was quoted as saying. "Somebody get me a virginia slim out of my mom's purse.