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This was a given I guess

You are 0% hippie.

Ok, you conservative soul. Do you even believe in global warming? Loosen that necktie a little, and try some organic food. It actually does taste better. And go to a farmer’s market–they’re fun.

Are you a hippie?
Take More Quizzes

Again, you can blame Breda

Now, I am off to class at a hippie art school. I fit in like a fart in church….

Mr. Slave is an Al Qaeda Spokesman???

July 23rd, 2010 | No Comments | Posted in Humor. HAR... HAR!, webstuff

I saw this over at Ace and couldn’t stop laughing the whole time.  Seriously, I think they have changed tactics and are now trying to get us to laugh so hard we can’t breath and we’ll die that way instead.

When you sound like Mr Slave it’s hard to take the threat seriously.

Bacon!

March 23rd, 2010 | 4 Comments | Posted in Food is good, Humor. HAR... HAR!

I saw this and thought of my friend, Michael.

Best Joke I Heard All Day

February 12th, 2010 | 1 Comment | Posted in Humor. HAR... HAR!

A U.S. Marine squad was marching north of Fallujah when they came upon an
Iraqi terrorist who was badly injured and unconscious.

On the opposite side of the road was an American Marine in a similar but
less serious state. The Marine was conscious and alert and as first aid was
given to both men, the squad leader asked the injured Marine what had
happened.

The Marine reported, “I was heavily armed and moving north along the highway
here, and coming south was a heavily armed insurgent.

We saw each other and both took cover in the ditches along the road. I
yelled to him that Saddam Hussein was a miserable, lowlife scum bag who got
what he deserved.

And he yelled back that Barack Obama is a lying, good-for-nothing, left wing
Commie who isn’t even an American.

So I said that Osama Bin Laden dresses and acts like a frigid, mean-spirited
lesbian!

He retaliated by yelling, “Oh yeah? Well, so does Nancy Pelosi!”

“And, there we were, in the middle of the road, shaking hands, when a truck
hit us.”