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Keeper of the new
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How about this story from the last humor thread that I'm betting no one remembers: Once upon a time there was a bus driver. He did his job fairly and well, and did not consider himself a timid man, until one day the monster came on his bus. 'Monster don't pay', it said, and walked right by the driver and sat down in the back of the bus. The driver was more than speechless, he was paralyzed, drained of all thought. He failed to report the incident to his supervisors, but carried it in silence for almost a week, until it happened again. Like before, the thing squeezed through the bus door and forcefully stepped past the driver, barely recognizing his existence with a dismissive look and again, the words, spoken like a wet rotting thing from under the earth, 'Monster don't pay.' This went on for several months, during which the driver often switched shifts and drove different routes, but the creature almost seemed to follow him, taunting, mocking, delighting in the terror it gave and the power it held over the poor driver. All it ever said, like a mantra, was 'Monster don't pay.' Eventually, the driver's resolve grew stronger. He said to his bus driver wife one night, 'I'm not going to let it beat me', and as he spoke he felt some steel deep inside the core of himself that he had not before been aware of. He took night classes, and as his shift changed he took day classes, in positive thinking, in conflict management, in assertiveness and confidence, in the arts of war and martial combat. He lifted weights and ran, and slowly his bus driver belly turned into muscles, and he began moving with a different poise, a different purpose in his step and a newfound gentleness in the swing of his shoulders, as if he was taking care not to break things as he touched them. Eventually, the driver was ready. On a crisp spring morning like any other the monster came on his bus and said, with the same nonchalant cruelty as always, 'Monster don't pay.' But this time, the driver embraced the steel within him and spoke, with a loud and commanding voice. 'And why doesn't Monster pay for his ticket like everyone else?' he said. 'Monster has month card', it said. Quote:
I can see how you could read my post as challenging the mods, if I was really really stupid, but that wasn't my intent.
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I do the numbers.
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this post is about how to successfully H the Kimmy
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Classy, yet vulgar
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Just going to go ahead and Underail this tread, k?
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How many guitarists does it take to screw in a light bulb? all of them. 1 to screw it in, the rest to say they could do it better
How many drummers does it take to screw in a light bulb? all of them, 1 to screw it in the rest to say that Neil Pert could do it better You hear about the time the drummer locked his keys in the van? it took an hour to get the bassist out. How do you tune 20 trumpets? throw 19 down the stairs. how do you know a drummer is at the door? the knocks change timing.
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John and Mildred were getting on in years and were getting a bit forgetful, so they'd taken to writing things down. One day, it was hot, so Mildred asked John to get her some ice cream. He got up to go to the kitchen.
"You'd better write it down!" Mildred suggested. "Oh, come on!" John replied. "How hard can it be to remember ice cream?" So he went into the kitchen, and took a long time. Eventually, Mildred started to get worried. Finally, he came back out with a tray of milk, orange juice, scrambled eggs, and bacon. "I told you to write it down!" Mildred chided. "Now look, you forgot the toast!"
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Time is something else.
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[posts transcript of Bob Saget's rendition of The Aristocrats]
[pretends it's the most wholesome and inoffensive thing ever]
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