Showing posts with label some kind of sick joke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label some kind of sick joke. Show all posts

Friday, October 17, 2014

Ebola, Government Gets More Dumber and Stupider


Just when you thought that that things couldn't get any worse, President Obama has appointed an Ebola Czar, Ron Klain.

Limo Lib Apparatchik

Klain's main qualifications in leading the effort to contain this deadly disease are that... he doesn't have any.



Some people have said that "the wheels have come off the trolley" when it comes to America's response to the killer virus and that seems to be true, except in Dallas, where there weren't any in the first place.



Rumors that the Keystone Kops are in charge of this operation are entirely true.



Stay tuned for on-the-spot, real-time reporting from Dallas, America's viral hot zone, where local nurses say in private that they're "terrified of Ebola." 

Mosquitoes may or may not be Ebola vectors.

Be safe, 

LSP


Sunday, September 14, 2014

Some Kind Of Sick Joke?


Here's a picture of an Episcopal priest. He lives in California. I'll leave it to you to work out whether he went to Harvard or not.

And maybe you think this is some kind of joke, like, look at this goof-off clown LSP pulled off the internet.

All real. Thanks for the tip, GWB.

God bless,

LSP

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

From Here To Qeternity


descent of the damned

Acting in solidarity with those unfortunate enough to have money deposited in Spanish banks, I decided   to cash out my spare change box, while the pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters it held still had some kind of value.

LSP savings and loans
I'd use that money, I figured, to buy some epoxy and blue tape to bed the barreled receiver of my Lee Enfield Mk. III sporter. But quickly! Before tape and steel putty cost a bergan full of worthless magicke currencie.

With a sense of fiscal cliff urgency I drove to the local supermarket, box of change in hand, and loaded it into Coinstar, which turns your metal money into a redeemable IOU, for a fee.

how much does it cost?

I didn't care about the fee. I just wanted the money, fast, while it could still buy something. So I emptied the box into the machine. Clang, clunk, went the cash. $53.65 went the Coinstar, on its screen, and then it stopped working. "Sorry, I've seen your money, but I can't give it to you," stated the mechanical thief.

"Customer Service" was no use because the talent was busy talking to a policewoman about a picture on his CCTV (close circuit television) and I began to panic. Would I ever get my money? Will I get arrested for asking? I got the cash and avoided prison, in the end, and by some miracle Coinstar Currency still had fractional buying power.

oh. dear.

But don't worry. If we print enough money then everyone will become rich!

Just like in Rhodesia Zimbabwe.

LSP