You do realize there’d be no Christmas had Ernest not saved it in 1988.
The struggle between wanting someone to take you seriously and wanting to text them naughty things is tough and exponentially tougher when you’re horny.
A plus side to being my friend is that you can show up to my house wearing pajamas and you won’t feel out of place because I’ll be wearing pajamas too.
You have a plan? Oh yeah? Well (p+l)(a+n) =pl+pn+la+ln. Your plan has been foiled.
I don’t get why I have to pay so much money for clothes. I’m hideously ugly naked so people should be paying me to be clothed.
I always wear layers of clothing to hide my hideous body and personality.
I enjoy all these people who claim to be Goths. Please! You are not a real Goth until you’ve invaded Spainand sacked Rome.
They often say that “if your age is on the clock then you’re too young for the cock”. That age is 24because they’re using a military clock.
According to my horoscope, I believe stupid things I read.
My cheese grater stopped working. It won’t grate cheese for me after all I’ve given it. That thing is so ungrateful.
Have you ever noticed that when a TV show has the word“Celebrity” or “Star” in the title that there are rarely people considered celebrities or stars on that show? I tried watching Dancing with the Stars but I didn’t know who half the people were. They probably should’ve gone with Canum Venaticorum, Canis Majoris, or Ursae Majoris and then I’d probably know more people on the show.
People with graph paper are not to be trusted. They seem like they are always plotting something.
Have you ever went to Wikipedia to look for information on a movie you just saw and then you hit a couple of links and then 2 hours later you find yourself immersed in a page about the inner-workings of Vietnamese politics.
I found a Dorito on my carpet this evening. That is where the story ends. No further questions.
The holidays are upon us! I like to busy myself by stealing Christmas cards out of my neighbors mailboxes while they are at work. The extra money comes in handy this time of year. Then I like to take the cards and cut and paste them into cute little ornaments for my tree.
I was watching Mary Poppins, and got 3/4 of the way through, waiting to see her float down with her umbrella (I was fast forwarding through the scenes with naked hairy men in leather garb) ….then I realized it was Merry Poppers 3. The ending was the same though.
Breaking News: Facebook employees say that working for Facebook is the greatest job ever and the best place to work but then they scribble on a notepad, “Can’t talk, they are watching and listening to everything we say.”
No wonder Mary and Joseph couldn’t find a hotel that was open, it was Christmas Eve for Christ’s sake!
This is the one time of year I don’t regret getting that mistletoe tramp stamp.
Jews don’t believe in Santa Claus, because they can’t comprehend anyone that fiscally irresponsible.
Remember girls, you are more likely to get what you want for Christmas if you sit on Santa’s face
On Christmas Eve in 1989, a jolly man with a red suit and a white beard broke into our house through our chimney with a sack full of presents. My Dad shot the intruder 7 times. The man died, and father went to jail, but we did get to keep all the presents!
I don’t like secret Santa, he always whispers inappropriate things in my ear when I sit on his lap.
I just pray that Santa doesn’t have access to my browser history.
Chinese novels are too confusing for me. There are just way too many characters.
I am a man of strict routine. I get up at the exact same time every day, I eat the exact same breakfast every morning, I take a 5 minute shower, brush my teeth for exactly 3 minutes, and then I rub one out and go tobed.
To protest the Vietnam War, some Buddhist monks set themselves on fire. To boycott Walmart, I started shopping at Target. I think we’re both heroes.
I’ve never tried choking during sex, unless of course, you are referring to my performance.
On December 21st, NASA warns that the sky will grow dark. They are calling this phenomena “night”.
Justin Bieber is awful. I wish we would’ve left him on youtube where he belongs. Maybe if we did he wouldn’t have gotten the death plot. So I guess we’re to blame.
Most people eventually become what they hate so eventually I’ll become a Nickelback album.
January 9, 1835 was the last time the U.S. debt was at $0. It was short lived because President Andrew Jackson bought a subscription to Better Homes and Gardens and Beatings for Indigenous Peoples.
Why is it that every time a guy says he’s going to kick my ass, he punches me in the face?
And now for your weekly dose of motivation:
Inside my massive frame there’s a sensitive boy that wants you to hold him and inside his frame there’s a pervert that wants to watch you take a shower.
Asking a girl how many men she’s slept with is just as bad as her asking how often you wear your exgirlfriend’s underwear while walking your dog.
My favorite beer is the one the hot bartender has to bend over to reach.
I hope this doesn’t come off as too pessimistic but we’re all going to die.
I wish belly buttons were more useful. Maybe once in a while it could make me a steak dinner.
I am incapable of hearing the words “just hang in there” or “it will happen when it’s ready”.
Ladies, a good way to tell if a man makes more money than you is to go inside his bathroom and look at his soap. If he has a bar of soap that is just a bunch of bars all clumped together chances are he doesn’t make much money or he’s slightly insane.
My penis is like a Nintendo cartridge. You have to blow on it before you shove it into a tight space to get it to work.
They say that if you love something you should set it free. But what happens if she decides to press charges?
Considering all the sex I’m not having, I’m pretty shocked I’m not married.
They say drinking alcohol doesn’t solve any problems but neither does water so I’ll stick with beer and whiskey.
I know the proper pronunciation of “Les Miserables”; it’s just that I choose not to pronounce it correctly.
If you want to explain to your children why you didn’t buy them any presents just tell them that Santa died because last year he came down your chimney and acquired miner’s lung.
One of these days I’ll win a Nobel Prize in literature for creating a word that rhymes with “orange”.
I like Hallmark Christmas movies because if it’s a 2 hour movie you can take a 90 minute nap and not miss a thing.
I was thinking of getting married but realized that for every time the girl laughs at my jokes before we’re married will turn into nothing more than eye rolls and the phrase “why did I marry this asshole” said under her breath after she says “I do.”
I was trying to find the perfect gift but I couldn’t find any partridges or pear trees so I guess they’ll have to settle for a goose I strangled at the lake park and a shrub I ripped out of someone’s front yard.
“The Nutcracker” is the perfect definition of what it’s like sitting through “The Nutcracker”.
It’s really difficult wrapping a puppy for a Christmas present.
Do you think it was awkward when they told the Asian actors in “A Christmas Story” that they had to sing “Fa ra ra ra ra”?
I love Christmas cards because I get to read stories that I’ve already read on Facebook.
Only 6 more days until I start my Christmas shopping.
What did ignorant people do with their thoughts before they had Xanga for writing and commenting?
I heard a rumor that there are people on Xanga who aren’t friends with @TheTheologiansCafe.
If you’ve never had to explain your screen saver, then your Xanga crush isn’t as pretty as mine.
I haven’t been on Xanga much lately. I’ve been too busy polishing my grand master of karate tournament trophy that I bought at a yard sale last weekend.
I’ve been on Xanga so long that I now take more pleasure in getting emails asking about my mental health than emails asking where they can send photos of their boobs.
I tried some of these Xanga jokes out at the bar and all I got was, “What the hell is Xanga? When my boyfriend gets back he’s going to kick your creepy ass out of here.”
I believe every Xang an has at lest one post in them that is top blog worthy and could change the way Xanga operates or reminds me to change my cats’ litterbox.
I wish I had a lover who went down on me as much as Xanga goes down.
Recent Comments