Showing posts with label stupid people make me angry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stupid people make me angry. Show all posts

Sunday, July 31, 2011

And the whole "Jesus's Image" thing comes full circle

Let's say for a second you are God. Not only that, you are also the son of God, and died for the sins of every human (fuck you, other things living on Earth!). Anyway, instead of showing yourself to the world and being like "hey sorry for the AIDs and the Hurricanes and shit. I'm testing you! So far I'd give y'all like a C -. But seriously, it's all good there's heaven with cake and boners" or whatever. You think to yourself "Hey, not only am I the son of God, but I'm also God, and rather than talk to these people, I'll show up in their toast! or on a rag! OOOOOOoooh BEST idea ever, I'll show my face on a walmart receipt!

It will shock you to learn the folks who saw Mr. J.H. Christ are from South Carolina. Also, this:

Sutherland said she and Simmons believe the image was a response to a question asked by their preacher in church that week.

"We had a message on knowing God, abiding in him," Sutherland said. "(The preacher asked) 'If you know God, would you recognize him if you saw him?'"

"We just feel like it's a blessing that God showed it to us and opened our eyes. And we just feel like we should share the blessing God gave to us to everybody else," Sutherland said.

Ok so you'd be so jazzed that you recognize God (from a walmart receipt, obviously), that you wouldn't be like "Oh hey, remember Katrina? You're kind of a dick." Or like, "Hey my wife got hit by a drunk driver, what kind of prick gives a "test" like that? No, just oh hey! I know that face, you were on my receipt for Marlboro reds and easymac! It's a sign!

Simmons said Walmart workers told him the receipt would only change colors if heat was applied, but he does not know how it would have been heated enough to cause the mark.

Can't wait for the follow up when they get the receipt back from the lab to find out if it had indeed been heated! See you at the rapture y'all!!!!!


Wednesday, January 21, 2009

NOT EXACTLY "OCEAN'S ELEVEN" CALIBER

This gets me every single god damned time. It absolutely BOGGLES my mind when you hear something like "cops found 20,000 kilos of cocaine during a routine traffic stop for speeding."

Dawg.

WHY THE FUCKING FUCKSTICK OF A FUCK WERE YOU SPEEDING YOU USELESS DINGLEBERRY OF A HUMAN?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?

When I was younger, I'd be super careful driving after I'd smoked a fucking bowl of terrible-ass Scranton dirtweed, EVEN IF I WASN'T HOLDING? Know why? Because dealing with cops right before/after/during something illegal is God Fucking Awful and I strive to avoid it at all costs.

SO WHY THE FUCK WOULD Y--

deep breath

Just read it.
LAWRENCEVILLE, Ga. (AP) - Gwinnett County deputies found more than $1 million in cash in a car they had stopped for a traffic violation.
Now I know it's the south, so some of you out there are going to make the whole "we can't hold the mentally handicap up to the same standards as people from the Northeast" argument, but J. Fucking. Christ. And I know sometimes the traffic violation is little and silly, like a broken brake light or expired inspection stickers or something, BUT IF YOU ARE MAKING THE PLANS TO SOMEHOW ILLEGALLY ACQUIRE MORE THAN ONE MILLION DOLLARS AMERICAN, PERHAPS TAKE A MOMENT TO LOOK AT YOUR CAR AND SEE IF IT'S A POLICE BEACON, YOU VACUOUS WASTE OF TIME, SPACE, AND YOUR DADDY'S SPERM.

But what was the reason the police pulled over our friend Cleatus? (The article doesn't mention his actual name, but are YOU going to bet money that his name isn't Cleatus? No. No you're not.)
Sheriff's spokeswoman Stacey Bourbonnais said the man was stopped Friday after deputies noticed he was swerving in and out of lanes.
Reckless driving. Not even speeding, where maybe the dude's getting pulled over for going 3 or 4 miles over. Swerving in and out of lanes. This is so fucking EPICALLY stupid it's almost admirable.

Mind if I rant for a moment about the terrible racism in this country? Oh, you do mind? Well, then fuck you right in the face with your grandpa's dick.

This dude was white. The article does not disclose the ethnicity of the suspect, nor (like I said before) a name, nor a picture. How do I know he's white? Glad you asked! You didn't ask? Well, fuck your mother!
While speaking to him, the man allegedly pushed a deputy and fled on foot. He was captured and charged with obstruction of a law enforcement officer.
I would literally bet the lives of every child on the planet (actually, every child on the planet but Pem's; she's just too damned adorable) that this dude was white, and I'd do this for two reasons: 1) God do I hate kids, so win-win, and 2) There is no other ethnicity in America that gets to PUSH a deputy, run away ON FOOT, and only get "obstruction of a law enforcement officer." A black dude touches a cop, and he gets charged with first degree murder, regardless of the fact that the cop he touched is alive and well and sitting at the trial.

If this were a black (or Latino, or Arabic, possibly even Asian) dude, the quote would've been closer to
While speaking to him, the man allegedly pushed a deputy and fled on foot. He was shot 174 times by 10 different officers, many of whom showed up 10 to 15 minutes after the suspect was first gunned down. The Lawrenceville mayor will host a dinner on Thursday evening to honor the brave officers involved in the incident.
Well...that's certainly one way to end a post on our comedic blog about silly shit.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Somebody Hit This B*tch - VIDEO UPDATE

Listen.

I'm not a proponent of domestic violence. Far from it. I came from an abusive family (well...I may have come from an abusive family...I was adopted at birth, so it exists in the realm of reality that my bio-parents would've beaten my skull in if given the chance). I know the gravity of the subject well enough to know that it's not a laughing matter.

...that being said, somebody REALLY needs to hit this bitch in the mouth 'til she learns better.
An Oregon woman who is out $400,000 after falling for a well-known Internet scam says she wasn't a sucker or an easy mark.
At first, one might want to give this woman the benefit of the doubt. The internet has created an environment where con-artists are equipt with all new technologies and strategies to prey on the less web-savvy. Then you learn that she fell for one of those "letters from the Nigerian Ambassador" spam emails you always get and immediately your thoughts return to one thing:

Somebody REALLY needs to hit this bitch.
Janella Spears of Sweet Home says she simply became curious when she received an e-mail promising her $20.5 million if she would only help out a long-lost relative identified as J.B. Spears with a little money up front.
OM-FUCKING-G, I have a long lost relative who somehow got my email and now wants to give me 20 million dollars for absolutely no reason! Hot dog, first I find a quarter in the driveway and now this! I'm markin' this day down on the calendar!
Spears told KATU-TV about the scammers' ability to identify her relative by name was persuasive.
Yes, the scammers ability to identify her long lost relative whose name she didn't know was uncanny! How they could know that your last name is Spears after acquiring only your email, JanSpears1154486845215@aol.com was GENIUS! If you've taken the time to read these emails, you understand why this bitch is literally giving me a hate-boner with her idiocy. For those who haven't read one of these "brilliant" email scams, let me give you the first sentence of one of the actual examples I found online:
This is a proposal in context but actually an appeal soliciting for your unreserved assistance in consummating an urgent transaction requiring maximum confidence.
This is what they sound like. THE ENTIRE WAY THROUGH. So, you receive an email from a stranger using English PhD-level vocabulary while at the same time displaying the writing skills of a 7 year old asking you for money and promising to give you tens of millions of dollars for absolutely no reason, and because you see the name "Spears" appear in the email your response is
"That's what got me to believe it," She said. "So, why wouldn't you send over $100?"
Why wouldn't you? Well if the "you" in question had a brain, had heard about the internet prior to this morning, had any sense of intuition or "gut" or whatever--any fucking sense of it at all then "you" might not send $100 off into the night hoping that it comes back forty-fold.
Spears, who is a nursing administrator and CPR teacher, said she mortgaged the house and took a lien out on the family car, and ran through her husband's retirement account.
This from the individual who wanted to assure the FoxNews.com faithful that she was not a "sucker" or an "easy mark." And she's right. She isn't. A "sucker" might've lost $300 or so sending checks out into the night. An "easy mark" may have plucked a little from the savings account to play into a get-rich-quick scheme. This bitch sent $400,000-- THAT SHE DIDN'T HAVE to a total stranger. She's a retard. And not like "oh, stop being such a retard" retard either. This woman should be required to wear a helmet.
"The retirement [her poor, poor husband] was dreaming of — cruising and going around and seeing America — is pretty much gone for him right now," she said.
Could this dude even get in trouble for hitting her? I think he should be able to print out this article and present it to the cops when they show up. I think the cops should then present him with a lollipop and tell him to keep up the good work.
She estimates it will take two years to clear the debt that accumulated in the more than two years she spent sending money to con artists.
Two items:
A) No the fuck it won't take 2 years to get rid of a $400,000 tab. I have a considerably lower amount that I owe for college, and I'll be paying it off for roughly 347 more years.

B) She did this for two god damned years. Somebody REALLY needs to hit this bitch.
Her family and bank officials told her it was all a scam, she said, and begged her to stop, but she persisted because she became obsessed with getting paid.
That's right. It's not even like she hid it from people. Her family and BANK FUCKING OFFICIALS were begging her to stop. It's like,

SomebodyHitMe: Hiyo there! Come ta take out anudder loan, there!

BankDude: Mrs. Spears, I really don't think you should take out any--

SomebodyHitMe: Stop before ya start there, Charlie. I'm goin' ta be a milly-own-air, and then you'll see!

BankDude: Mrs. Spears, I'm literally GUARANTEEING you this is not real. I WORK at a bank. I'm sort of an authority on the subject. Does your husband know you're doing this?

SomebodyHitMe: Oh sure! Sorta. No. Not really.

BankDude: Does your husband hit you, Mrs. Spears?

SomebodyHitMe: Oh heavens no!

BankDude: He should consider it. Let him know I said that.

SomebodyHitMe: Will do!
Spears first sent $100 through an untraceable wire service as directed by the scammers.
Hey Janella, I heard if your hand is bigger than your face you have cancer!

**Janella puts hand up to face**

**Berbalerbs punches Janella's hand into her face**
The scammers sent Spears official-looking documents and certificates from the Bank of Nigeria and the United Nations.
Hey Janella, I just got off the phone with the King of Europe! He wants you to give me your car and promise your daughter to me on her 18th birthday! Better do it, you know how the King of Europe gets...
President Bush and FBI Director Robert Mueller were also involved, the e-mails said, and needed her help.
That's right, lower-middle class nursing administrator from small-town Oregon! The fucking President of the United States and the Director of the FBI desperately need YOUR help! The trillions of dollars and endless resources they have access to just aren't enough! We need YOU to send, like a couple hundred bucks every few weeks. HURRY MRS. SPEARS! THE PRESIDENT NEEEEEDS YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
"The hope is [other people] are not going to fall as hard as I fell," Spears said.
I wouldn't worry much, Mrs. Spears. Most of us can outwit a corpse, which is about as smart as you need to be not to send a spam email half a mil.

Now...somebody go hit that bitch. She really needs it. Like, REALLY.
UPDATE: Now with video!!!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Am I High, Or...

Dude...I mean...you know, it's like...um...wait, what?

A New York man who pleaded guilty to murder in Oregon in exchange for buckets of fried chicken will get calzones and pizza to go with his life sentence.

I like how the lead sentence suggests that the real story here is that this dude is also getting pizza and calzones in addition to the
BUCKETS OF FRIED CHICKEN THIS MAN ACCEPTED IN EXCHANGE FOR A "GUILTY" PLEA THAT WILL PUT HIM IN JAIL FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE ON A MURDER CHARGE.

The story starts out normal enough. Tremayne Durham wanted to sell ice cream like his idol, so he bought a $18,000 truck from this company in Oregon. When the truck showed up, Mr. Durham (assumedly) was all "nah, dat some gay shit," and promptly changed his mind and asked for a refund. The company that sold him the truck refused.

So, Tremayne did what any level-headed, hard-working previously convicted rapist would do: travel cross-country and kill some motherfuckers.

The would-be ice cream man came to Oregon and killed Calbreath, a former employee of the company, while looking for its owner, authorities said.

That's right, a former employee. This poor schmuck was capped in the dome because the Oregan Ice Cream Truckery's website hadn't updated their employees page. So, yeah, this was Tremayne's plan. He was going to take a bus to Oregon and start killing people until he got his money returned to him...and then I guess turn back around and bus it back home, maybe stopping at the Grand Canyon to take pictures.

Say "CHEEEEEESE!!!"

"Where's my mommy and daddy?"

"SHUDDUP!"

"Ok, so now I've killed this random guy I thought was part of the trucking company. Oddly, that didn't generate $18,000 as I had hoped it would. What next? Hey I've got it! Maybe I'll look for the actual guy that owned the company, the person I've been talking to during the entire truck-purchasing process."

Congrats Trey Trey. Way to work that one through...

So he shows up with a gun, handcuffs and duct tape, asking for his $18,000 and, while we're at it, everything else of value in the house. What follows is...brain-hurtingly retarded.
The banks were closed because it was a Sunday, and Chambers was able to convince Durham that he'd get his money the next day.

Yes, that's right. Tremayne rolls up on this dude's crib on a SUNDAY. Looking for $18,000. Mr. Durham: we don't all store money like you do.

Chambers started playing a movie for Durham and persuaded Durham to let him leave the house.

Here's how I envision it going down...

(Tremayne kicks down door, points gun at Rob Chambers's face)

TREMAYNE: Kiss tha barrel, n****, kiss the muh'fuckin' barrel!!!

ROB: Wait, what? Like, literally? Who are you?

TREMAYNE: KISS THE MOTHERFUCKIN BARREL NOW N****!!!

(Rob kisses the gun)

TREMAYNE: Ok. Thank you. Now where mah money?

ROB: Who. the. fuck. are. you?

TREMAYNE: It's Tremayne. Tremayne Durham...from Scotia, New York?

ROB: The dude who bought the ice cream truck?

TREMAYNE: Yeah! And I WANTS my money back NOW!

ROB: Well, I don't have $18,000 just lying around.

TREMAYNE: I KNOW THAT, whatchuthink? I'm stupid'r sumpn? We go'n to da BANK.

ROB: Um, yeah. It's Sunday.

TREMAYNE: Really? Today Sunday?

ROB: Yes.

TREMAYNE: Damn. I been walkin' around thankin it's Wednesday all day...you ever have dat happen?

ROB: Um...I think Juice is playing on STARZ.

TREMAYNE: Forreal?!? Oh shit, put dat shit ON!

ROB (Turns on TV): There ya go, man. Hey I'm goin on a beer run, you need anything?

TREMAYNE: Oh, shit, get me dem...you know dem shits dat look like a corn chip tornado?

ROB: Bugles?

TREAMAYNE: Yeah! Das my SHIT.

(Rob leaves house, calls police.)

So he's arrested. And shortly after, he's connected to his first murder. And then...

Durham agreed to plead guilty to murder -- but only if he could get a break from jail food. The judge agreed and granted Durham a feast of KFC chicken, Popeye's chicken, mashed potatoes, coleslaw, carrot cake and ice cream.

Selling yourself a bit short there, huh Trey Trey?

After Wednesday's sentencing, Durham was to get the rest of the deal -- calzones, lasagna, pizza and ice cream, his defense attorney confirmed.

Now THAT'S what I'm talkin about! Man, this guy shoulda been a lawyer he's so good at negotiating...or at least an ice cream vendor, I mean, he's GOOD.

Just so everyone out there is clear on what he traded in exchange for a veritable stoner smorgasbord: Not only did he plead guilty to murder in lieu of going to trial and possibly getting off on some dumbshit technicality of the legal system (maybe pleading "mentally incompetent" and citing the fact that he was outsmarted by his second victim turning on a fucking TV), he also waived any appeals. Meaning he's in jail. For life. Period. In exchange for a bucket of Extra Crispy.

Deputy District Attorney Josh Lamborn said Multnomah County Judge Eric Bergstrom made the right call in allowing the unusual plea agreement because it saved the expense of a trial and possible appeals.

Ok, I can see that. We probably did save a shit ton of money by trading this guy his right to a fair trial for a $12.99 KFC family meal. Well, we made it, kids! We got through the story of the man who traded his life for fried chicken without our heads exploding! Yup, no more horrid stupidity around here, I'll just pack up my things and--

Durham also got married Wednesday in a civil ceremony at the Portland courthouse.

Wait, he...someone actually wanted to...I...it can't...I just....AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Sunday, June 8, 2008

You May Very Well Be A Complete Moron: Pasta Edition! - UPDATE


Last night, I was home alone for a fairly long while, which means I was not going to make any sort of elaborate dinner. A simple pasta dish, I figured, would be nice and easy and quick and painless. It's strange to think one will use "painless" in addition to those other adjectives while describing a cooking experience. Strange, until you consider that you may end up with your foot in a puddle of boiling water, if you're a complete moron.

There are a few things, cooking wise, you should be able to do without any sort of problem, regardless of how stupid you are: make toast, peanut butter sandwiches, grilled cheese, scrambled eggs, and pasta. If any of these are a problem for you, your last name might as well be
Gump(timely, no?).

For a long while, I have considered the purchase of a pot that has a
lid with holes in it, specifically made for draining pasta. Every time I have decided against, however, because I always end up thinking to myself "Why would I spend the extra money for something that makes it slightly easier to drain pasta just so that there isn't this minute chance something awful happens". I no longer feel this way. Even as I was putting the strainer in the sink I clearly recall the thought "seriously, if you're not a complete fucking imbecile those pots are a waste of money". Those pots are clearly not a waste of money for me.

So, pasta
al dente, sauce ready and waiting, I begin to pour the water out into the sink. What always happens when I do this is a large splash of steam flies out of the sink, fogging my glasses ever so briefly. I then move my head back slightly, so my glasses will clear up. What happened this particular time though, is that I somehow moved my entire body back, so, right in time for my glasses to clear up, I can see that the boiling water is no longer pouring into the sink, but directly onto my left foot. I then try to step forward to pour the rest of the water into the sink, only to find the tile floor surprisingly slippery, causing me to almost fall and pour even more water all over myself. Now, because I am a complete moron lucky enough to have a fairly high threshold for pain, as all this is happening, all that is running through my mind is to not lose the pasta. So I finagle my way back to the sink and drain the pasta.

I then have to carefully navigate the kitchen, as the floor is drenched. I also have to figure out exactly how bad the
burn on my foot/ankle/leg is(not my actual foot). I decide its not that bad, only to later find myself unable to think about anything other than the pain in my foot unless there is an ice pack on my foot. This made walking awful and sleeping next to impossible.

The moral of the story is to never try to do any thing since you probably suck at it anyway. You'll probably just hurt yourself because you're an idiot, and trying is just the first step towards failure.




UPDATE:  

Now with a little something for the ladies:

is he missing his toenails?

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Homeless Woman Lives in Man's Closet for a Year, Is Finally Detected

As someone who spends a great deal of time in New York City, I hear "Homeless Person" and I think "worst smell ever" I guess the bums in Tokyo are a bit cleaner, because this one lived in a guys house without him knowing. For a year.

A homeless woman who sneaked into a man’s house and lived undetected in his closet for a year was arrested in Japan after he became suspicious when food mysteriously began disappearing.

Police found the 58-year-old woman Thursday hiding in the top compartment of the man’s closet and arrested her for trespassing, police spokesman Hiroki Itakura from southern Kasuya town said Friday.


The resident of the home installed security cameras that transmitted images to his mobile phone after becoming puzzled by food disappearing from his kitchen over the past several months.

One of the cameras captured someone moving inside his home Thursday after he had left, and he called police believing it was a burglar. However, when they arrived they found the door locked and all windows closed.

...Police were investigating how she managed to go in and out of the house unnoticed, as well as details of her life inside the closet, and if she had taken anything else besides food.

She had moved a mattress into the small closet space and apparently even took showers, Itakura said, calling the woman "neat and clean."

A couple of things here: If this were New York City, she would have been given away almost immediately by one of the several cats she would have had with her. How in the hell does she move a mattress into this guys closet space and have him not once ever notice there's a fucking mattress in his closet?! Seriously how much better is Japanese technology than ours? "I want some cameras installed, if they detect movement just send them to my phone." Fuck you! Also, how does the guy not notice that his shower is being used. And why would he suspect a burglar when he comes home to discover someone has eaten half of his box of triscuits? Lastly, don't they have squatting laws over there? Shouldn't she legally own that closet space after being there for so long if the guy is too fucking stupid to notice a goddamn person living in his fucking closet?