Category: Funny Stuff

Admission

Funny Stuff

Alert Readers may sometimes notice a comment in a Monday Funnies post like this one:

…as did Longtime Friend & Reader mnshaw, a while back:

Okay, I might as well ‘fess up:

There is no such account as Kim du Toit@MYOB.

If I see a cartoon, joke or meme that elicits a response, I simply edit the pic by adding this little button

…and the comment (see above).

I have no “social presence” in any of the Usual Suspects (Twatter, FizzBuke, Snapshit, TickBite, MySpecs, InstaGroan, TroofSexual etc.) so I created a fake one because, well I don’t know exactly why I did it, other than maybe to poke fun at the concept.  And no, I’m not tempted to create a real one, either.

I do stupid shit like that occasionally.  (So I’m sorry if you fruitlessly wasted your time trying to hunt me down, mnshaw.)

Oh, and if there’s an egregious spelling mistake in a meme (egregious enough that in my eyes it takes away the enjoyment thereof) I sometimes edit the damn thing because:

Finally, one more thing.  Almost without exception, the “Dear Diary” meme family:

…is of my own creation.

So there you have it.

Monday Funnies

Funny Stuff

And in Classical Thoughts:

And seeing as it’s Halloween Week:

This one’s for Reader Stencil:

And speaking of making wise choices:

Now go out and get that Halloween candy because apparently, handing out boxes of .22 ammo to the kiddies is frowned upon, for some reason.  Blame the Democrats for that one.

Never Have I Ever

3 Inexplicable Things

…done these three things:

  • watched Dr. Who  on TV,
  • read a Jilly Cooper novel (although I might give in at some point because I despair at the level of modern writing and its authors),
  • ridden a horse.

I always thought that Dr. Who  was an infantile take on sci-fi — just hearing people talk about the show irritated me — so I never bothered.  I kinda feel the same about Star Trek, although I have watched a few episodes of that series, always kicking myself for wasting time immediately after the closing credits.

I don’t know why I never read Jilly Cooper’s books, unless it was because of my misogynistic attitude to female writers.  No, I can’t be bothered to explain that, either.  Reading the blurb on the back of any of her novels, I always wondered why I would ever be interested in her silly, two-dimensional characters and fluffy inconsequential plot lines, and I’d return the book to the shelf, un-tempted into its purchase.  The only thing I can find to recommend Dame Jilly, other than the obvious:

…is that she always had a very casual attitude towards sex, both in her writing and in her observations about the people around her.  Not judgemental, she.  Besides:  it was the 1970s and -80s, FFS [sic].

Horses are filthy, fragile animals, prone to all sorts of illnesses, and even the “quiet” ones are always trying to kill you.  Besides, as black powder and muzzle loaders have been superseded by metallic cartridges and bolt-actions, our transportation needs have evolved and we don’t need them.