Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Rloveution

Dad loves this.

Sorry for the quality. Stupid viacom, trying to protect their copyrights...
I'm almost to the point of abandoning voting altogether so as not to encourage the ass clowns, but I can get on board with most of what this guy is about.
Especially in the drab light of his regurgitating company.

Politik is good sometimes.
The daily show is good all the time.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

We The Living...Monsters

Pissed off artists are bad at math.

Imagine how ugly the pigs would be if they knew it was a 60% hike.

Let's pull together and provide some relief.


Lastly - shut up about the recession and your loyalty. If a $6 increase in your monthly entertainment budget is what breaks the bank, you should probably rethink your priorities. There's little room for loyalty in economics. People go where the value is to them. They don't pay more for less out of corporate "loyalty".

Friday, April 15, 2011

You know your country is impoverished when...

Based on the number of views, you may have seen this video already.
Oh well. It's still funny.



Gotta love the spy music.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Uh oh...

I like dogs...but on live TV, you have to be careful.
You think they filmed Air Bud in one take?


That's...that's not exactly what we would have expected...
Me neither, Art...me neither, but maybe because we haven't spent enough time abused and in a cage...

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Enginerd

There's a fine missing line between engineer and nerd.

Exhibit [A-Z]:

The truth is though, that Alex (left) is a better snowboarder than I am, which says...very little actually, but it doesn't change that fact that he's good.
He can also write a story that extracts the saltwater from your eyes.
And don't let Mike's glasses fool you. He's more athletic than the dumb jock you've loved to hate all your life and can speak intelligently on nearly anything, breaking the stereotype of the socially dysfunctional nerd that can't hold a conversation.

So really, the only things that can be said for certain about nerds:
  • They're taking over the world.
  • They sit in the (quite comfortable) position of consistently underestimated.
  • Their talents are eclectic.
  • They will always bypass the bull shit on television to play any game involving dungeons, dragons, and fairies.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Like somebody blowing ear into your muscle

About to head to the gym and call it a week. It's a great feeling.
Just ask Arnold Swortsaginger. I bet he knows.



Wait, what?
Dude! Stop saying it!

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Gotta blue moon in your eye

I was playing ping pong the other day and started laughing uncontrollably thinking of this scene from the Sopranos:


It's out of context if you don't watch the show, but if you have seen this episode, you know what's up.
Paule (the smug guy with the mayonnaise on his face) is one of those tragic figures that's such a likable idiot, just thinking of some of his expressions or his dialog makes me laugh.
The Sopranos is one of my favorite shows because of the varied topics they present.
Sure, the characters are often deplorable, but you can't help but relate to them and grow to like them here and there.
It's great how the writers show how simultaneously genius and idiotic crime can be, especially when it's successful.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Yeah, here comes the rooster...

This is awesome.

Friday, November 5, 2010

At least it's not another toll road...

Google maps gets you there...provided you have a Waverunner...

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Holy large branching cranial appendages, Batman!

Quick! The Joker is getting away!
To the Bat...mo...deer?

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I sniff my rose. Very good taste.

Wow...



...just...wow.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I am on a horse...cow...

That viral Old Spice campaign was pretty annoying. I shall not link to it for that reason.

I like this though.
Maybe I'm just immature. Maybe I like puppets. Maybe both.


Haha! The clam bit the monter's nose.

You are on my blog.

Now go to Casey's, he shared it.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Can I still keep my job?

So...I dip my Special K bar into my yogurt. There. I said it.
Don't act like you've never been curious.

It's just that today, I happened to do it before I remembered to unwrap it.
And the Vice President of Software Engineering happened to walk by my office and witness it.
An office door could have its advantages...

Oh well, at least I wasn't caught sniffing whiteboard markers like Tiberiu:

Friday, October 1, 2010

//I feel like my commentary is ignored by the compiler.

Thanks to Casey for this link.
It's a collection of some of the most memorable comments found in software code.
For those that don't know what that is, you can insert comments into your computer program by prepending your comment text with some predefined characters, such as "#" for shell scripting or "//" for C and Java programming languages.
Text that begins with such character strings will be ignored when your code is run or compiled into an executable.
Comments help future programmers who might need to maintain your work by either explaining what your code is supposed to do, assumptions you've made, why certain functions are necessary, temporary workarounds, etc.
For the programmers themselves, commenting also allows an outlet for some imagined social connection or pent up cynicism, creativity, and humor.

Like this:
//
// Dear maintainer:
//
// Once you are done trying to 'optimize' this routine,
// and have realized what a terrible mistake that was,
// please increment the following counter as a warning
// to the next guy:
//
// total_hours_wasted_here = 32
//


and this:
// I dedicate all this code, all my work, to my wife, Darlene, who
// will have to support me and our three children and the dog
// once it gets released into the public.


and also this:
doRun.run(); // ... "a doo run run".

and finally, my favorite, which I might use in my own work to prevent other engineers from changing my code in some misplaced fit of "I bet I can do this better...":
// The following is autogenerated, do not edit.
// All changes will be undone.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

If I'm the wide receiver, and you're the coach...who's Bill?



Educate yourself:
Never leave your microwave running unattended!
There might be a can of paint thinner in there.

How long does it take for a baby to freeze to death?
Twenty to thirty minutes.

If there are sparking live wires hanging down from panels in the ceiling, use your broom to shove them back up in there.

Now you, too, are Makin' it happen!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The local sting of irony

I consider myself a decent person. For the most part, at least.
However, I can't help taking pleasure when humans are put in their place and made to realize, when dealing with the environment, it's us against them.

Like Bruckner Chase, who decided to take swim across the Monterey Bay in an attempt to raise awareness about the fragility of the local marine environment.
He also raised awareness about his skin's susceptibility to jelly fish tentacles.

Chase was first stung about an hour into a swim that began in his hometown Santa Cruz before dawn. The jellies became more dense and the stings more frequent, so a determined Chase donned a wetsuit handed to him by those aboard an escort boat.

...
During the last mile, Chase felt them oozing through his hands with every stroke and realized "that had I not been in a wetsuit, I would not have been able to physically survive."



'Come on guys, I'm trying to help here'...people need to know...(oweeeee!)...how fragile...(fuck, that one hurt!)...the bay is...(dear god, get me out of this bay!)...you guys...(shit!)...need me...

Obviously, marine life is good for three things: watching in high definition with David Attenborough's narration, placing in a miniaturized ecosystem in your living room, and eating...with a basket of bottomless fries...

Photo from Monterey Bay Aquarium

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Did you know?



So glad I live in America where milk doesn't come in bags.
Hell yes.
Let freedom ring.

On a related note:


Oh Salma.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Consume Excrement Cutesy Cat

Give the intellect a break.

Thanks Andrew for link.