From Bad To Worse

Bad: Getting hit by a wrecking ball while on a construction site.
Worse: Getting hit by a wrecking ball while in a port-o-potty.

Bad: Getting lost in the woods and having to eventually eat your friend in order to survive.
Worse: Getting lost in the woods and being eaten by your friend for their survival.

Bad: Go on a fishing trip but come back with no fish.
Worse: Go on a fishing trip and come back with herpes.

Bad: Forgetting your wallet in your car.
Worse: Forgetting your child in your car.

Bad: You finally get to be on television, but the show is “Intervention”.
Worse: You finally get to be on television, but the show is “To Catch A Predator”.

Bad: Sitting next to someone talking through an entire movie.
Worse: Sitting next to someone giving birth through an entire movie.

Bad: Life is getting just too tough for you so you jump off a roof.
Worse: You live and are now 3 inches shorter.

Bad: Losing your keys at a party and not remembering where you left them.
Worse: Losing your virginity at a party and not remembering who took it.

Bad: You rig up your car so you have your own makeshift ejection seat.
Worse: You accidentally eject yourself while on the bottom floor of a parking garage.

Bad: Finding out Darth Vader is your father.
Worse: Finding out your love interest is actually your sister.

Bad: You get breast implants done by a blind surgeon.
Worse: You get breast implants done by a blind, armless surgeon.

Bad: Someone tells you that you’re ugly.
Worse: Someone tells you that your face reminds them of a Picasso painting.

Bad: You fall down a flight of stairs and lose all but one of your teeth.
Worse: Afterwards, you go to the dentist and he tells you that you have a cavity.

Bad: You go down a waterslide and somehow lose your swimsuit and go down it naked.
Worse: You go down a waterslide and lose your swimsuit but then there is a freak accident and the slide is instantly drained of all its water. You skid down the dry slide inch by inch only to plop out into an empty concrete pool.

Bad: Scientists finally discover the missing link and are able to determine your exact evolutionary progress.
Worse: Scientists prove, once and for all, that you are in fact a direct descendant of a pile of dung.

Bad: You have to imagine the class in their underwear when you give a speech.
Worse: You are actually only in your underwear when you give a speech to your class.

Cloning To-Do Checklist

Cloning is a very real science that will likely come to fruition in our lifetime. Assuming that scientists would be able to clone any person, deceased or alive, at any stage in the subject’s life, this is the checklist of the first things that need to be done. This is how we need to get our clone on [in no particular order].

- Clone the Olsen twins. This new set will be the unwholesome ones.

- Make a duplicate of Britney Spears. I know, this sounds crazy, hear me out. We let the original be the crazy, head shaving, loving mother that she is, and the clone will be a realization of her at her peak, back when “Hit Me Baby One More Time” before she fell into the deep end of the pool without arm floaties.

Britney Spears

 -Clone the entire Seinfeld cast to bring the series back to life; the reruns are getting kind of stale now.

- Clone Michael Phelps. One can swim a whole bunch and the other can sit on the couch and smoke pot all day.

- Clone Arnold Schwarzenegger and Sylvester Stallone in the state of their respective heydays and finally put them in an awesome action movie together.

- More Megan Fox, lots and lots more Megan Fox-es.

Megan Fox

 - Clone Mike Tyson so he can fight himself.

- Marilyn Monroe needs to be brought back. Somehow, President sex-scandals went from dames of her class to Monica Lewinsky. We need to bring her back and give Obama the real President treatment. Or if we really get efficient with this cloning business, we can make a whole bunch of her and have her pop out of cakes at everyone’s birthday party.

- My favorite comedian: George Carlin. The world needs him.

George Carlin

 - Now if we’re going to raising people from the dead so to speak, you have to mention some of the great minds from our history. Clone Albert Einstein, Abraham Lincoln, Martin Luther King Jr., George Washington, and Benjamin Franklin. Let them all see just how fucked up things got while they were gone.

Abraham Lincoln

Politely Making Your Demands

-I am a man of many talents. In fact, one of those talents is exaggerating on the amount of talents I have.

-A toolbox only needs two things: WD-40 and duct tape. If it doesn’t move and it should, use WD-40. If it moves and it shouldn’t, use the tape.

-A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.

-Ronald McDonald actually died of heart failure twelve years ago due to excessive use of the products he sold. In fact, Jack, the Burger King and the Ronald McDonald you think you know, are actually all digitally inserted into every commercial. Jack is really a 400lb blob of a man trapped inside a trailer in Connecticut and the King went to a tanning salon and the large amounts of grease in his body from splurging on the dollar menu turned him into a giant baked potato.

-I have an interesting idea for a birth control/abstinence condom. You put the condom on your junk like usual, but its infused with a putrid odor to make your bells and whistle smell like something left at the back of a gym locker, ensuring no will ever come close to touching your willie.

-I put “for sexual favors” in the memo field of every check I write, thus reminding the person I’m writing the check for of the importance of accepting credit and debit cards.

-I think my female coworker is catching on to why I always ask her to go into the freezer and stock the frozen goods.

-In 2015 a satellite will reach Pluto. It’s a shame because when the satellite was launched Pluto was still considered a planet. Not anymore. Now our solar system stops at eight, ending with Neptune, which, on average, is a chilly -415 degrees Fahrenheit. You know, jeans and a t-shirt kind of weather.

-A 2×4 is actually a 1.5×3.5. You’re welcome.

-You don’t hear about a hodgepodge too often, but you’re confident you’ll know it when you see it.

-It takes a strong type of woman to remove all of her clothes for the sake of other’s mindless entertainment. It takes an idiotic man to remove all of his clothes and run across a field during halftime.

-If we’re going to have the silly national alert level, then I say that by the beginning of this summer all public pools should have a urine threat meter posted at the front gate.

Juxtapose – Posing Your Juxta And How To Get Noticed

-When in doubt, resort to violence.

-I wear headphones everywhere I go. I don’t always listen to music, I just always wear headphones. It keeps the stupid people from talking to me.

-Eyebrows are a particular thing. Too much hair and you look goofy, too little hair and you look goofy. There’s a fine line between groomed and hysterical.

-You like superhero movies, you like hot babes, you like dripping wet hot babes in superhero movies, so you’re probably going to love Fathom. Fathom is a superhero movie featuring the best looking thing from Transformers; Megan Fox, playing an Aquaman-like heroine. [Source: http://www.variety.com/article/VR1118000796.html?categoryid=13&cs=1]

-Did you know that grapes explode when you put them in the microwave?

-I say a few curse words now and again, but people who like to be tinkled on – those are the real potty mouths!

-It’s been scientifically proven that a man’s beard grows faster when he anticipates sex.

-I wonder which woodworking accident is most common; splinters, smashed thumbs, being trapped inside a flipped port-o-potty, dismemberment, or crazy glue in your underwear?
 
-Nibble and nipple are so close in spelling for a reason.

-Leaving the house without pants on can be kind of embarrassing, but it doesn’t even hold a candle to being caught picking your nose on the jumbotron at a baseball game.

-The dot over a lowercase i is called a tittle.

-I don’t mean to sound like a pessimist, but have you noticed that rainbows are in the shape of a frown?

-If I ever become a bum and need to stand on the side of the road with a sign asking for money, I’m going to write “Need money for Kung Fu lessons.” I think I’d really be able to reach out and grab the attention of my audience.

-Meet me on the dance floor. I’ll be the one spinning in circles doing the ass-slap dance and performing realistic robot gestures in between grabbing my crotch and screaming like I’m Michael Jackson.