She probably votes, too
Pinto Nag sends us this video and if I say anything about it, it would ruin the entire experience for you. But it’s a 9-1-1 call and it’s safe for work;
Category: "Teh Stoopid"
Pinto Nag sends us this video and if I say anything about it, it would ruin the entire experience for you. But it’s a 9-1-1 call and it’s safe for work;
Category: "Teh Stoopid"
Must Be the same lady…
Yikes–this one is even worse!
But she is indeed correct: “We as a nation need to ask ourselves what the —- is going on.”
Cordially,
Pat
*BONG* *CUCKOO!* *BONG* CUCKOO!*,…
I SWEAR I could feel my IQ dropping as I watched just a brief part of that!!
Hurry! Somebody fetch the butterfly net!
I made it through about 45 seconds, and then my brain just started hurting too bad and I had to bail out.
You beat me by 35 seconds. The Windows commercial ruined me. I was done before the video started.
What? Has she never been outside during daylight before?
“It’s never happened in the history of the world before!”
“And I want Channel 8 News out here, too.”
Yeah, whatever you want.
No ma’am, this was her first time being outdoors. And the good Revrum Jessuh Jaaaaackshooooon advised Tampa media outlets that the cops and sun are ray ciss. He was given anutha multi-million dolla grant to spread around the ghetto’s he don’t help. At least , that is the word on the street. 😎
The Windows commercial….”I’m the bus.”
Oh my goodness!!! I can’t believe that! “It’s never happened in America before”. My money says, and this time I’m giving 5 to 1 odds, she voted for Obama and she called 911 on her “Obama Phone”.
Please do we need much more proof that there should be a test before people can vote? A simple 10 question test to prove, you can read, you know who is on the ballot, you know where you live, you know that the sun shines in Florida most days, you can spell your name on the first try, you know what day of the week it is, you can name all of your kids (even if you can’t name their fathers), you can count to ten (no fingers allowed), you can write more than your name, you know who Kim Kardashian is (even if you’re not sure who you’re voting for), you know ‘Lil Kim isn’t on the ballot (even as a write in), you know where the welfare office is.
Sorry that was more than ten, so if they can count to ten (no fingers allowed) they don’t have to answer 11 and 12.
The kicker is, the first line, top of page, reads, “Read Through Entirely Before Answering Any Questions”. The last line on the page says, “Do Not Answer Any Questions, Just Sign Your Name At The Top”.
I hope my comment above was not found offensive by the person making the 911 call. If it was, then fuck off and get a brain! They’re handing them out at Emerald City, Land of Oz, to everybody and their brother these days, just like welfare only you can’t sell it off on the street like a SNAP card. So just call ahead on the “Obama Phone” and stand in line for your brand new brain! Dumb ass!
I didn’t find it offensive, I suspected that there was a good chance that the caller voted for Obama.
Blondestar.
LebbenB Thank you!!! Diet Coke through my nose and onto the keyboard. Man that burns! 😀
An oldie but a goodie!
I had forgotten about this one…..I laughed *way too hard* at that.
My IQ went up about 300 points while I listened to that. The oxygen flowing to my brain from laughing myself silly helped a lot.
It’s people like this that make me look a hell of a lot smarter than I really am.
You know I have to say I watch my sprinklers in the morning and the same damn thing happens. We need a Blue Ribbon Panel formed to look into this eerie rainbow effect thingie. I’m tellin ya, it’s happening everywhere now! I started to believe it is the government Chem Trails Program gone awry! I mean every time I see an airliner these days…there they are, those damn Chem Trails. They’re seeding our nation with something to make us passive, non gun owning, Democrat voting robots!
How about a Pabst Blue Ribbon Panel?
Eggs…At least a PBR Panel could come up with better answers.
Wonder if we could get a government grant to study it. $55 million should cover it, right?
http://youtu.be/YsdeAF_Prfo
http://youtu.be/TEUAicXcJCo
While having folks like this for neighbors might be a bit uncomfortable…it would NEVER be boring! 🙂
This guy gives more evidence of my thoughts that we should test people before they vote! Vinegar soaked towels, blown by a house fan, made it all the way to the airliner’s flight altitude and dissipated those trails! In less than an hour! This guy is absolutely nuts! I mean close to paranoid delusional nuts! Please sir, please…don’t vote!
… “uuuummm vinegar”
Ok guys … The unintended consequences: there is an ice pick in my brain now and I can’t unstuck it!
Try some drumming recordings and a few spots of Irish whiskey, Master Chief.
It soothes the pain.
And speak in Irish Gaelic whenever possible.
A towell soaked in vinegar,,, fixes everything…
*OOOOWWW!* MY BRAIN, IT STILL HURTS!!
Why do birds suddenly appear every time I come near? (I have bird food in my hands.)
I ran into a guy who thought the sun had exploded because he saw a pair of sundogs one winter morning. I asked him if he had ever been outside his bedroom before in his life. (He didn’t like that question.)
I ran into another guy who thought the crows in the trees were speaking some secret language. He was quite earnest about it. I told him yes, they were speaking a secret language: corvid. Then he asked me if the government knew about it. I said yes, they do and they’re working on it.
I was at Sand Lake shooting pictures of frogs and dragonflies when some people pulled up next to me on the road and asked me if I knew why the deer (whitetails) were so small, and did I know where they could buy one for the back yard. I asked them where they were from: da Beeg City.
I run into people like this all the time. Their ignorance is appalling, but not surprising. There is some discomfort in knowing that when things go to pieces they will knock on my back door and expect me to feed them, because all the stores are out of food.
With neighbors like that, I think I’d move.
Ex-PH2 LMAO but you are so correct in your assessment.
So, when the time comes, “Like a good neighbor, Ex-PH2 will NOT be there”.
Sorry I should have added it was a “State Farm” reference. But I’m sure everyone caught it. Well, except for the 911 woman, the Blonde and the Chem Trail guy! 😀
Just remember,
“Half the people you meet are below average”. And the average keeps going down as more below average people reproduce. We keep fertilizing weeds and then wonder why there are so many.
“Idiocracy” is a documentary.
I like the folks who castigate me for liking guns (I used to have some before they were all stolen, for the record) and then say “if the shit hits the fan, I’m headed for your place”. Like I need more targets?
First we had an “alleged” attorney in Oregon reporting to police that his bushes were rustling, and now we have a woman in Florida reporting black circles in the sky. These are warning signs of the coming apocalypse. Anyone you guys have some vintage Desert Shield MREs that you can spot me?
Sure! I’ve got a Pork Patty (Dehydrated), Beef Patty (Dehydrated), Potatoes Au Gratin and Ham and Chicken Loaf with your (screen) name on them.
I remember when I was just another meatheaded college freshman and I was talking to the Dormitory RA (Residential Assistant) for my floor who was the ROTC BC that year, and he was telling me of when he was in ROTC Advanced Camp and he had to “Do some business”, that’s when he came across another Cadet that didn’t drink enough water with his MRE’s, and he was squatted over a slit trench redder than a ripe beet, grunting with tears in his eyes trying to shit the under-hydrated MRE’s from his digestive tract, something I wish upon nearly every poser outed here on TAH!!
Hey LebbenB, when I was an AD Troop, the “Potatoes Au Rotten” were about as popular as the “Omelet with Ham” MRE, sometimes there would be fistfights over those, and the loser had to eat one!!
You never forget your first St. Pauli Girl, and you never forget your first MRE shit. I was over in Desert Shield with BSSG 7. Nothing but MREs for the first ten days. And on the eleventh day….. Now I know what childbirth feels like. I should have passed out cigars.
I refer to my MRE shits as “temporal”: I’m passing things that I haven’t eaten yet.
For us, the bottom of the barrel when it came to gen 1 MREs was chicken a la king. It had NO redeeming qualities, unlike the ham and egg C Rat, which had both pound cake AND fruit cocktail to make up for the shitty main meal.
C-rat spicy pork packed in gelled grease….
BBQ’d over a small fire with Tabasco dribbled on, wasn’t bad.
Cold though … bleck (cough-cough)
Pork Patty! With some Cajun spices and enough time to reconstitute that sawdust brick, it was pretty good eating. Much better than the Chicken Al La King that sent me directly from and FTX to the nearest Military hospital……
The best thing about pork patty was that it contained instant ketchup. Take that, add too much water and instead of ketchup, you got tomato soup.
I’ll have to check. Might be some stuff left over from the Tet Offensive.
That last sentence should read “Any of you guys have some vintage Desert Shield MREs that you can spot me”
Hack Stone Publishing regrets the error.
There may be some left, but word has it that Chevyliar rat-fucked all the boxes and the cheese in missing.
There may be some left, but word has it that Chevyliar rat-fucked all the boxes and the cheese is missing.
Man, I can’t stand a chow thief!
Or the people that eat the charms.
I can’t watch the video posted, but I can the ones in the comments. What no one is going to post about the lady complaining to a radio station about the deer not crossing a road?
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RFCrJleggrI&w=420&h=315%5D
Back in November or December of 2013, I came out of a late meeting on the main side of Quantico. It was 19:45ish, of course it was dark out, and not many cars on the road. I head down Barnett Avenue, and come upon a group of cars stopped in the road over by the firehouse and base theater. Okay, why are there cars stopped at this time of night? Then I spot four deer crossing the road. They were all in the crosswalk. Good for them. They must have been reading the safety notices in the base newspaper. That being said, however, I did notice that none of them were wearing the required reflective vest. Baby steps. Or in this case, Bambi steps.
re: the vests.
Good thing the Sergeant Major wasn’t there, eh? No vests is probably grounds for a stripe … 😛