Did you ever need an idea when something absurd finds its way into your world (or perhaps just your head) and bam! You have to do something with it. That happened to me twice today.
The first I published earlier. Something about man buns and covid nonsense and what I published is nothing like how it played out in my head, but that happens. And then you change the headline. Five or six times. And the text. And… well, there it is.
Blogging is not always like sh!t through a goose though I know some folks think it’s that easy for me. It often is but it took a lot of time and attention to get from there to here, and I’m not “there” yet. It’s a work in progress, like this ONT.
The second thing is the picture from iFunny that I used for the featured pic above. ⇑
Tom Cruise is beginning to look like a middle-aged lesbian – in that image. And there’s nothing wrong with that because there’s plenty wrong with him when he wasn’t looking lesbianish in that screen grab. Not because he was a Scientologist but because he was a psycho Scientologist.
Crazy, like, well this.
We’ve made this point often, and it continues to be more true the longer the madness continues. You are not the resistance if you are not opposing the tyranny poised end of the Republic. You are the opposite of that.
Or this?
And while true, the police state they want in the name of common sense (gun laws) will end in more gun deaths, tobacco deaths (or a replacement), and alcohol deaths because life and death have nothing to do with any of that. It’s about politics and power.
[Insert picture of me kicking the rhetorical dead horse]
Or this bit of actual science doing business as truth and humor.
Obese comorbid ‘Americans’ accounted for a lot of the actual COVID-related deaths. Much the way that they account for a lot of the deaths in general. It’s unhealthy. And while this may be a jab at the US by some Euro-trash douche (see also, wars for oil), it’s true.
The same progressive culture that insists on a mystery-chemical Jab™ also abhors GMO foods, praises the obese, and gets angry about body-shaming. My back of the envelope prognosis is that since they also want to depopulate the planet to save it that they want these otherwise fine people to die sooner. Convincing them to infect themselves can’t be an accident.
Finally, because this is about crazy things I saw today, we have these.
Inflated one-piece bodysuit with poof pants and matching jacket.
Is this Popeye 2021. I just ate’s some of me spinach! and looks at me musckles! Guh-guh-guh-guh-guh.
The shoes are slip-on or loafers or something, yes.
Or is this some sort of torture (besides looking at it, I mean)?
It’s a trap! You can only wear them with special-laced shoes that have those laces that never stay tied – and you can’t see your feet to tie them. If you trip, the poofy part makes craking your hear on the curb that much more dangerous but great for views because someone will have recorded that.
The perfect journey back to infantile days when you needed an adult to tie your shoes and then fell but, unlike a toddler, probably did not get back up. No crying because you are unconscious or dead. But you look… ridiculous!
I hope the pantsuit comes with a custom designer inflator and patch kit if you have to pop (not poop) your pants to tie your shoes. Or maybe loafers but nice ones.
It’s not good for business if you kill your clients in the name of progressive design, unlike Progressive politicians, whose goal appears to be to kill as many of us as they can.
Update: fixed some confusing construction – wrote this late, must have been dozing off and dreaming about the stoopid poofy pants.
