Showing posts with label radon testing. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 1, 2024

Info Wars Conspiracies That Turned Out To Be True


In their years of spouting hateful screeds and wack-a-doodle conspiracies, Info Wars has occasionally gotten some things right. Here are a few examples:

• 3 of the 5 members of *NSYNC are in fact Lizard People (not Justin)

• 9 Volt batteries have been proven to cause AIDS in RC cars

• Yes, radon detectors are just devices for actor Jeff Bridges to spy on everyone

• The Battle of Bunker Hill never happened and was a false flag op, historians now say.

• Actress Suzanne Somers was a Kremlin operative, eventually replaced by a convincing android

• All if the Beatles are alive on the International Space Station, and they HATE you

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

This Week In Hip Hop Awfulness


Ciara was the only customer at Lex Luthor's western bar.


Wow, how did they find a 12 year old conspiracy theorist to draw the cover?


There's a lot going on here. But I'll allow it.


The amount of effort it took to take a screenshot, boy howdy.


Okay, this one completely confuses me. The album probably smells like Old Spice.


I'm disturbed, but I also want to burst out laughing. STUDENT WORK!


Ouch. Somebody is still reeling from that night at junior prom.




WORD CLOUDS ARE SO STREET.


Arby's has a pretty brutal ketchup dispenser nowadays.

Monday, September 9, 2013

How's This For A Depressing Piece of Junk Mail

Man, there are so many perks to being Catholic. Like the inherent cultural guilt. Or the forty or so odd confirmation ceremonies you have to endure before you're an "adult." Or getting on the mailing list of the Archdiocese of Newark so you receive junk mail for mausoleum plots. 


I got this lovely full-color brochure for the "beautiful and majestic" Gate of Heaven Chapel Mausoleum just last week, and I gotta say, if I hadn't watched "Phantasm" back in the day, I'd consider chucking my corpse in one of those dresser drawers. No I wouldn't.  



I guess the most interesting part of the brochure is the "0% interest financing," which means this bad boy is probably pretty expensive. I guess it either teaches young people the value of saving all the way up till they grow up and croak or gives dying people the opportunity to really stick some serious debt to their loved ones. Because fuck them. Especially Nancy.




(Don't think that it escaped me that the two previous jokes centered around Germans.)



Stay tuned as I come around to downloading the mobile app to see what the heck that thing does. Because I'm curious now. Can you talk to the dead with it? Does it offer human remains Instagram filters? Does it track the police so you and your teen girlfriend can get it on under the gazebo?