Satire

Love or Love Bombing? How to Spot the Difference Before It Hits
Thus, I was right there, staying out of other people's affairs, looking at TikTok in my workout pants (clearly), when I ran over one more horrendously appealing 22-year-previous lifestyle mentor. In a voice so quiet that it could have been artificial intelligence produced, she talked about "affection besieging." I stopped mid-chomp of my basic reassurance chips, similar to, stand by a moment — what for the sake of generational injury is this?
By The Dreamer Faisalabout a year ago in Humor
Up Is Down, So Bottom’s Up
The date is approaching. January 20th, 2025 — as in ‘Project 2025’. The Inauguration of the 47th President of the United States!
By J Morganabout a year ago in Humor
Smile like You Meme it! ⚡😎👍. Top Story - January 2025.
Hello again! 👋😁⚡ I'm __Lightning Bolt. If you don't know who I am by now, shame, shame! I'd put a curse on you but I'm a superhero, so I'm obligated not to be that petty. Seriously, though... do your homework.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago in Humor
The Deep State of Forgetting
[Personal log entries recovered from the phone of Buck “The Truth” Thompson, UMSDERWPFLEPI (Ultra-Mega-Super-Duper Extreme Right Wing Patriot Freedom Liberty Eagle Party of Idaho) Chief of Counter-Memory Operations]
By Testabout a year ago in Humor
Hotel Rows Rock Andalusian Wedding of the Year!
The 17th Duke of Huescar, and his wife Sofia Palazuelo, recently baptised their second child Sofia Fernanda Dolores Cayetana Teresa Angela de la Cruz Micaela del Santisimo Sacramento del Perpetuo Socorro de la Santisima Trinidad y de Todos Los Santos. (Sky News, 26 October 2023)
By Brendan Donaghyabout a year ago in Humor
Holiday Cheer Comes Second To Carbon Neutrality This Year
As a responsible caregiver, it is your duty to ensure that your children curb their joy and expectations in light of the climate emergency this Holiday season. Here are 7 foolproof ways to mold your little ones into eco-conscious citizens, just in time for my annual carbon audit:
By New World Humorabout a year ago in Humor
The MMLM Revolution: How I Built a Medium Multi-Level Marketing Empire (While Writing About Building a Medium Multi-Level Marketing Empire)
A 3-minute read that will change your life (or at least generate enough content about changing your life to earn $0.17) I never thought I’d make it as a writer.
By Testabout a year ago in Humor
The New Math
Section 3-1 Suppose there was an ordered pair, Sine and Cosine, who found that each 1's set of elements functioned well. Their relation, however, seemed to be finite.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Humor
Meme-ing Christmas to All & To All A Fun Meme! 🎅🎄🎁. Top Story - December 2024.
⚡_______________ ⚡ Season Greetings! 👋😁⚡ Phone a friend! Tell your neighbors! Harass your in-laws! I'm __Lightning Bolt. ⚡ And boy, have I got a Christmas gift for you!
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a year ago in Humor
So, here's what happened
"Maybe I shouldn't have done it, and honestly I can not even say why I did. Perhaps it was too much rum and eggnog, maybe the multiple glasses of wine or the numerous shots of tequila, really it could have been anything. However, I wouldn't have done it, had I known their dog Farrah Pawcett, I swear that is what they named her, was going to jump on me. Because apparently I’m allergic to this four legged wonder, which caused me to sneeze violently, and unfortunetly, directly into Mrs. Krantz's face who WAY over reacted by throwing her hands up, causing her drink to fly in the air landing on Reverend Wilson, who tried to avoid the forty proof of Christmas liquid cheer, and lets be honest it was not her first glass of the night if you know what I'm saying. Anyways, the good reverend tried spinning away which failed horribly, because lets just say he indulged in more than his fair share of sacramental wine in the celebration of little baby Jesus. His flaying arms batted the tray of Hors d'oeuvres, carried by the Litchens thirteen-year-old daughter, bless the young thing she just wanted to help her parents with the party. Anyway, a mini quiche Florentine flew right across the room and....I shit you not, directly into the open mouth of Bob Knaffle. Who’s mouth is always open because he feels compelled to share his opinion on everything. Suddenly he became more dramatic than need be, but that's just my opinion. Well, Bob started running around beating on his chest trying to dislodge a half-baked egg mixture from his throat. Its Pastry Bob, it would have dissolved....But oh no, old Bob in his panic haste ran directly into Gretchen Pile, who was part of a choir dressed up in authentic eighteenth-century garb, which included holding real candles. Who does that now a-days? Although it was a nice touch as it did add to the Christmas atmosphere."
By JBazabout a year ago in Humor
The Day My Cat Became a Life Coach
There are two certainties in life: death and taxes. But if you’re a cat owner, there’s a third—your cat secretly rules your household. Mine, a fluffy dictator named Sir Whiskerton, had perfected the art of passive-aggressive domination. He ran the house with an iron paw, and I obeyed his every whim. Yet nothing prepared me for the day he decided to become my life coach.
By B Pily about a year ago in Humor
Merry Christmas, You're Fired.
By Sir Edward Bicycle Do you sometimes feel that, with the world tumbling in on us all, there's a very real lack of candour in our dealings with the powers-that-be? Here, at the Department of Social Scrutiny, we feel the same.
By Ian Vinceabout a year ago in Humor