fb11 in idea barrages

We are now calling Q-Anon people “Flagcels”. That is all.

One thing to do is pretend that you think saline solution is called “sailing solution” “you know, because the ocean is salty”. That’s fun. That’s a good way to mess with people to squelch the ennui and the horrors alike, at least a little bit.

“I’m not saying anything, I’m just saying you look like the kind of guy who was in a frat in college and called his dick The Pledgehammer. It’s just an observation.”

If we’re going to just have mercenary groups running willy-nilly without us pretending they don’t exist, as used to be the fashion, they should at least have cooler names. “The Wagner Group” sounds like something on PBS at 5AM. How about “Social Wetworking”?

“Ain’t no law that says a dog can’t be the Pope” would be the thesis statement of a really wild children’s film called GOLDEN BELIEVER.

A Fastball parody about Little Miss Muffet called “The Whey”.

You can also call a boob window a “pec portal” depending who you are, who the person in the shirt is and what you’re into. I wasn’t born in a powdered wig, I’m not gonna judge.

If someone had named their video game console “Peartree” they would’ve had a killer Christmas commercial every year, built around the line “And a cartridge in a Peartree.” BUT NO ONE ASKED ME, AS IS ALWAYS THE MISTAKE.