Posts Tagged ‘humor’
…unless hysterical laughter is ok at your work. No, seriously. This is insanely great.
Khraigslist ‘missed connections’. Freakin’ *brilliant*. And oh, oh, oh, so terribly, horribly, hysterically realistic.
Apologies for not citing whomever on my flist who posted this, I’d closed all the LJ tabs before reading the link.
(Oh *do* shut up!)
Posted to ePlaya recently, someone commented I mean, how can you have a “green” flame thrower? Use cow farts instead of propane? “green” death camps? “green” barbie mutilation?
Bwahaha! Green death camps!
“No harsh delousing chemicals or agrobiz-tainted processed food here at Green Starvation Death Camp– inmates are staked out in the sun using fair-trade-certified 100% organic hemp and urban-wild-crafted recycled rebar. We minimize our harmful greenhouse emissions by sun-drying inmates instead of incinerating them. Inmates who ‘retire’ during the rainy season are sustainably composted, and will be reborn as fresh seasonal vegetables in our guards-only organic garden.”
They can run ads!
“Tired of being oppressed in ways that don’t match your green values? Thinking that you don’t want to risk being a peak-oil burden in a high-security deathcamp, even though you long to Act Out? Have no fear, Green Starvation Death Camp is here!
We respect your committment to green values by offering a completely sustainable deathcamp environment. Starvation diet, including water fasting, conserves our natural resources and is compatible with all vegetarian and vegan sensibilities. Persecution is performed by consenting guards with a life history of sadistic fulfillment, and all guards have full health and pension benefits, even seasonal and part-time workers. Even our pepper spray is certified 100% organic, and is delivered by an inert, ozone-safe propellant!
Act up, and get staked out! Green Starvation Death Camp needs YOU!”
… now if only I’d thought of this BEFORE we sent in our camp application!!
Um, mostly worksafe… “why are those people laughing?”
It just occurred to me that I want a wordlibeest, with delicate prancing hip-hip-hurrooves and a thick glossolalia coat.
PS: Not to be confused with its close cousin the worldlibeest, whose coat is more who-me, with a distinct flutter, and with a touch more jaded-green to the eyes.
PPS: And if this doesn’t smoke out of the woodwork, nothing will!