Things were not going well for President T-Rex. Pangaea was united against his “eat the enemy” foreign policy. He was still reelected.
The four horsemen descended upon the world. They got mugged in South Africa and ignored in New York.
“Fuck this.”
They left.
“Mr. Jones,” said the doctor,” I’m afraid you have cancer.”
Jones moaned in despair.
“Just kidding!”
Jones sighed in relief.
“It’s AIDS.”
“If I believe in myself, I can do anything!”
Self-confidence alone cannot counter the theory of gravity.
Her death was ruled suicide.
The lights went out. A gun went off. A woman screamed. Lights returned. Everyone was fine. The night continued without further incident.















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As always yours are much better than mine *sigh*. The last one is definately the best. You have quite the talent for throwing in an unexpected twist while still making it seem normal.
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"It must be a Thursday, I could never get the hang of Thursdays..." -Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
Long live king Barnabus.
i should try writing some
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God is an existentialist.
Good job, as always!
My eye...!
President T-rex more like B-rex am i rite??
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looks like someone is taking the internet seriously
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