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(Originally posted Saturday, January 19, 2008 )

Random Google Searches Today, Jan. 19

Economy + recession

“Economic collapse”

“Are we having an economic collapse?”

“Are we having having an economic collapse in Crawfordsville, Indiana?”

Mortgages

Mortgages and “in the toilet”

“What are mortgage-backed securities?”

“What are collateralized debt obligations?”

“Do we have collateralized debt obligations in Crawfordsville, Indiana?”

“Is my home owned by Arabs?”

“Arabs taking over the country”

“Arabs buying the ports”

Bush + Arabs + ports

Bush + Arabs + Dubai

Crawfordsville + housing + rentals

Crawfordsville + housing + Arabs

“Britney Spears”

“Jamie Lynn Spears”

Drinking + pregnant

“What happens if I drink while pregnant”

“What if I drink and do not know I am pregnant?”

“What if I smoke and do not know I am pregnant.”

“What if I do whippets and know that I am pregnant”

Crawfordsville + divorce

Crawfordsville + “divorce rate”

Crawfordsville + “divorce rate” + “state of emergency”

Crawfordsville + “divorce attorney”

Crawfordsville + “cheap divorce attorney”

Crawfordsville + “marriage counselor”

“Dr. Phil”

“Dr. Phil” + Oprah

“Dr. Phil” + Oprah + Britney

Oprah + single

“Is Oprah single?”

“Does Oprah own my house?”

“Who doesn’t own my house?”

Crawfordsville + “statutory rape”

Crawfordsville + “sex with students”

Crawfordsville + “sex with male student”

“Mary Kay La Tur No”

“Mary Kay Letourneau”

“Mary Kay LeTornneau” + happy

“Mary Kay LeTorneau” + hero

“Mary Kay Letourneau defense fund”

“in-home pregnancy tests”

“in-home pregnancy tests” + “statutory rape”

Crawfordsville + “bail jumper”

Crawfordsville + “bus schedule”

(Originally posted Friday, January 18, 2008 )

I don’t spend enough time answering MySpace questionnaires. Probably because these are the kind of answers I would give:

1.How long do you spend in the shower?
An hour after I’ve killed a man.

2. Name something a football player wears under his uniform.
Nipple clamps

3. Name something people hate to find on their windshield.
A dead otter

4. Name something a man might buy before a date.
Dental insurance

5. What’s another word for blemish?
Supperating carbuncle

6. Name a food often cooked in the microwave.
Raw wolverine

7. Name a piece of furniture people need help moving.
Emotional baggage.

8. Name a reason a younger man might like an older woman.
The protein

9. Name something a dog does that embarrasses its owner.
Tells racist jokes

10. Name a kind of test you cannot study for
A litmus test

11. Name something a boy scout gets a badge for.
Knowing all the words to “Bringing Sexy Back”

12. Name a phrase with the word ‘Home’ in it.
“Home is where I buried the bodies.”

13. Name a sport where players lose teeth.
A human-eating contest among a school of sharks

14. Name something a teacher can do to ruin a student’s day.
Give them a golden shower

15. What is a way you can tell someone has been crying?
His tears are washing the blood off his mouth

16. Name something found at a seance.
Spirits, ghosts, angels, Jesus, unicorns, Rainbow Brite, Jackie Kennedy, aliens and the Pillsbury Doughboy

17. Name a bird you wouldn’t want to eat.
A jail bird

18. Name something that gets folded.
Ben Folds Five. Manifolds. O.J. in prison.

19. Name something a person wears even if it has a hole in it.
Courtney Love

20. Name something that gets smaller the more you use it.
Life

*Note 2/5/26: I used to and sometimes still do use filthy sex talk as part of my work as a humorist, and sometimes that includes jokes about children and their rather silly understanding of sexual development. But given our sensitive age, one needs to make damn sure such jokes are funny. One of the original jokes here wasn’t funny enough to withstand repeated readings and has been changed. 

(Originally posted Friday, January 18, 2008 )

The stock market has tumbled 9% this year, and the Fed and the Bush Administration are trying to ward off ruin with new economic stimulation initiatives.

What was the progression of events that brought the economy down?

–*First, middle and low-income people decided to buy houses, not realizing that they were not good enough people to own houses.

–*When they went looking for money to borrow for those houses, they found willing help from lenders who didn’t care if you had bad teeth, a shitty car, a tattoo, eight illegitimate children, 10 credit cards, a smack habit, three plasma TVs, a hooker in Reno who still thinks you’re going to marry her … and most important, they didn’t care if you had never paid your bills in your life. If you were lucky, the mortgage closure process could be finished while you were still on the parking meter.

–*These bad loans were put into little tiny pies, cut up, and then passed around to hundreds of banks with their horrible monetary version of botulism inside.

–*Further spreading the horrible paralytic toxin around, these things fell into mutual funds, hedge funds and big cake-like structured bank loans until nobody knew what kind of shit they were eating.

–*Given all the spotty loans, banks looked at their balance sheets and said, “Hey, there’s no way we have this much money.” And then they began to draw lines through all of the little numbers as they tried to figure out how much money they might actually have. Then they began to fire everybody.

–*Because nobody now knows at this point in 2008 how much it should cost somebody to loan money to somebody else, the banks said, “Fuck it! Let’s not loan money to anybody!”

–*Meanwhile, all the nice people with tattoos and plasma TVs moved out of the new houses they shouldn’t have owned in the first place and moved in with their sisters and their sisters’ husbands. That left a lot of empty houses, which are now being rented as the prices drop like a whore’s knickers on VJ Day.

–*Now that people’s homes have fallen in price, they are now spending less money on discretionary items such as Nintendos, cars, furniture, Vuitton Bags, Miu-Miu sandals and insulin, and saving their money only for important things like chocolate and beer. This slows down manufacturing, increases unemployment and forces people to lose their child-like faith in total uninterrupted lifelong prosperity, security and happiness.

–*…after which time they usually blame the sorry sack of shit who happens to be president.

(Originally posted Friday, January 18, 2008 )

Hey all,

Remember, you can watch “The Retributioners” on both YouTube and “Funny or Die,” Will Ferrell’s site for funny videos. If you go onto “Funny or Die,” please vote for us and keep us from “Die-ing.”

http://www.funnyordie.com/theretributioners

Stephanie is going to start posting her “Retributioners” blog simultaneously on both MySpace and, now for the first time, on Blogger. The Blogger Web site is here:

http://theretributioners.blogspot.com/

I might start doing something like this myself at some point in the future. Depending on how much traffic I get from you good people.

(Originally posted Wednesday, January 16, 2008 )

After much waiting, here is Episode 2 of “The Retributioners.”

Arggggg!

(Originally posted Wednesday, January 16, 2008 )

Sound problems are frustrating our best attempts to bring you the new “Retributioners.” Shit! It looks good in the editing software, but the Quicktime compression is violating and suppressing all the music on the soundtrack. This didn’t happen last time.

God damnit! Any tech heads want to weigh in, feel free. Otherwise, this might be waiting until tomorrow.

Fuck, shit and onions!

“Duster” Lyrics

(Originally posted Tuesday, January 15, 2008 )

“Duster” (the somewhat fudged, but nonetheless astronomically inaccurate lyrics of a very loud song, sort of )
by ER Salo Deguierre

I can see the full moon rise
And then Oklahoma City rise
Up a crack inside the windshield of my car

We can sing out the open windows
Or you can punch me in my nose
And I feel blessed
Keep driving west
And let it go

I’ve seen red furrows torn
By a plowman in the morning
Could a plowman be so vicious
To his own?

Could I smile in the rain
That calls me back
To a broke down burger shack
Where we used to say
Let’s smoke this day into the past

I could tear off my skull
And I’d still never have my answer
But a wish is father to nothing
As far as I know

But I don’t care if the sun don’t shine
That’s just how I weave my time
We’ll live again
Inside our heads one day I know

Fresh wind blows through the grass
Like a hundred guitars strumming
And I’m here embracing life
And smile at death’s coming

Retributioneering

(Originally posted Tuesday, January 15, 2008 )

Yes folks, it is almost that time again. Stephanie and I had planned on rolling out a new “Retributioners” once a month, and until recently, we had been on schedule–even given a two-week Christmas holiday in Oklahoma and Tex-ass. But then disaster struck at home, and we had to put off the editing of episode 2 for another week.

But now it is almost done. We are hoping to get it up tonight or tomorrow latest. Most of the work required now is just credits and music and spit and polish. Stay tuned for “Episode 2: Juanita Crackwhore.” And then it’s on to Episode 3. We hope not to make you wait as long for that one as you did for Season 6 of “The Sopranos.” Did that take a decade to finish or what?

(Originally posted Tuesday, January 15, 2008 )

Yahoo! News is putting a preponderant amount of animal stories into its daily news mix. Could it be that there are really this many cute, fluffy pet stories that are really pertinent to us, during this, a time of war, economic crisis, political upheaval, and the threat of environmental catastrophe? Or maybe it’s something more universal at work. I think it was ancient Chinese philosopher Lao tzu who first said, “You know, people love pet stories.”

What are some of the big animal stories pushing murder and malfeasance off the front pages?

–*A group of three Doberman pinschers have learned to ride segways around the yard in Seattle.

–*A golden retriever named Dolph might have found WMDs in Iraq.

–*The United States has already invaded Iran using an all-dolphin force.

–*A gorilla at the San Diego Zoo has learned to say “fuck this fucking shit” in sign language.

–*A man who fed his dog McDonald’s food every day for a year now has a really fat dog.

–*Minnesotans say they have found a cat who knows instinctively when human beings are about to excuse themselves to go to the bathroom, fake their orgasms, or die.

–*A boy who didn’t like all the media attention his two-headed dog was getting killed it, “Of Mice and Men”-style.

–*We put a frog on a toy motorcycle and took a picture of it. Yes, that’s the news.

–*Here is a really cute picture of a small variety of lemur called an “aye aye.” And next up is video footage of a Madagascar woman trying to kill it with a hoe.

–*The city of Rome is infested with wild cats. Here are pictures of all the wild, wild cats.

–*Here’s a picture of a baby polar bear. We say “baby” polar bear because it’s cuter than calling it a cub. Doesn’t matter. They’re all going to die.

–*This is a picture of a bulldog with a Wisconsin cheese-head hat on it. Don’t worry. The dog doesn’t have any idea what “dignity” means.

–*Your Chihuahua would eat half your foot if it had a chance and look damn cute doing so. A Yahoo! investigation.

(Originally posted Tuesday, January 15, 2008 )

What would people say if they were to actually articulate the ways they usually behaved?

–*I don’t like my job as a lawyer working 80 hours a week, but I keep doing it because it affords me a sense of prestige and allows me all kinds of social posturing that I cannot live without.

–*There are many seats in this coffee house, but I want yours because I always sit there and it gives me a sense of consistency and familiarity that behooves my particular chemical imbalance.

–*People who do the right thing are usually obnoxious, which is why I like to punch them in the face.

–*Fairly often, I like to get rid of all my clothes, mainly because they remind me of things I don’t like about myself.

–*Fairly often, I like to get rid of all my friends, mainly because they remind me of things I don’t like about myself. Then I like to marry a European.

–*I need a really strong mook of a guy who has no feminine qualities so that I feel more like a girl. Because for much of my life, I haven’t.

–*Boney, sickly skinny women aren’t really that attractive, but I will take you because it still reflects well on me.

–*I like to repeat to anybody who will listen that I am an artist because it helps put salve on a sorely lacking sense of identity.

–*I want to convert and marry into a Hasidic Jewish community and wear a wig and not touch anybody when I menstruate because it will help salve a sorely lacking sense of identity.

–*I want to be president because I’d be so powerful I’d get to fuck a lot of chicks.

–*I like to sleep with third-tier celebrities because of my overarching sense of worthlessness.

–*I like to say I’m related to Herve Villechaize because I can’t stand it when nobody pays attention to me.

–*I like to make a list of enemies whenever I start a new job. That way my paranoia has faces and names I can assign to it.

–*I like to pace around the house because I am deathly afraid I will accomplish something awful if I sit down.

–*I like to show the spots on my big wings to attract a mate because I am a monarch butterfly.

–*I like to show my cleavage to stockbrokers because I am a skank from Staten Island.

–*I like to play air guitar because I am frightened that I would actually have to practice a real one.

–*I like to play a real guitar, because it’s a real turn-on to a girl, at least until you marry her.

–*I like to fight for the last seat on the bus with old women, even if I don’t really need it, just because I am hard-wired to be competitive and assert my dominance, and I am hoping that all the potential mates around me will then pick up on my manly scent.

–*I’m pretty, so I don’t have to say anything.

–*I’m not pretty, and sometimes it feels like I’ve got to talk forever and ever and ever.