The Pirate’s Prayer

Posted on December 30th, 2007 in Humour, Internet, Religion by Christodolus || No Comment

I noticed that Marc posted about a spoof prayer to aXXo (a well known ripper), and I couldn’t help but notice that it was mostly a copy from something I’d seen ages ago that’s probably a derivative of something even earlier, from the times of floppies even.

Our father, who art a pirate
Filesharing be thy name,
From edonkey it’ll come,
Or bittorrent its from,
On computers as it is on trackers.
Give us this day our daily copy
And forgive us, our leeches
As we forgive those who leech from us.
And lead us not into court
But deliver us from the mpaa
For thine is the backup
For ever and ever
Amen

Here’s a slightly different reference.

Unexplainable pictures - Another One

Posted on December 25th, 2007 in Humour, Internet by Christodolus || 2 Comments

I remember posting a previous picture that made absolutely no sense! Here’s another one:

Darth Vader At Sea!

Maybe he’s searching for the Death Starfish ha ha ha, wait, why is no one laughing?

The last of the pack of bar jokes

Posted on December 17th, 2007 in Humour by Christodolus || 2 Comments

You know, psychologists have spent years attempting to find out why jokes work, and they have some really weird explanations for some of them. Take, for instance, the theory that jokes create new pathways in the mind, new patterns and they don’t work a second time because the pattern has already been created. Fascinating idea.

A guy walks into a bar and sits down next to a lady and a dog. The man asks, “Does your dog bite?” The lady answers, “Never!” The man reaches out to pet the dog, and the dog bites his hand. The man says, “I thought you said your dog doesn’t bite!” The woman replies, “He doesn’t. That’s not my dog.”

A guy walks into a bar. A horse behind the bar serving drinks. The guy is just staring at the horse, when the horse says, “What are you staring at? Haven’t you ever seen a horse serving drinks before?” The guy says, “Honestly, no. I never thought the parrot would sell the place.”

A skeleton walks into a bar. The bartender asks, “What’ll you have?” The skeleton says, “Give me a beer, and a mop.”

A polar bear, a giraffe and a penguin walk into a bar. The bartender says, “What is this, some kind of joke?”

A guy walks into a bar in Cork, in Ireland, and asks the barman: “What’s the quickest way to get to Dublin?” “Are you walking or driving?” asks the barman. “Driving,” says a man. “That’s the quickest way,” says the barman.

A fellow walks into a pub near Buckingham Palace in London, sits down, and says, “Give me a beer. I’ve had a rough day at work.” And the bartender says, “Oh? What do you do?” The guy says, “I take care of the corgis–you know, the dogs the royal family owns.” The bartender asks, “Tough job, huh? The guy says, “Yeah. All that inbreeding has led to low intelligence and bad temperaments. And the dogs aren’t too smart, either.”

A man goes into a bar and says, “Give me a drink before the trouble starts.” And the bartender pours him a drink. He drinks it and says, “Give me another drink before the trouble starts.” He downs that one and says quotation mark, give me another drink before the trouble starts.” Finally, the bartender asks, “Just when is this trouble going to start?” The man says, “The trouble starts just as soon as I tell you that I don’t have any money.”

A tourist goes into a bar where a dog is sitting in a chair playing poker. He asks, “Is that dog there really playing poker?” And the bartender says, “Yeah, but he’s not too smart. Whenever he has a good hand, he starts wagging his tail.”

This cowboy walks into a bar and orders a beer. His hat is made of brown wrapping paper. And so are his shirt, vest, chaps, pants, and boots. His spurs are also made of paper. Pretty soon, the sheriff arrives and arrests him for rustling.

A guy goes into a bar, orders four shots of the most expensive 30-year-old single malt Scotch whisky and downs them one after the other. The bartender says, “You seem to be in a great hurry.” The guy says, “You would be too if you had what I have.” The bartender asks, “What have you got? “Fifty cents,” is the reply.

A Northerner walks into a bar in the Deep South around Christmas time. A small nativity scene is behind the bar, and the guy says, “That’s a nice nativity scene. But how come the three wise men are all wearing firemen’s hats?” And the bartender says, “Well, it says right there in the Bible–the three wise men came from afar.”

A man walked into a bar, sat down, and ordered a beer. As he sipped the beer, he heard a voice say, “Nice tie.” Looking around, he saw that the bar was empty except for him and the bartender. A few sips later, another voice said, “Beautiful shirt.” At this, the man calls the bartender over. “Say, I must be losing my mind,” he tells him. “I keep hearing these voices say nice things, and there is not a soul in here but us.” “It’s the peanuts,” explains the bartender, indicating a dish on the bar. “The peanuts?” “That’s right, the peanuts–they’re complementary.”

A man walks into a bar with a giraffe. He says, “A beer for me and one for my giraffe.” And they stand around drinking for hours until the giraffe passes out on the floor. The man pays the tab and gets up to leave. The bartender says, “Hey! You’re not going to leave that lyin’ on the floor, are you?” The man says, “That’s not a lion, it’s a giraffe.”

A guy walks into a bar with a German shepherd dog. The bartender says, “Hey buddy, can’t you read that sign? It says no dogs allowed! Get that mutt out of here!” The man replies, “No, I can’t read the sign–I’m blind, and this is my Seeing Eye dog.” The bartender is embarrassed and gives the man a beer on the house. Later that day, the man tells his friend about it: “I told him I was blind, and I got a free beer!” The friend then takes his dog into the bar and sits down. The bartender says, “The sign says no dogs allowed! You’ll have to leave!” The friend says, “Sorry, I can’t see the sign because I’m blind, and this is my Seeing Eye dog.” The bartender replies, “Since when do they give out Chihuahuas as Seeing Eye dogs?” The man says, “They gave me a Chihuahua?”

A blind man walks into a bar, grabs his dog by its hind legs and swings him around in a circle. The bartender says, “Hey, buddy, what are you doing?” And the blind man says, “Don’t mind me. I’m just looking around.”

A man walks into a bar looking sad, and the bartender asks him, “What’s the matter?” The man says, “My wife and I had a fight, and she told me she wasn’t going to speak to me for a month. The month is up today.”

This guy walks into a bar and orders a drink. He looks in his pocket and orders another drink, looks in his pocket and orders still another drink. His curiosity aroused, the bartender asks, “What are you doing? What’s in your pocket?” And the guy says, “It’s a picture of my wife. When she starts looking good to me, I know it’s time to go home.”

The rest of them jokes

Posted on December 15th, 2007 in Humour by Christodolus || No Comment

Some of these are really good. Have you read the Asimov story about how jokes come about? They ask Multivac all sorts of questions hoping to get the answer and when they do get it, they don’t like it at all. The name of the story is ‘The Jokester’ and it’s worth a read. Asimov loves Multivac, doesn’t he?

A little pig goes into a bar and orders ten drinks. He finishes them and the bartender says, “Don’t you want to know where the toilet is?” The pig says, “No, thanks, I go wee-wee-wee all the way home.”

RenĂ© Descartes is in a bar at closing time. The bartender asks him if he’d like another drink. Descartes says, “I think not,” and he disappears.

A bear walks into a bar and says, “I’d like a beer and . . . . a packet of peanuts. The barman says, why the big pause?”

A kangaroo walks into a bar and orders a beer. The bartender says, “That’ll be $10. You know, we don’t get many kangaroos coming in here.” The kangaroo says, “At $10 a beer, it’s not hard to understand.”

A termite walks into a bar and asks, “Is the bar tender here?”

A cheeseburger walks into a bar, and the bartender says, “Sorry, we don’t serve food in here.”

A dog with his foot wrapped in a bloody bandage hobbles into a Western saloon. He sidles up to the bar and announces: “I’m lookin’ fer the man that shot my paw.”

A baby seal walks into a bar. “What can I get you?” asks the bartender. “Anything but a Canadian Club,” replies the seal.

A grasshopper hops into a bar. The bartender says, “You’re quite a celebrity around here. We’ve even got a drink named after you.” The grasshopper says, “You’ve got a drink named Steve?”

A goldfish flops into a bar and looks at the bartender. The bartender asks, “What can I get you?” The goldfish says, “Water.”

Some more bar jokes

Posted on December 12th, 2007 in Humour by Christodolus || No Comment

Vijay claimed that the list was too long, so I’ll split it into multiple posts.

A Latin scholar walks into a bar and says, “I’ll have a martinus.” The bartender asks him. “Don’t you mean martini?” The man tells the bartender, “Listen, if I wanted two or more drinks I would have asked for them.”

A horse walks into a bar. The bartender asks, “So, why the long face?” A variant on this joke during the 2004 presidential campaign substituted John Kerry for the horse, but the punch line remains the same.

A penguin walks into a bar and asks the bartender, “Has my father been in here?” The bartender says, “I don’t know. What does he look like?”

A brain goes into a bar and says to the bartender, “I’ll have a beer, please.” The bartender says, “Sorry, I can’t serve you. You’re out of your head.”

Unexplainable pictures

Posted on December 11th, 2007 in Humour, Internet by Christodolus || 1 Comment

The Internet is a funny place. If you can think of something there’s text on it, if you can dream it there’s a picture, and if you believe it’s impossible there’s a video of it. Some of these pictures make no sense. In fact, I bet if you saw all the pictures like this you’d be wondering what you’re doing here in front of a computer instead of making more of them. Here’s one:

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College Auditions Quiz Finals

Posted on December 7th, 2007 in College, Quiz by Christodolus || No Comment

The College Auditions 2007 had a couple of good questions, and we took lots of it to the Deep Woods quiz too simply because they were good. There was less trivia in the Deep Woods quiz though, I hate trivia. Which year did, how many toenails does, useful information.

College Auditions Quiz Finals [PDF]

The Honour Plaque - Chetan

Posted on December 3rd, 2007 in Alternation, School by Christodolus || No Comment

Chetan was Marc’s friend from SJBN, hilarious bugger, reminded me of one guy in school, except Chetan is really funny. Really. He has like long trips on Marc’s posts and stuff like that. Once upon a time he was on our side.

Toxichermit a.k.a Chetan

Allegiance: Marc “The Tyrant” Zephyrin

Weapon of choice: Giant fader in the sky.

Toxichermit, once a renowned sage, who was consulted on topics ranging from whether to brush one’s teeth to how to assault “The Tyrant’s” impregnable fortress, is now a Marc loyalist. No one knows what motivated him to change his stand and to forsake all those who trusted him though it is likely that the warriors’ constant mis-pronounciation (Toxi-chermit instead of Toxic hermit) and mis-spelling (Chethan instead of Chetan) of his name pushed him to shift allegiance.

Now he has power which even the greatest of warlords would only dream of wielding. His position as The Tyrant’s right hand man and Chief Brain-Pulper (CBP) allows him the power to crush (literally) his opponents spirits.

Toxichermit belonged to a very famous tribe, which was once almost eradicated. He is the last survivor, all other members having passed from reality to legend. He now uses his intellect to slander and spread dis-information about the Rebels, calling them rats. His tribe’s appetite for rat-burgers is well known and this particular comment is no coincidence. With ultimate control over what he calls the “efFIGY” (Great Fader In the Sky), he finds it easy to align peoples opinion in his favour by caricaturing Rebel leaders variously as rodents and brain-damaged MwP violators.

He finds it amusing to torture Rebel warriors with unspeakable methods, including queuing their posts for deletion and using inappropriate smilies thereby reducing their great minds to pulp. This earned him the name “Satan” which was corrupted to “Chetan” due to the inability of pulp-brain warriors to talk clearly.

With the Rebellion fading and its proponents being either liquidated or converted to loyalists, Chetan’s defection could be the last straw to break Its back.

Last Sighting: Roaming the “Me, Myself and Technology” grounds, searching for bugs and rats.

Conclusion: Extremely dangerous when supported by a group. Do not attempt to return him to the fold, it is too late.