Archive for the ‘Lunatics’ Category

SUCKS TO BE losing your flight attendant down the emergency chute

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010
Steven Slater (artist's rendering)

Steven Slater (artist's rendering)

Apparently, passengers on the JetBlue flight from Pittsburgh to New York had to do without their thimble of Diet Coke and their package of stale pretzels, as one of their flight attendants, Steven Slater, decided to quit being their fucking maid in mid-taxi. To prove he was serious, Slater grabbed one of the $4 Buds from the beer cart (without swiping his credit card, we presume) and exited down the emergency chute with a big F-U!

Without their highly-trained safety advisor, passengers were understandably frightened, as they wouldn’t be able to find the closest exit or figure out how to make the oxygen mask work. They were also nervous that there would be nobody to save them from that one guy who doesn’t realize that leaving his tray table down during landing could kill them all.

Sucks to be in harm’s way because of one disgruntled employee.

Slater was later arrested by authorities. He was charged with reckless endangerment. He was also given his Man Card back.

SUCK TO BE woken up from your dirt nap only to have your foot cut off

Tuesday, May 4th, 2010

N0505-Severed Foot_proSomeone once said, “Life sucks, then you die.”

What they forgot to mention was that when teen douchebag/whackjob Daniel Wayne Staley enters the picture, death sucks even worse.

It seems that recently,  Texas teen Daniel Dahmer Staley decided that just for kicks he would steal a foot from a corpse. So he dug up the grave, exhumed the body and then proceeded to saw off a limb.

Sucks to deal with those uneasy teen years from the beyond.

Daniel, it’s bad enough your victim had to shoo you off his lawn all those years. Now he has to  shoo you off of his grave, too?

Stop it already. And if you think it’s rough when the glee club picks on you for being too uncool, just wait till some out-of-the-blue ghost hobbles over to you and kicks your ass with the one good foot he has left.

Sucks to be beaten up by Casper.

SUCKS TO BE Roger Mayes, running on fumes

Friday, February 5th, 2010
"I won't pay for anything." Oh yes, you will, Roger. Oh yes, you will.

"I won't pay for anything." Oh yes, you will, Roger. Oh yes, you will.

“You are going to die and go to hell,” is what Roger Mayes yelled to the gas station clerk in a fit of rage before he drove his piece of shit 2001 Ford Explorer into the BP gas station that had the audacity to have a pre-pay policy for their fuel.

Roger, my friend, it sucks to be wound up like a 49-year-old virgin. Of all things in life that could flip someone’s psycho switch, yours was the mere thought of having to swipe your debit card to fill up your tank?

Not all the times you asked for ketchup for your FatAss Fries at the Mickey D’s drive thru and got one lousy packet? Not when you realized how badly damaged you were as a man because your dad called you a Nancy as a boy? Not watching the nightly news stories about the hurricane of unemployment and the tornado that destroyed your cousin’s trailer park?

Well, instead of just paying for your damn petro, you had to be subdued with a stun gun and you’re facing charges of attempted murder for nearly turning the gas station clerk into an oil stain (watch video here).

Sucks to be running on a tank full of lunacy.

SUCKS TO BE John Allen Muhammed, DC sniper on the express train to hell

Thursday, October 29th, 2009
Seven years ago this month, two sick lunatics otherwise known as John Allen Muhammed and Lee Boyd Malvo went on a killing spree in Washington, DC that left 10 people dead, and anyone still with a pulse tinkling their pants every time they got in the car.
And we’ll bet that at the time, John Allen Muhammed, you thought you were pretty badass, eluding authorities for three long weeks, sending the media and the entire country into a frenzy while you capped people efficiently from your car.
But now, we’ll bet that you’re the one pee-peeing your pants. Because on November 10, you’ll be executed by the Commonwealth of Virginia by lethal injection.
Now that’s what we call getting shot.
Sucks to be you.
You're in the crosshairs of the justice system now, dickwad.

You're in the crosshairs of the justice system now, dickwad.

Seven years ago this month, two sick lunatics otherwise known as John Allen Muhammed and Lee Boyd Malvo went on a killing spree in Washington, DC that left 10 people dead, and anyone still with a pulse tinkling their pants every time they got in the car.

And we’ll bet that at the time, John Allen Muhammed, you thought you were pretty badass, eluding authorities for three long weeks, sending the media and the entire country into a frenzy while you capped people efficiently from your car.

But now, we’ll bet that you’re the one pee-peeing your pants. Because on November 10, you’ll be executed by the Commonwealth of Virginia by lethal injection.

Now that’s what we call getting shot.

Sucks to be you.

SUCKS TO BE at the trial of James Orr, feces eater

Tuesday, September 8th, 2009
James Orr: crazy man, con man or connoisseur?

James Orr: crazy man, con man or connoisseur?

We’ll spare you the pictures. We’ll spare you the court stenographer’s detailed description. All we’ll say is if you weren’t in a Cincinnati courtroom when James Orr needed a snack, consider yourself lucky.

It seems the lifelong conman wanted to prove to the judge is was nuts. So what did he do? He whipped out his colostomy bag and made himself a feces and urine lunch.  Orr’s little impromtu homestyle buffet caused a full-scale hurlfest and sent the courtroom crowd into a shitstorm of a panic, the likes of which have not been seen since Wendy’s started serving fingers with their chili.

Orr, who clearly needed a few lessons from Miss Manners, left dookie on his lips, beard and hands, and scttered poo across the defense table where he was sitting.

Sucks to be the cleaning lady on duty that day, huh?

The judge, still trying to contain his own dry heaves, called for the court to be adjourned and for the area to be sealed off as a biohazard. No reports on what Mr. Orr will bring for breakfast when trial resumes later this week.

SUCKS TO BE Reba Stoner, loser who'll wait 10 days in line for a bargain

Monday, August 31st, 2009
Stoner.... perfect last name.

Stoner.... perfect last name.

You can call Reba Stoner a lot of things. Persistent. Frugal. Innovative. We’ll just go with certifiably insane. Why? Because early this week she began waiting in line for a sale. A sale that doesn’t begin for 240 hours.

Stoner, who drove all the way from Texas will be making a public nuisance and spectacle of herself in front of Denver’s Sniagrab, a trendy ski shop that is having a 50% off sale come Labor Day.

Man, and we  thought it was bad waiting behind the sweaty trailer park mom with 19 kids and 3 shopping carts of WalMart crap.  That’s nothing compared to camping outside a strip mall with nothing but a sack of sunflower seeds and a cooler full of goat’s milk.

Sucks to be that desperate to save a few bucks, Reba.

Our advice to the crazy little Girl Scout? Don’t wait outside the store. Break into  it. Because if they catch you and send you to jail, they’ll feed you, clothe you and give you a place to take a crap.

SUCKS TO BE sitting on a plane next to Keith Wright, mile high nudist

Thursday, July 2nd, 2009

Picture 5If you thought it was bad being stuck on a flight next to “Big-Fat-I-Want-To-Use-You-As-A-Pillow” Guy or  “Great! I-Have-Four- Hours-to-Tell-You-About-My-Grandkids” Lady or “Never-Been-on-a-Plane-So-I’ll-Puke-in-This-Bag” Dude, quit complaining.

Because at least you weren’t assigned a seat next to Keith Wright, a guy who decided to go au natural during his trip.

Hey, we know the restrictions on carry-on luggage are getting more stringent, but someone needs to tell Keith that carrying a pair of pants and a shirt around your body is still OK.

The incident occurred on US Airways flight 705 that was headed from North Carolina to Los Angeles. But when Mr. Wright performed his in-flight strip tease, the crew treated it as the entertainment equivalent of a terrorist attack and made an emergency landing in Albuquerque, NM.

Passengers were understandably upset. “When he laid the SkyMall catalog on his lap, I almost passed out,” commented one women. “I really wanted to find a birthday present in there for my husband.”

So the next time you’re stuck in the middle seat and really, really really have to pee, remember –  it could be worse.

SUCKS TO BE a member of the Church of Armed and Dangerous

Friday, June 5th, 2009
Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition

Praise the Lord, and pass the ammunition

Each Sunday, Pastor Ken Pagano of New Bethel Church in Louisville preaches the teachings of Jesus. Love. Compassion. Tolerance. Peace.

But this Sunday, the good pastor will be reading from the Book of Lock and Load, Chapter .22, Verse AK 47.

You see, Pastor Pagano is encouraging all his faithful to bring their weapons to the Sunday service. Pistols. Rifles. Laser Guided Missles. You know, whatever’s lying around the Bible at home.

It’s his way of bringing his peeps a little closer to the Lord. And, ya know, he might just get his way.

Because nothing brings you face-to-face with the Big Guy faster than a few rounds of lead to the solar plexus. Which sucks for the attendees who are really only coming to  grab a free donut after the service.

Haven’t we learned anything from the Taliban? Guns and religion do not mix.  Put a sawed-off in the hands of a guy who thinks your sermon is a little too long, and –BAM!! — it’s a bloodbath that would make the Crips horney.

So, Pastor, unless you want to oversee a couple dozen funerals on Monday, let’s cancel God’s little Gun Show and just get back to boring your parishioners to death.

SUCKS TO BE a carrier of the angry gene

Tuesday, May 5th, 2009

12913_notAngryHave you ever been eating an ice cream cone at McDonald’s one minute, and the next you’re spitting venom at the geriatric who only put two swirls on the cone, when dammit, there are supposed to be three?

Is your road rage getting you in legal trouble, say, vehicular homicide?

Are you the type who pulls out the knives, literally, when a calm and collected “F-You” would suffice?

It sucks to be you. Because as it turns out, your irrational behavior isn’t just a total lack of effective communication skills.

The reason for your anger: genetics. The DARPP-32 gene, to be exact. Which means you can blame your parents for passing on more than just a big nose and a small pecker. (We said blame, not kill.)

The study, from German researchers at the University of Bonn, also found that those who display more anger have less grey matter in the amygdala, a part of the brain that helps keep our emotions balanced.

“So what are you sayin’, huh, I’ve got a small brain? How ’bout I take that study and bash in your stupid face ’til it comes out the other end, Doctor Dickweed,” one of the study participants said to reporters.

Officials fear the report will royally piss off a lot of people.

SUCKS TO BE shackled to the woman you're going to divorce

Thursday, April 9th, 2009
The happy couple

The happy couple

You can divorce your wife, but that doesn’t necessarily mean you can leave her.

Just ask Robert Drawbaugh of Bridgeport, Conn. When he asked his bride to be released from his contract, she responded by handcuffing her wrist to his.

When the little lady brings the shackles out of the love drawer, you might expect her to also bring out the fishnet stockings, the stiletto heels and, I dunno, maybe a can of whipped cream.

You’re not expecting her to bring out a family-sized can of whuppass. Which is precisely what she did.

In her effort to “reconcile” with her hubby, Mrs. D. beat the crap out of him. Instead of using the opportunity to make googly-eyes at her love and whisper sweet nothings in his ear, she clawed him, punched him and ate his flesh. It got so bad, that Robert had to call 911 — all while fending off Mike Tyson in drag.

Fortunately the police did respond. Which means Mrs. D. will get her wish to be handcuffed to a man. Only this time it will be Otis, the deputy sheriff.

Sucks to be the soon-to-be former Mrs. Drawbaugh.