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  • Sorry Mom I Turned My Brother Gay By Adam Waddle

    Sorry Mom I Turned My Brother Gay By Adam Waddle

    When I was growing up my brothers and I would always make jokes about each other being gay. I don’t know why we did this, but the goal was always to come up with a better gay joke to use on each other. My mom hated when we would call each other gay. She would always say the same thing- “Don’t call your brother gay, or he is going to start to believe it.” I am pretty sure that if […]

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  • I Can’t Remember What Day It Is By Adam Waddle

    I Can’t Remember What Day It Is By Adam Waddle

    My girlfriends have always gotten mad at me because I can’t remember their birthdays, but I don’t think that is fair. I try so hard to remember them, but eventually it gets lost in the recesses of my brain like long division and geography. I don’t even know what day it is most of the time. I have been celebrating Memorial day for my whole life and it is on a long list of many other holidays that I couldn’t […]

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  • Baby Cribs Are Unsafe By Adam Waddle

    Baby Cribs Are Unsafe By Adam Waddle

    I heard a startling statistic that approximately 100 babies die every year from falling out of cribs. There are also approximately 10,000 babies injured in crib related accidents every year.

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  • Jesus Was A Carpenter By Adam Waddle

    Jesus Was A Carpenter By Adam Waddle

    I don’t know about you guys, but I think we should require a little more education out of our Messiah. P.E. teachers have to have a bachelor’s degree, but the person we trust our whole belief system on only went to trade school to learn how to avoid cutting his fingers off. Maybe if he was a little smarter he wouldn’t have foolishly sacrificed himself for our sins. We kept right on sinning just as soon as he was gone, […]

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  • Jonathan Swift Was Way Ahead Of His Time By Adam Waddle

    Jonathan Swift Was Way Ahead Of His Time By Adam Waddle

    As a society our sense of humor has changed a great deal over the years. The jokes I hear today are more edgy, and outrageous than ever before. I think we are exposed to so much today that for something to make us laugh it has to really catch us off guard. One of the ways to achieve this is to say something from an outrageous point of view. The edgy jokes I hear today cover topics like bestiality, genocide, […]

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  • Ban Books About Dogs Dying By Adam Waddle

    Ban Books About Dogs Dying By Adam Waddle

    I read a lot of books now a days, but I wasn’t always a big reader. When I was young I rarely read books, and I blame it on the books that my teachers made me read in elementary school. Three of the novels that I read in elementary school were about dead dogs. The three books were Where The Red Fern Grows, Old Yeller, and Sounder.

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  • My Dog Is Racist By Adam Waddle

    My Dog Is Racist By Adam Waddle

    As much as I hate to admit that, it is true. Here is the story… My friend Jessica told me that her lab was having puppies, and I had been thinking about getting a dog. I have always loved Golden Retrievers, and I knew that labs were supposed to be very similar in temperament. She told me that her dog got pregnant at the dog park, so she wasn’t sure what it was going to be mixed with. I didn’t […]

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  • I Use A Lot Of Public Washrooms… By Kemal Didic

    I Use A Lot Of Public Washrooms… By Kemal Didic

    My name is Kemal and I use a lot of public washrooms… It’s never really a planned event, it’s just something that happens on its own. However, frequent public washroom adventures has given me intimate knowledge of where the best handicapped bathrooms are in Ottawa.  Now I think we can all agree that the handicapped bathroom are the Mercedes Benz of public washrooms. And I – Kemal, really enjoy German engineering….”das” toilet. But in all seriousness, it is a very […]

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  • My First Job By Adam Waddle

    My First Job By Adam Waddle

    When I was 16, I got my first summer job. I took a two-week class to learn how to be a lifeguard, and afterwards I was hired by the city of Las Vegas to work at a small pool called Hadland. Hadland was a community pool attached to a middle school on 28th Street and Stewart in Las Vegas. Which is the GHETTO. I was a 16-year-old white kid from the suburbs working in the heart of Mexican gang territory, […]

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  • I Don’t Care How Many Cows Get Molested By Adam Waddle

    I Don’t Care How Many Cows Get Molested By Adam Waddle

      So recently I was chattin’ it up with a friend at work who happened to be a vegan. I asked him if he decided to become a vegan for health reasons, or was it something else that prompted him to cut animal and animal products out of his diet. He told me that it was a moral issue for him. He didn’t eat meat because he didn’t want to be responsible for the death of another living thing. I get that, […]

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  • Can You Break A Hundred? By Steven Briggs

    Can You Break A Hundred? By Steven Briggs

    I’ve spent a good amount of the recent years threading my way through the United States. One of my favorite spots is the mother of Jazz, the brass blasting New Orleans. This is the city where I first ate fried reptile, and it’s appropriate to yell “SHOW US YOUR TITTIES!” for the currency of beads. Although boobs tend to get most of the attention in New Orleans, I happen to prefer women’s butts which is the reason that I chose to scream ”SHOW US YOUR BUTT, […]

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  • Knock Knock, Who’s There? The Police By Steven Briggs

    Knock Knock, Who’s There? The Police By Steven Briggs

    I’m awakened to the fist of justice knocking at the front door. I blink my eyes a few times for clarity and notice a pool of blood connecting to Heather’s face. I’ve now come to the realization that Heather and her significant other have gotten into an altercation that invited unwarranted neighbors to hear. Bang! The door is ripped from it’s hinges by a powerful size 11 boot. Two police officers rush in, one officer tells me to stand up and walk outside. It is snowing […]

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