Showing posts with label rich pigs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rich pigs. Show all posts

Friday, September 23, 2011

BEFORE THEY WERE FAMOUS

Einstein demonstrating
his theory of slurpativity.
Everyone knows Albert Einstein, theoretical physicist, guy with funny hair. But few are aware of his early years with the circus. Yes one of the greatest geniuses of our time once took a summer job under the big top as Neutrino the Clown amusing and entertaining audiences with his theory of smellativity. His career in comedy came to an abrupt end when he accidentally vaporized an audience with a tiny nuclear device he wore on his lapel and flung into the air just before diving into a lead lined barrel to safety.




Shut your stupid disgusting
twinkie-hole you hideously
ugly lard ass behemoth.
We're all aware of the exploits of K*rl R*ve, former senior advisor and cheif of staff to ex-president Ge*rge B*sh and consummate asshole, but not many people know that as a teen K*rl worked as a chicken sexer for Zacky Farms. It was a short lived career as K*rl quit when he learned that the job had nothing to do with having sex with chickens. Throughout his life Mr. *urp* (excuse me) ka-BAAAAARRFF! that guy has attempted to have sex with all the farm animals all of whom expressed a violent dislike for him and refused even when offered large sums of money. K*rl prefers chickens over all other unwilling partners because only the chicken's vagina is small enough to accommodate his... *gag* y'know that thing.


Miss Spears after being told she
could not sit by the window and
would have to take the aisle seat.
What celebrity exposé would be complete without mention of America's favorite sex pig Britney Spears, teen idol, exhibitionist and professional tabloid fodder. But few people know or care about Britney's very first attempt at being a useful and productive member of the work force. That's because she never was a useful and productive member of anything. In fact no company, organization, or person could stand her and so she was advised by her school counselor to become a pop singer certain she would fail and end up overdosing on something. Go figure.


Timberlake thinking himself
dapper in that ridiculous outfit.
One of the fastest rising young stars in the music business, and it's inevitable offshoot, the film industry, is Justin Timberlake, recording artist, actor (in the very broad sense of the word) and liberator of Janet Jackson's breasts at the Super-bowl. Not surprisingly his early vocational experience had little to do with music or acting. Macaroni was Timberlake's field of expertise and not just manufacturing or eating the stuff, no, this ambitious young upstart was Head Macaroni Sorter at one of the finest Italian cuisine plants in the US, Chef Boy-ar-dee. Timberlake was responsible for making sure the freshly extruded semolina/dishwater mixture stayed separated from the rat turds and was responsible for stringent quality control of Spaghetti-Os and other products worn on the faces and scalps of two-year-old gourmands across the country.


by numbsain, who wrote a blog before he was famous






Monday, August 1, 2011

Three Little Pigs Part 2.

Pig 2: Jeez, I can’t believe I’m really here with you guys.

Pig 3: What the hell?

Pig 1: What are you talking about, dildo?

Pig 2: It’s just so great I mean, here I am with you guys and well…you guys are the ones..the ones I’m gonna spend the rest of my life with. My soul mates. I always knew I find my soul mates one day. But I never dreamed it would be you guys. You were right there, close at hand, all along but I, I never knew (sob) it’s kind of perfect really because here we are, three men, the three most powerful men in the universe brought together by the most powerful force in the universe, money. It’s like we were meant to be together. (sigh) GOSH! I think I’m falling in love with you guys.

Pigs 1 & 3: PFSHAhahahahaaaaaaaa! Ahahahah HAHAHA HOHOHO HEE HEEheehehe!

Pig 2: Aha! Ahaha! …Ahaha ahah It’s happy time! Yeah?

Pigs 1 & 3: NO!

Pig 1: Quit yer mealy mouth sniveling you stupid fairy! You sound like an idiot!

Pig 2: But I, I thought it was w-w-wwas s-s-s-specIALLLLLL! WA-A-A-AAAAAA!

Pig 1 & 3: Shut UP!

Pig 2: …

Pig 1: Now look you pansy ass mama’s boy, We’re not married. We’re not in love. We weren’t meant to be together. In fact I hate you! And you too! You’re both disgusting!

Pig 2: sniff…sniff-iff-iff yeah…I know…Yeah, I hate you guys too.

Pig 3: That’s more like it. I hate you too, shithead.

Pig 2: Fu-fuck you (sob) Fuck you guys…Hey guys? will I ever see my mommy again?

Pig 3: Oh brother! Not a chance in hell. She’s not coming here ever. No one is. God I want to get outta here.

Pig 1: Me too. It’s making me sick being in here. Who keeps farting?

Pig 2: NOT ME!

Pig 3: NOT ME! I really want to get outside and hurt people.

Pig 1: At least you got to hurt someone.

Pig 3: Yeah. Yeah I did Hahaha!

Pig 2: What was it like?

Pig 3: Oh it was…it was really great. I’ve told you this story before…

Pig 1: Tell us again! I never get tired of it.

Pig 2:  Hyuk Hyuk Me too. I never got to hurt somebody. Tell us about it.

Pig 3: Oh all right. Well we were hunting, it was midday, I had already bagged a few, couple caribou, a rhino, easy stuff. I wanted the big game that day, I had my heart set on eating pachyderm that evening.

Pig 2: HuWOW! Isn’t that a dinosaur, sir uHuhuhuh! Golly!

Pig 3: It’s an elephant stupid! Now will you shut up and let me tell the story

Pig 1: Just get to the part where you shot ‘im!

Pigs 2 & 3: Awww!

Pig 2: Why’d you give it away?

Pig 3: Oops sorry. Any way I shot him right between the eyes, and he was a moving target, moving pretty fast, maybe 25 mph…

Pig 1: He was 78 years old.

Pig 3. He was in terrific shape! Anyway, dropped ‘im dead in his tracks.

Pig 2: You killed him instantly?

Pig 3: No! He was still ALIVE!

Pigs 1 & 2: Aw Cool Wow!

Pig 3: So I instantly went into character and pretended he was daddy.

Pig 2: What did you say? What did you say?

Pig 1: I love this part.

Pig 3: I walked right up to him and said, “How does it feel daddy? How does it feel to be helpless daddy?” The look in his eye was pure terror.

Pig 2: Yessss!

Pig 1: Did ya kick him or step on his face. Hahaha!

Pig 3: Yup all that. I tortured my daddy for a long time and then I killed him until he died from it. Hahahahah!

Pig 2: You’re my hero.

Pig 3: I lost most of my snarl that day.

Pig 2: I wish I could kill my daddy too...

by numbsain