sociology

This one is just funny.. :]

Do you think the United States should interfere with other countries affairs?

I personally think that the US get into others countries affairs way too often. I understand that yes sometimes other countries do need some help and there is a good time to help. But when they obviously do not need help (from another country or the us to say the least) then why would we go in. The US really needs to focus on all of its problems at home before it even thinks about trying to help others. I think for some reason since the small amount of help we sent during WWII helped so drastically the US feels as though they can help everyone in need even if our own country is collapsing beneath out feet.

Barder the Bastard Dog

Barder the bastard dog was flying along one day with his trusty child on his back, this child was half man half dog and was born from his ex wife whos name was Lucinda, who died in a tragic peanut butter accident. As he was flying along he came across an injured man. He landed and asked the man if he needed any help. The man said he had been stabbed by the tooth fairy and the only way he could heal is if they found a t-rex egg and made an omelet out of it. He said he had a very specific blood type where he could heal from any and all wounds as long as he had a t-rex egg omelet. So onwards Barder the bastard dog and his child, whose name is not pronounceable in english, went on their epic adventure to find a t-rex egg. They flew all over the globe and could not think of anywhere where they could find the egg. They then passed the laboratory of Dr. Shnitzindoodle in Munich and flew down to see if he could help them. They knocked on the door a few times, but no answer. Suddenly they heard a voice say,
"What the hell do you want?!"

"Wow what a rude douche bag" Barder whispered to his son. "We came to ask for help!" Barders son yelled to the door.

"Why did you come to my house then asshole?!" Dr. Shnitzindoodle replied.

"We figured a scientist like you could help us with our dilemma" Barder said as all he was thinking about in his mind was how much of a prick Shnitzindoodle was. The door slowly opened.

"What is it you need help with?"

"We are looking for a t-rex egg" Barder explained.

"How do you think I would be able to help you?!"

"Time machine?" Barders son asked.

"HELL YEAH, I'VE BEEN WAITING TO TEST THIS SHIT OUT!" Dr. Shnitzindoodle yelled.

He took them to a secret back room in his lab where there was a big machine covered with white sheets. He pulled off the sheets and unveiled the giant pink marshmellow like time machine.

"What the hell is that.." Barder asked.

...to be continued...

The Tragic Tale of Jabba Lady

One day Jabba Lady, having just gotten off of a twenty minute train ride realized that she was hungry after not eating since she got on the train, it takes her only mere minutes to be so hungry so starts shooting people in the face with rage. This was one of the longest periods of time she had ever gone without eating and it was beginning to get out of control. She ran as fast as she could out of the train, immediately breaking a sweat, but her fast running was a mere brisk walk. Her stomach started getting out of control so she rushed to McDonalds for her favorite meal of chicken McNuggets. She couldn’t hold the urge to eat any longer and she began seeing everything and everyone in her line of sight as food, til the moment she snapped, she grabbed the nearest baby and busted out her handy dandy bottle of hot sauce she always had in her purse. She quickly covered the baby in hot sauce and devoured him. She was still hungry as hell and she decided to keep on her quest to McDonalds. Once she reached there she ordered her usual of a 300 piece chicken McNugget meal. After finishing this snack in a record time of three minutes, she was still hungry. She walked up to the cashier as if to order more food but suddenly she took out her hot sauce bottle and covered the cashier in hot sauce and shoved his head in her mouth and bit it off. After devouring the entirety of the adolescent cashier she had but one bite left being the big toe off his left foot. She smothered the severed limb in hot sauce and popped it in her mouth and started choking after a minute or so in her struggle for oxygen she finally ran out and fell on the floor dead. There ends the tragic tale of Jabba Lady.