Sure, they nailed me to a cross
And death was sort of ouchy
But that isn’t the real reason
That I’m feeling grouchy.
Instead, I’m sick of folks like you
Always shouting my name
When you stub your toe or, I don’t know,
Get mad at a video game.
Tag Archives: Black Humor
Is This How Pokemon Started?
Tiger tiger, burning bright
In the zoo, so late at night.
Alas, it seems those corporate jerks
Failed to show how the extinguisher works.
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Baptist Easter
Two-Thousand Twenty-Five years ago
Judas told Jesus “YOLO”
But Jesus, lacking any fear
Said “Judas, my brudda, holdeth my beer.”
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Bille Nye The Science Guy 3, Starring Chris Rock
We’ve finally reached the place
Where Hollywood’s gotten so mid
Black actors are turning down starring roles
And bringing milk home for their kid.
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Everyone Has Something To Share
If your life is a dumpster fire
Don’t think about aiming higher
But find a cold alley
And watch how you rally
The hobos, who your heat admire.
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Check The Date
I like taxes. I like Feds.
I like cold and lumpy beds.
Yes, that muumuu’s very cute.
I double-checked your parachute.
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Six Seasons And A Movie…
I’m not a huge fan of reality shows
But one that I think would impress
Is a battle-royale style contest between
All 535 folks in congress.
We’d give them katanas and send them away
To a place that’s devoid and bereft
And let them do anything they want to do
Until there’s just one of them left.
The final survivor gets to be president
And the senate and house get refilled
By neighbors and bosses and IRS workers
And anyone else we want killed.
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Another Unifying Political Policy… Almost
I think most people are open
To human sacrifice. However
We disagree on who gets picked
And who will pull the lever.
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Intercultural Communication
When black people get an education
People say they’re “Acting white”.
As a white person myself
I must say that isn’t right.
If you want to leave the ghetto
That’s an asian thing, for sure.
If you think I’m wrong, you’re gay.
Now speak English, por favor.
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It’s An Important Step!
There once was a griller from Harding
Who didn’t click his tongs twice before starting.
What happened next makes
Hiroshima seem low-stakes
And now God’s set the world a’ restarting.
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The Daily Travesty 