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How To Become Student Body President In 2024

The homework problem said:

“What is the natural log of 4?”

I said “I was raised a middle-class kid, and I’m the only person on the debate stage tonight who has a plan to lift up the middle class and working people of America.”

Apparently, I got a perfect score.

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It’s A Stalemate, By The Way. You’re Welcome

Oh muse, you flighty angel

Who fills my mind with light,

Why can’t you come when I’m working

And not the middle of the night,

For when I lay my head upon

My pillow, soft and dark,

I do not want to think about

Who would win: A truck or a shark.

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Cletus Prepares For Hurricane Charlene

Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall.

Ninety-nine bottles of beer…

The weather is dicey

But plywood is pricey

Thus ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall!

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Port-au-Prince Palace Anyone?

We’ve talked about Chinese food

Being cats for many a year

And I have to ask if Haitians

Are missing a franchise opportunity here…

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Computer Tip #436

If you see a pig

Turning on your monitor

Makes it go away

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But You Get A Cool T-Shirt! (Or Why I Stopped Worrying And Ran A 5K)

Somehow we went from running

To avoid becoming a meal

To paying $50 to run

To express the way we feel.

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What Do You Mean This Is Ridiculous? Have You Tried It?

If you’re ever feeling lonely

Go to the store and buy a melon

Then drive to your local prison

And give your purchase to a felon.

Criminals love melons…

Seedy fruit for seedy guys.

Also, you’re no longer lonely

And, perhaps, you may be wise.

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Duolingo

I may not be bilingual

And my accent might be bad

When I speak a foreign language

With the lessons that I’ve had.

Still I claim that I speak Turkish

On my resume at work;

I can say “My owl is well-tempered

“But my bobcat is a jerk”.

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I Feel Like There’s A Word For This…

Do you ever just feel exhausted,

Like you’re sleepwalking while horizontal

But instead of moving around

You sit in a weary font, dull?

And then you’re so tired your mind drifts

And you hallucinate vividly for an hour

And then find yourself in the morning

And you’re rested? That’s my super power!

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Nah Boss, I Just Copied And Pasted The DNA From Some Frogs. What Could Go Wrong?

Dinosaurs are cool but not that useful.

Jobs are necessary but lame.

Thus I conclude that paleontologists

Play a very confusing game.

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