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June 28, 2010 · 12:42 am

Shoot The Freak

Nope, you don’t have to worry, I did not have signage installed in front of my house.

This amazing shot was sent by my crazy friend Joyce, who is always thinking of me and sending little tidbits of the absurd from her phone. You may remember the famous ButtPaste post that she inspired. I am thinking of putting her on staff.

I believe this shot was taken in Coney Island. Now there is a big surprise. Live Human Target… doesn’t get much better than that, huh?

I bet you are all happy that I am done with graduation and prom week. Back to the business of the absurd. But wait! Tomorrow is Tuesday…

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March 31, 2010 · 11:47 pm

Dylan in a Doorway

I love this shot. Looks like he can step right out of it and lay down on that makeshift couch.

Not sure about the significance of the red seahorse. Any thoughts on this? Then again if you ready Dylan’s autobiography just about anything would make sense.

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July 22, 2008 · 4:54 pm

Do Not Flush Tampons… EVER

This one is pretty clear. It is the ‘EVER’ that really scares me into never even thinking of flushing a tampon. Funny, but I don’t even use them anymore (sans uterus) but I still feel guilty about all the ones I flushed in those very toilets 30 years ago.

As I have proven before, nothing funnier than a tampons post (unless maybe you count a flying penis).

This is an actual sign from the bathroom at my daughter’s camp, although I must admit that I took this shot a few years ago and found it in the camp archives. No matter, the message is timeless.

Imagine running a girl’s camp in the mountains. Now imagine being the plumber for the person that runs the girl’s camp in the mountains. It is safe to say this guy spends 80% of his time, not trout fishing in the lake, but tampon fishing in the toilets. I am thinking he probably must be mighty cranky about spending his summer this way. How considerate of these girls to try to end his plight.

Another great thing about this shot that is lost at this size and resolution is the graffiti. For decades we have been told not to write on these walls, but we cannot help ourselves. (the arts and crafts shack has my name all over the place). You can’t see it clearly but to the right of the sign it reads:

“jayme penis (hearts) ryan petafile insest’.

OOOOOK then. Spelling issues aside, are we not just a little bit worried about Jayme and Ryan here?

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