…yeah, I have no life.
Category Archives: I do it for the lulz
1. The Chunnel does not actually look like the Deeprun Tram.
Alas, dear traveller, no. It is something more like twenty minutes of darkness, and then you’re in France. Which I suppose is something like a metaphor, though for what I’m not entirely sure.
Tony stared down at the toaster. A piece of paper had been taped over the top, blocking the slots. Simple block printing stated: “I am a bad toaster and I am not allowed to toast anything until I’ve thought about what I’ve done.”
(ficlet in which The Toaster Gets A Severe Talking To)
“Sometimes I think the internet has yanked out my moral compass and repeatedly stamped on it with a stiletto heel.”
(…yet another brilliant piece of satire from the Daily Mash)