Posts Tagged ‘comedy’
What’s up, tumblr?
Posted Sunday, August 29, 2010
on:A continuing series of reposts from my tumblr page, annahell.tumblr.com.
Oh damn! As soon as I saw this, I knew that this was the golden comedy fleece from which the fabled Sweaters of Hilarity are knitted.
Is this inspiration enough for a joke off? THE ANSWER IS YES!
If you want to play along at home, write a joke and post it or submit it to me. I’ll reblog the best!
•I’ll take ‘Worst Ways to Find Out Your Parents Don’t Love Each Other Anymore’ for $600, Alex.
•Divorce Magazine has a strict no suicide/binge drinking/custody kidnapping editorial policy because those kind of stories just bring you down, man.
•Rejected Divorce Magazine article submissions:
So, your hubby’s making time with the Cootie Queen?
Spousal surveillance: a beginners guide.
Are you a stalker? Take our quiz and find out!
Divorce: Still shitty after all these years.
•Divorce Magazine can go fuck itself along with Dick Cheney.
•Music Legend Dan Hill Talks Relationships…THAT END IN DIVORCE.
•Ahh, memories…of my parents getting divorced. Also, therapy. Lots of therapy.
What’s up, tumblr?
Posted Sunday, August 29, 2010
on:A continuing series of reposts from my tumblr page, annahell.tumblr.com.

Counting from left to right, top to bottom…
1. people
2. people
3. people
4. people
5. people, but very slowly
6. people, 3, 4, and 9
7. really slow people, other cows
8. man, all of the above
9. chili rellenos…also, people
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Mood: | fu-fu-fu-Friday! Caturday! |
Music: | Belle & Sebastian-If You Find Yourself Caught In Love |
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Ok, I’ll see you back home, Kelly! Are you sure you’re ok to drive? You had a lot of shots. |
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I know, honey. Sooooo, you’re ok to drive? |
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Alright, alright, I’m going! Can we get burritos on the way home? PLEASE Jewels? |
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WOO WOO |
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Issa cops! What the shit are we gonna do? I’m not going back to jail, Julie! |
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Would you relax, crazy! I’m sure it’s just a routine stop. Stay quiet and let me handle this. |
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Evening , ladies. License and registration please. Do you know why I pulled you over? |
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I’m sorry, officer…here you go. No…I was just following my friend home from the bar. She’s had a rough night. |
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Have either of you had anything to drink tonight? |
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SHIT YEAH WE BEEN DRANKIN’! You wanna party with us, sexy?! |
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Shut up, Kelly! I’m so sorry, officer. I’ll-I’m going to drive her home. |
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That’s probably a good idea, but I’m still going to have to issue you a citation. I’ll need to run these licenses… |
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You’re givin’ us a ticket?! Do you know who I am? IMA SUE YOUR ASS…AND…YOUR...FUCKING LAWYER! INNA FACE, COP! |
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Ma’am, there’s no reason- |
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WHHHHAAAAATTTT? Don’t you call me”ma’am” you FUCKING…COP…PIG! I’m 27!!! IMA MISS! You hafta call me Miss…like Miss, Miss, Missydemeanor Elvis *urp* Elliott, ASS! |
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CHOO CHOOOOO! |
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What the…seriously? |
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Kelly? Is that you, dear? |
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Mom? |
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Hi, Mrs. Adams! |
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Oh hello, dear! I didn’t see you over there. How are your parents? |
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BEEP BEEP
Taxi! |
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Oh this is bullshit! What the hell is going on up there?
Brad, don’t! No, Jill, we’ve been sitting here for half a goddamn hour. HEY! BEEP BEEP COULD WE MAYBE WRAP THIS UP? WE’RE NEWLYWEDS BACK HERE! |
Precious moments…in humor!
Posted Friday, March 5, 2010
on:- In: near funny | random
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Mood: | fu-fu-fu-Friday! |
Music: | Belle & Sebastian-If You Find Yourself Caught In Love |
The Naked Redhead did a very funny Awkward Moments post the other day. I liked it so much, I decided to steal her idea and make it my own. How’s that saying go? Stealing is sincerely flattering? Good artists steal, great artists steal more? Stealing is the soul of wit? I don’t know, whatever. Sorry I’m not very good at “history” or whatever, you guys.

According to your heart x-ray, Mr. Evans, it looks like you have four...oops, sorry, three minutes to live.
Mood: | guh |
Music: | Camera Obscura-Country Mile |

let's just pretend this is from a Joke Off segment from SNL's "Weekend Update"
I posted this on mah tumblr last night, but I’m having second thoughts about keeping it there. I want that page to be different than this one…more visual, darker, dreamier. I feel like the jokes have found a home here (in a wayward-home-for-lost-ideas sort of way) but words beyond poetry or lyrics seem alien over there. I’m ok with that. Maybe I’ll start a Molls-style tumblr at some point, but keeping it special and dark today feels right. Until I get it figured it out, sorry for the cross posting.
Anyway… Some of you may recall the recurring joke-off segment from the Tina Fey/Jimmy Fallon-era of Saturday Night Live‘s “Weekend Update.” The premise was that the two would battle each other for who could tell the most jokes (not the funniest) on a topic in a certain time period. I’m sure they wrote them ahead of time, but to me, it seemed like what it might be like to watch them pitching in a writer’s meeting.
I would love to make this a regular Blog, Sweet Blog segment, but, as I can’t recall any recurring segments on this blog, we’ll see how that goes. The idea is that I’ll try to think up around five jokes in a short time (~15 minutes), then post them for your “entertainment.” Feel free to chime in with your own jokes for this or any other topic. Ugh, now that I’ve used the world’s longest, most unfunny setup to strangle the life out of this bit…
So, I’m in the middle of cleaning the house and I just got done with the main bathroom. It was so skeevy, it felt like the perfect topic for a joke-off, naturally.
My bathroom was so dirty…
-I seriously considered getting hooked on crystal meth to get the energy to finish cleaning.
-while I was cleaning, the executive producers of Hoarders called to pitch me a new show called Dirty, Dirty Slobs….because they wanted me to host…from my filthy bathroom…because it was so gross.
-the people that live in my head wouldn’t even go in there.
-a xxx fetish website emailed me a job offer. I had to tell them it wasn’t that kind of dirty.
-it made my mother cry.
-just writing this makes me want a to take a Silkwood shower.