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	<title>Queens Bound F Train</title>
	<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 01:54:18 -0400</pubDate>
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    		Written 2007-07-13 01:54:18    			 by &#60;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/user:1402">Jesse Gold&#60;/a>
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	<title>The Lesbian First Name ABC's</title>
	<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 12:06:39 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>Antigone<br /><br />Blyth<br /><br />Cranberry<br /><br />Dykley<br /><br />Ellen<br /><br />Foxglove<br /><br />Golgotha<br /><br />Horatia<br /><br />Ibinth<br /><br />Jacoby<br /><br />Kornvibe<br /><br />Labianna<br /><br />Marnhard<br /><br />Nape<br /><br />Orangina<br /><br />Pruneseed<br /><br />Quagmire<br /><br />Rotundrea<br /><br />Sappho2<br /><br />Trick<br /><br />Ursula<br /><br />Vagino<br /><br />Wonder Woman<br /><br />Xoploppra<br /><br />Yolenda<br /><br />Zzzzzzzieatcunt</p></>
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    		Written 2007-07-10 12:06:39    			 by &#60;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/user:1402">Jesse Gold&#60;/a>
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	<title>Severe Typographical Error 2</title>
	<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jul 2007 00:12:09 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>[upload:1843990:small:center:Due to a severe typographical error,<br   />Eddie quenched himself with a spores drink.]<br   /><br   />[upload:1843992:large:center:Due to a severe typographical error,<br   />Louis played Super Mario Bris.]</p></>
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    		Written 2007-07-06 00:12:09    			 by &#60;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/user:1402">Jesse Gold&#60;/a>
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	<title>Your Daily Affirmations</title>
	<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 16:11:08 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>You are good enough. You are always good enough. Never tell yourself that you aren't good enough for something or someone. You are. Not great or awesome or anything. Just good enough.<br   /><br   />Everybody likes you. You are the best and everyone thinks so. Not just your mom. All those people who don't shower you with praise are dead. Imagine them dead. Worms in their eyes. Everyone who ever does you wrong will one day be dead. And so will your mom.</p></>
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    		Written 2007-07-03 16:11:08    			 by &#60;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/user:1402">Jesse Gold&#60;/a>
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	<title>grouphug.bluff</title>
	<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 23:38:39 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>487683990:</strong><br />You are the ketchup on my french fries&hellip;<br />You are the ice in my tea&hellip;<br />You are the mustard on my sandwich&hellip;<br /><br /><strong>723456111:</strong><br />I found out the other day that neematoads, or &ldquo;nematodes&rdquo; as they are actually spelled, really do exist. Imagine that. Some kind of parasitic microorganisms or some such malarkey. Have their own phylum and everything, the little buggers.<br /><br />Now I&rsquo;ve been assistant principal of the local elementary school for the past sixteen years. The rulebooks say there&rsquo;s no such thing as neematoads and that&rsquo;s how they&rsquo;re gonna stay! I&rsquo;ve got a tight psychological grip on every preteen in Bluffington, and if this little nelly slips out it&rsquo;ll only be a matter of time before they discover I&rsquo;ve killed the principal. <br /><strong><br />644537732:</strong><br />I really don&rsquo;t like beets very much.<br /><strong><br />888412098:</strong><br />I&rsquo;m tired of being the only blue kid in this town. No one understands my people&rsquo;s culture. My people&rsquo;s music. I have to act like such a blueberry to fit in. You know, blue on the outside, purple on the inside. Last Beetvember was Blue History Month. Mrs. Wingo didn&rsquo;t even mention it. I&rsquo;m thinking about starting a local chapter of the Blue Barracudas.<br /><br />Last week, Skunky Beaumont called me a caerulegger, so I put a cigarette out in his eye. Honk Honk, motherf**ker!<br /><strong><br />277545329:</strong><br />so i wuz walkin around friday nite waitin to appear at the perfect moment to put down funnie and his litle friends when I realize hey. i&rsquo;m 19 yrs old and i spend all my time pickin on 6th graders?? so i drive over to this party on lucky duck lane and i have like 8 beet cidars and long story short i think i had sex with funnie&rsquo;s sister. maybe. i flunked sex ed like seven times so cant be sure! hahaha!<br /><br />i mis my father. <br /><strong><br />573482331:</strong><br />there is no mr. wingo. I AM MR. WINGO!<br /><br /><strong>199374486:</strong><br />I hate beets. They&rsquo;re gross.<br /><strong><br />647382214:</strong><br />I&rsquo;ve never liked the name Porkchop.<br /><br /><strong>457388376:</strong><br />You are the pickles in my coleslaw&hellip;<br />You are the sugar in my tea&hellip;<br />You are the relish on MY HOT DOG&hellip;<br /><strong><br />812123112:</strong><br />I think my wife&rsquo;s cheating on me. We made love last night, as we do on every third Thursday, and she was more passive than usual. And I&rsquo;d even brought out my velour and nylon Sexsuit 9000 with the vibrating gloves! (Very expensive)<br /><br />Lately she&rsquo;s been &ldquo;going to visit her mother&rdquo; more and more often. Now I may be crazy and inattentive, but I know she hasn&rsquo;t spoken to her waspy parents since we were married! (Very anti-Semitic)<br /><br />I tried hiring the neighbor boy to act as a private detective. But he&rsquo;s just been running around the woods, wearing a cape and talking to himself. I know I should take matters into my own hands, but I&rsquo;m very non-confrontational, unlike the IRS. I guess I&rsquo;m just going to beat off to the Sharper Image catalogue and wait for Tippy to come home. (Very depressed)<br /><strong><br />300017853:</strong><br />Moonday slips into Truesday, but memories slip back into Fryday night&hellip;<br /><br />Drank beer until belligerent<br />Drank vodka until violent<br />Drank absinthe until absent<br /><br />Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog&rsquo;s eye.<br />I think I&rsquo;m getting fat. I do not know why&hellip;<br /><strong><br />409893732:</strong><br />You are the icing on my cupcake&hellip;<br />You are the batteries in my camcorder&hellip;<br />You are the scratches on my arm&hellip;<br />You are the blood of my righteous angel of vengeance&hellip;<br /><br />Also, I am Quailman.<br /><br /><strong>662372723:</strong><br />When is Doug going to realize I&rsquo;m a lesbian?<br /><br /><strong>787478000:</strong><br />I fucking HATE beets!<br /><br /><strong>112383952:</strong><br />Vote for me! Vote for me! If they don&rsquo;t vote for me, I&rsquo;m selling this whole town to Disney! Serious? You bet I am! Vote for me!<br /><strong><br />256238283:</strong><br />so on photo swap day i called that blue kid &ldquo;skeet face!&rdquo; i didnt realize what i&rsquo;d sed til later&hellip; hahahahaha!<br /><br />my cats pink cuz i dont feed it rite.</>
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	<title>Severe Typographical Error</title>
	<pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 17:49:20 -0400</pubDate>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;Queef&quot; &amp; &quot;Boner&quot;</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 08:06:25 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>QUEEF</strong> &ndash; an emission or expulsion of air from the vagina, usually when it is experiencing some activity or sadness<br /><em>Lord Dergon was unsure for some time whom in the brothel he would go to bed with until he heard a loud trumpeting from the direction of Miss Tong, the whore from Siam who could queef at will.</em><br /><br /><div align="justify">The term "queef" actually originates from the name of Saint Queef of Barnaby, whom you might have heard of in school or in your nightly recitation of the Litany. She was born Queef Mallery in the east of France in 1639. Extraordinarily devoted to faith as a young girl, Queef spent the majority of her time amongst her local diocese, trying to steal Goddish Things to worship. Notably, she was once caught in her quarters weeping upon a seven hundred pound iron door from the Church of Blingy Blong in Lyons, which had been missing for several days. As there was no earthly explanation for her ability to lift the door, and as this was during the blasé period of witch-hunting in Europe, this incident later counted as her first miracle.<br /><br />Later on in life, Queef fell into the fad of helping the sick and the poor. Also in this time, much to the embarrassment of her parents, Queef began to fashion her hair into a right-facing gremment, also known as God's Hairstyle. When she was reproached, she clawed her face with her fingernails and dropped an anvil on her foot. Although French anvils in those times were made of cheese, her further ability to walk became her second miracle due to an oversight in the Catholic Church, which has still not been corrected. Shhhh.<br /><br />Queef of Barnaby died in Genoa on April 20, 1671 of swallowbite. This was not counted as martyrdom, even though it was a pagan swallow. However, Pope Clement X was in attendance at the wake, as he happened to be in the region supervising the creation of relics from dog bones. Although she had been deceased for days, in the presence of Clement, the corpse of Queef Mallery miraculously and audibly performed the bodily function that would soon become attributed to her name. Stunned to tears, the Pope quickly returned to Rome and Saint Queef was canonized shortly after, forgoing the usual five-year waiting period and swimsuit competition. Saint Queef is the patron saint of concrete, runny things, and Tyra Banks.<br />
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<br /><br /><strong>BONER</strong> &ndash; a vulgar slang term for an erection of the penis<br /><em>Having a boner in math class was embarrassing enough, but then Jimmy was called to the board to solve for "x," a letter which Jimmy found highly erotic.</em><br /><br /><div align="justify">There was once an esteemed physician from Illinois by the name of Charles Painbread. He garnered acclaim early in his career for his groundbreaking research on the effects of bees on headaches, and his hospital, St. Queef's in Chicago, was a model of reform. Painbread's most radical proposal came in 1917, when he announced the discontinuation of all overly complicated medical terms in order to facilitate patient relations. As part of the proposal, all congenital disorders were re-categorized with easy-to-understand names including "drippers," "twitchers," "chokers," "freakers, and "deaders."<br /><br />"Boners" referred to children born with any form of abnormal bone development, including Umberto's Syndrome, in which a boy's hipbones are grossly overdeveloped in one direction. Oftentimes with Umberto's, this growth will align with the reproductive organ creating the appearance of a permanent priapism. Please note that this affliction is not Dumberto's Syndrome, in which the penis is in the shape of a small elephant.<br /><br />The term "boner" came to refer to erections because of Chicagoan songwriter Julian Pigg's hit from 1919, "Henrietta," which contains these lines: <em>"Henrietta, Henrietta, / You've made me a loner. / Now that I am without you, / I've only a boner."</em> The song was referencing Pigg's divorce from obesity model Henrietta DeToot and the custody of their son, who had Umberto's Syndrome, but listeners generally made their own interpretations. The popularity of the song outlasted Painbread's proposal, which was withdrawn after the doctor tried to get the speculum renamed "the clamdigger." Nevertheless, "boner" also refers to an error or blunder because of Painbread's blanket term for birth defects: "God's Mistakes."</div></>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;Dick&quot; &amp; &quot;Watersports&quot;</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 09:39:45 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>DICK</strong> &ndash; an informal and often vulgar term for the central male reproductive organ<br /><em>Steven's dick had spots on it, for he was a Spotted Man.</em><br /><br /><div align="justify">In the beginning, human reproduction was a relatively complicated procedure involving whistles and handshakes and often took as long as ten months. The genitalia that males currently had to work with was a small, fork-like appendage used mainly for holding olives which females were or were not allowed to consume depending on whimsy. Thus, the population at this point in history was only about seventy thousand strong.<br /><br />All of this changed in the year 35,000 B.T. when the first man with genitals resembling those of modern man was born. He was a vile, unpleasant fiend with a gaping suckerhole of a mouth and a shock of frizzy red hair running from his ears to his arse. His name was Richard, but for reasons known only to him he referred to himself &ndash; and his member &ndash; as "Dick."<br /><br />The forerunning males were effortlessly cast aside as Dick swiftly and violently became the progenitor of our species as it exists today. All of us, including myself, are the direct descendents of the first dick or Dick Prime. "Dick" is actually the proper term for the male sex organ, as it was in antiquity. The usage was changed in the fifteenth century when the first biology textbook was published by James Penis.<br />
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<br /><br /><strong>WATERSPORTS</strong> &ndash; the sexual practice of urinating on one's partner and/or having one's partner urinate on oneself (also called "golden shower" or "disgusting")<br /><em>Longstanding married couple Peter and Gertrude Smith-Braun discovered the joys of watersports as they grew old together and developed mutual incontinence.</em><br /><br /><div align="justify">The Olympic games have existed in one form or another for thousands of years. Since their revival in the mid-nineteenth century, the games have been in a constant state of flux. In recent years, we have seen the time between games change from four years to two; the recognition of Canada as a place; and the inclusion of such new events as snowboarding, speed knitting, and dwarf-eating. Little is said, however, about the events that we have lost over the years.<br /><br />The 1890's saw the heyday of a series of urine-themed events and indeed of the breed of man who participated in them. There was distance pissing, urine-gulping, and precision urination in snow. In addition, the triathlon at one point consisted of riding a bicycle, strangling a goose, and then pissing one's pants. Remarkably, there developed sects of athletes who chose to participate in these events exclusively. These titans of micturition spent weeks isolating their pubococcygeus muscles and drinking ever larger quantities of water mixed with sand to expand the bladder and urethra. They lived, breathed, drank, and urinated urination. They formed their own unique lifestyle which they called <em>l'âme du pipi</em>, because the Parisian avant-garde set had already been pissing on each other for centuries.<br /><br />The urine games in the Olympics died out during the Progressive Era of the early twentieth century, when playing with one's liquid waste was no longer considered acceptable by polite society. A bit of yellow in one&rsquo;s afternoon tea was nothing to be ashamed of, but these people were hedonists. At the opening of the 1912 games in Stockholm, the first "dry" Olympics, champion distance pisser Odo Humbolt from Germany famously made this statement: "If I can never again make water in sport, then I shall forever make water out of love." It is said that for this reason, those who fetishize pee pee and love to wallow in it call their despicable pastime "watersports." The current world record for distance pissing is 73.8 meters, held by Odo Humbolt of Germany.<br />
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;G-spot&quot;</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 07:59:44 -0500</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>G-SPOT</strong> &ndash; a dubious erogenous zone on the female body that, if located, will make one win<br /><em>Mrs. Banana kept her g-spot so secret that no man would have ever been able to find it, had they cared to look.</em><br /><br /><div align="justify">The g-spot was first theorized in 1944 by Ernst Gräfenberg, a German gynecologist. Prior to Gräfenberg, the primary female erogenous zone was believed to be behind the eyeball or irrelevant. When the doctor presented his findings of a bundle of highly sensitive nerves near the urethra to his colleagues, he was reminded that there was a war on and told to "stop thinking about pussy so much." He was eventually forced out of his practice for this reason, although the fact that he was Jewish might have also had something to do with it. G-spot stands for: Gräfenberg &ndash; Super Posilating Ophenian Tuvanin.</div>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;Booby&quot;</title>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>BOOBY</strong> &ndash; a woman's luscious breast<br   /><em>Boobies are neat; I like them.</em><br   /><br   />Until the 1950's the word "boob" referred only to a foolish or stupid person. Wealthy American families in those times would often invite someone who was silly or mildly retarded to their dinner parties for entertainment because everyone else was dull and bloodless and people could not stand each other's company for very long. For this reason, professional buffoonery was a viable occupation, despite the lack of a union and the problem of sometimes being paid in straw or magic beans.</>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;Bukkake&quot;</title>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>BUKKAKE</strong> &ndash; a sexual practice in which a woman allows herself to be ejaculated upon by several gents<br   /><em>On Sundays, the Thompsons watched bukkake in lieu of performing it because they did not want to soil their church clothes.</em><br   /><br   /><div align="justify">It is widely believed that bukkake was invented and popularized in the 1970's by Japanese pornographers. This is false. Like most Japanese expressions of creativity such as anime or suicide, bukkake was copied from an American notion.</div></>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;Dildo&quot;</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 15 Feb 2007 09:00:26 -0500</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>DILDO</strong> &ndash; a phallic object used for sexual stimulation<br   /><em>On Valentine's Day, the man bought a dildo for his wife because he was an utterly useless and loathsome person.</em><br   /><br   /><div align="justify">It is well documented that women have used penile surrogates throughout history, often taking the form of foreign objects such as vegetables or scimitars. However, the actual word &quot;dildo&quot; can only be traced back to the Middle Ages, when it had its original spelling: &quot;dilldough.&quot; Dilldoughs were elongated loaves of bread impregnated with the oils and leaves of the dill plant, which peasant women in parts of Europe and Africa would insert into their vaginas for a variety of reasons: to house the bread while traveling to avoid taxation, to hide it from their neighbors or children, a generally ineffective deterrent to rape, Tuesday, and as a repellent to witchcraft. Dilldoughs for pleasure were not developed until the nineteenth century, because women had not yet evolved clitorises until this point.</div><br   /><br   /><div class="center_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://8.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/0/5/collegehumor.fe9b2610aaf217b2748d4bb5b005534c.jpg" width="336"  /></div><br   /><div align="center">(From <em>The Vespasian Psalter &ndash; Naughty Bits</em>, Eighth Century A.D.)</div></>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;Jism&quot;</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 11:41:47 -0500</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>JISM </strong> &ndash; a vulgar slang term for semen (also jizz or j-spray)<em><br   />Rumbletum Bear and Tricky Duck saw that the dead prostitute's mouth was caked with Old Mister Owl's jism.</em><br   /><br   /><div align="justify">The Welsh painter Dafydd Morgan was touring the United States in 1849, exhibiting his new series of portraits. Each of the portraits featured somebody from the village where Morgan was born. The paintings also featured an original style, dominated by white, translucent smudges throughout each piece.<br   /><br   />During a question-and-answer session in Philadelphia, Morgan was asked if he had a name for his original style of painting, to which he responded, &quot;It's Smudgism.&quot; This was invariably misheard as &quot;It's my jism,&quot; due to the accent. The meaning of the new word &quot;jism&quot; was understood from the context of the dirty, dirty foreigner and Dafydd Morgan was tried for offending the sensibilities of the aristocracy, was found innocent, but was summarily stoned to death anyhow. The paintings were burned, but the word &quot;jism&quot; remained, presumably because it is the only word on Dafydd Morgan's tombstone.</div><br   /><br   /><div class="center_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://1.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/a/0/collegehumor.9bc914ba967ab52184d774b00a45c8ca.jpg" width="150"  /></div><br   /><div align="center">(Self-Portrait of Dafydd Morgan from <em>Degenerates of Wales and Their Art</em> by Meinwen Whorehouse)</div></>
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	<title>Origins of Modern Sexual Terms - &quot;XXX&quot;</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 08:03:54 -0500</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>XXX</strong> &ndash; an identifier for pornography, especially pornographic movies<br   /><em>The father warned his children not to look in the folder labeled &quot;XXX&quot; or else he and their mother would get divorced and punch them.</em><br   /><br   /><div align="justify"> The X's in &quot;XXX&quot; originally meant the same as the X's in the phrase &quot;XOXO,&quot; which means &quot;kiss, hug, kiss, hug,&quot; as one might put at the end of an informal letter to one's mother or priest. Up through the late 1950's, it was considered indecent to have a man kiss a woman more than three times in a motion picture, and those that surpassed this limit were labeled as &quot;XXX&quot; or &quot;kiss, kiss, kiss&quot; and were thus deemed unsuitable for anyone under the age of thirty-five. Standards have since changed and today the X's refer to the amount of penises inside a single orifice.</div><br   /><div align="center"><div class="center_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://0.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/6/8/collegehumor.6a37f2a634f02c4841304b084f900696.jpg" width="336"  /></div><br   /></div><div align="center">(Photo courtesy of the Portsmouth Island Smut Society)</div></>
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	<title>Fun Animal Facts!</title>
	<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 17:13:57 -0500</pubDate>
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<br /><ul><li>Explorers in certain parts of the Amazon have to wear condoms if they are in the water because of a fish called the candir&uacute;. This fish is able &ndash; and willing in most cases &ndash; to swim into the human urethra as it is similar to the gills of the fish it usually attaches itself to. The candir&uacute; will then extend its needle-like spine and begin to feed off the blood of the host until it is removed... by surgery!</li></ul>
<br /><ul><li>In parts of India, live insects are often used as medicine. If you suffer from urine retention, a healer will gladly insert a Cimex lectularius &ndash; or bed bug &ndash; into your urethra, where it will siphon blood until the affliction is gone... and probably beyond that too!</li></ul>
<br /><ul><li>In secluded regions of the American northwest and Canada there lives a majestic bird with an curiously specialized beak. The brown-spotted peckerpecker has evolved the ability search for grubs inside the human urethra, where of course there are none, as some unfortunate loggers have found out. The peckerpecker was once endangered because of its foolish habits... but as of 2005 they number in the thousands!</li></ul>
<br /><ul><li>A deviously industrious species of crab is the Baja dick crab, named for its prevalence in the Baja region of California. The dick crab will spend weeks establishing a territory, but also expertly fashioning small hook-like objects out of calcium deposits and seaweed. Marine biologists were stupefied by this behavior until a hapless surfer wandered into dick crab country. An encroached-upon crab sprang into action and stealthily attached a hook to the victim's urethra, and then scuttled back down to fasten the rope-like fibers of the other end to a nearby stone. Seconds later there was a powerful scream and the beach bum was down. Further studies have shown that the dick crab does this in order to harvest puka beads from human necklaces... or because it's a dick.<br /><br /><br />
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<ul><li>The Amorist squid, named for the late Dr. Amorist who discovered it, is truly the master of camouflage. On moonlit nights during the Amorist's mating season, which happens to be from February until August, the squid beaches itself on land near the seaports and dockyards of America and Europe's cities. Then, by positioning its tentacles just so, the Amorist can perfectly mimic the image of a high-class prostitute who's had a long night and is willing to give a suckjob for just ten dollars (eight Euro) if anyone's interested. Once a victim is ensnared, the Amorist wastes no time in filling the poor soul's urethra beyond capacity with eggs. Months later, young Amorists explode from the corpse's rotting kidneys... and are put on welfare.</li></ul>
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	<title>What If, What If... Oh, What If They Were Real?</title>
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    		<![CDATA[<strong>Fairies:</strong><br /><div align="justify"> Little winged fellows, cavorting in the meadow, kissing dew drops and granting wishes. Oh, what if you were real? Well, first of all, we'd have to develop some kind of faericide to kill them off because some people just wouldn't stand for that cavorting crap. So, we'd probably have to make new laws clarifying their subhuman status because, hey, they're gonna get killed a lot. A baby's like "Oh goo, what's that?" <em>Smoosh</em>. Then the entomologists would ether them and pin them up on corkboard with labels and sell the fairy dust they scrape off their abdomens to pharmaceutical companies. It'd be valuable stuff too, because fairies would only last a few generations what with their inability to reproduce... y'know, because they're all gay.<br /><br />
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<strong>Witchcraft:</strong><br /><div align="justify"> No, it wouldn't be like <em>Harry Potter</em>, you fairy. It wouldn't be special and it wouldn't be fun. It'd be like science class. They'd call it something stupid like extrapredictive arts instead of magic and you'd get school-issue wands that look like rectal thermometers. There wouldn't be any magic words. That's dumb. It'd be a bunch of memorizing diagrams and angles and you wait through six weeks of intro before you get to turn sand into salt or something equally lame. Witchcraft majors would spend most of their time trying to rationalize their trade in the face of computers or trying to make potions that get you really high without making you impotent or purple.<br /><br />
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<strong>Giants:</strong><br /><div align="justify"> Oh man, they'd all die so horribly. Big and hunched and naked. What could clothe them? They'd spend their short lives wandering around, all blind and ignorant, just pissing on everything and destroying stuff. Most would die either of starvation or they'd suffocate due to the lack of oxygen in the upper atmosphere. The National Guard would take out the rest &mdash; why not? Bush executed the handicapped &mdash; or maybe they'd just send them to foreign nations to have a "tumbling contest." In the end, they'd just leave behind giant bones, mayhem, and a bunch of women with, like, way, like <em>wow</em> stretched out vaginas.<br /><br />
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<strong>Unicorns:</strong><br /><div align="justify"> Well... it'd be like how horses are now... but some would have horns... Maybe unicorns would be more expensive than horses? I don't know. Seriously, whoever came up with unicorns was really phoning it in. "Hey how 'bout a pony with a thing in the middle?" Retard.<br /><br />
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<strong>Mermaids:</strong><br /><div align="justify"> Reality check, they wouldn't be hot jailbait redheads. No way. They'd be all blue and cold and scaly with nappy-ass dreads for hair. They'd have a fish mouth with all these little teeth inside and their hands would be like claws so basically they'd totally suck for giving head. What? Well, what else would they be good for? No pussy &mdash; fish tail. OK, they'd have boobs. Only fair. And none of this seashell bra crap either. Think more like Mystique in the X-Men movies. Y'know, good enough. Good enough for an illicit rendezvous down by the docks and then you knife her in the gills so no one can ever know that you like it wet. Also, they'd make neat jewelry out of shells.<br /><br />
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	<title>Alternative Humor Explorations</title>
	<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 14:18:05 -0500</pubDate>
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<strong>ATTEMPT ONE:</strong><br /><br />Q: What did the frisky dog say to Mr. Bird?<br />A: Presumably some combination of growls and barks, to which the bird, who &mdash; by the way &mdash; is an animal and therefore unworthy of the title of Mister, would respond with a series of chirrups. As to the content of the conversation, this is negligible as the bird and the canine are of different species and the veracity of animal language is dubious at best anyhow.<br /><br />Knock Knock.<br />Who's there?<br />Mary.<br />I don't know anyone named Mary.<br />Oh, sorry. Wrong house.<br /><br />A priest, a rabbi, and a Buddhist monk walk into a bar, because by some bizarre coincidence these three happen to be friends despite their distinct cultural and spiritual disparities. They each drink a moderate amount of the house beer and remain amicable toward each other by politely abstaining from mentioning any provocative topics such as religion. They leave several hours later and return to their respective homes.<br /><br />People who might find this funny: Perversely Boring People, Ultra Mega Irony Buffs<br /><br />**********<br /><br /><strong>ATTEMPT TWO:</strong><br /><br /><div class="left_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://6.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/1/9/collegehumor.0974ceb1ef6b468099e2d249aba1a128.jpg" width="336" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />People who might find this funny:  Geologists, Other Rocks<br /><br />**********<br /><br /><strong>ATTEMPT THREE:</strong><br /><p><br />Q: What did one boob say to the other?<br />A: <em>boing boing boing boing boing</em><br /><br />Q: How do you stop a girl from pooping?<br />A: Put your penis inside her anus.<br /><br />Penis: I am taller than you.<br />Clitoris: I am more sensitive.<br />Penis: I am becoming ever more taller than you.<br />Clitoris: Oh, well fuck me.<br /><br />People who might find this funny: Thirteen-Year-Olds, Sex Addicts</p>
<p>**********<br /><br /><strong>ATTEMPT FOUR:</strong><br /><br /><div class="left_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://7.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/d/0/collegehumor.e2ce035d6cdf91f4c13979008befd3fd.jpg" width="336" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />People who might find this funny:  Surrealists, People Who Enjoy The Word "Penis,"<br /><br />**********<br /><br /><strong>ATTEMPT FIVE:</strong><br /><br /><div class="left_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://3.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/c/5/collegehumor.6366a9ec65aea2e745adb6350aacbf12.jpg" width="150" /></div> "I'm a little devil!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />People who might find this funny:  Recent Mothers, Satanists<br /><br />**********<br /><br /><strong>ATTEMPT SIX:</strong><br /><br />Mr. Jacobson goes to work all day and comes home and says his wife doesn't do anything all day. I tell you, that man can understand 1040's and W-2's but there's one thing he doesn't understand: Chores.<br /><br />Ted Jacobson never makes his bed. They ought to call him Unmade Bed Ted.<br /><br />The African-American family next door just put up a basketball hoop. I have a joke, but you know what Auntie Ruth says about people who make those kinds of jokes...<br /><br />Sandra Lee is a sloppy WASP cunt.<br /><br />People who might find this funny:  Mrs. Jacobson</p>
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