K W Schroeder's Articles

9 total in April 2007
  • 1)God is a woman, and also a misogynist.
    2)Porcupines lactate twice monthly, whether they’re pregnant or not, from one of three-dozen anuses. Or is it anii?
    3)It’s anii.
    4)All books published before 1871 were written in the blood of prepubescent virgins.
    5)Babies are refundable as long as the tamper-evident seal has not been broken.
    6)The last word of the Old Testament is “scrotal”, although it is not in reference to scrotums.
    7)It’s actually scrotii.
    8)The telephone was invented for the sole purpose of prank-calling Alexander Graham Bell’s assistant and calling him a fag.
    9)The word “douchebag” is actually derived from a sixteenth-century French root-word meaning “man of noble stature”.
    10) In every "Where's Waldo" book ever made, there never once appeared a character named “Waldo”. The guy in the striped shirt was named Phillip. Joke’s on you.
    11) The original computer keyboard had one key, the name of which has been kept secret for centuries. Yes, centuries.
    12) The movie Shrek was actually written as an anti-American propaganda piece in the late 1940s by Heinrich Himmler.
    13) If you tape two kittens together back-to-back and then toss them in the air, both will inexplicably land on their feet still taped together. This phenomenon has not been scientifically explained.
    14) “Carlos Mencia” is actually the stage name of one Khalid Al Akhef, a Saudi Arabian biochemical engineer known for the invention of Sarin gas.
    15) If you make a mixed drink out of Everclear and Natural Light, it is physically impossible to become intoxicated by drinking it. This is attributed to a chemical reaction between the ethanol in the Everclear and an added preservative in the beer.
    16) If you place a television, microwave and desktop computer in a triangular shape roughly five feet in area, you may be able to read people’s thoughts if you call them on your cell phone while all three appliances are operating.
    17) It is physically impossible to stab yourself through the sternum with a spoon.
    18) Fire is flame-retardant.
    19) Mentally-challenged males possess, on average, eleven-inch penises.
    20) Sorry: penii.
     


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    1)Wouldn’t it be awesome if we had a sock full of batteries and a nail-gun?
    2)You know, from behind you look just like a fat Jennifer Aniston.
    3)I think the condom broke… twenty minutes ago!
    4)Oh, by the way, your dad called earlier. He said to ask you about this weekend.
    5)STOP! Ha ha, just kidding honey. … OH GOD! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!
    6)When we’re done, I want you to look at this thing on the end of my penis. It’s kind of warty-looking.
    7)Your friend Janet is really looking good these days. Has she been dieting?
    8)I’m getting close… Oh God… ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
    9)…So I said to Carl, “Look man, I love my wife and everything, but yeah… like a fuckin’ drunk gorilla.”
    10)Oh yeah, those antibiotics. Well, you see, that was this whole big thing, you know… doctors and stuff.


  • The Obnoxious Fat Guy Fart: Potent enough to clear a ballroom and powerful enough to part your hair, the OFGF is the industry standard for all farts. This is one emission that cannot be blamed on the dog, who is lying dead in the corner, with neatly-parted hair.
     
    Sounds Like: BRRAPPP-BRAAAP-PPPPPPPPFFFFLLLLOPPPP-POP!
     
    Typically Heard During: Any activity whatsoever. Church, funerals, sporting events, first dates… It doesn’t matter, when this one needs to clear some room, it’s going to.
     
    The Fat Girl Fart: Usually accidental and embarrassing, the FGF is nonetheless incredibly foul and hilarious. One of the few phenomena in the world that can actually make a fat girl less attractive.
     
    Sounds Like: Thrrrrribap! Bap!
     
    Typically Heard During: Roughhousing/Physical Exertion. Tickle fights, Indian leg wrestling, energetic sex… Why are you looking at me like that? Dude, I just heard that somewhere, seriously. Oh fuck you, man…
     
    The Revenge Fart: Generally known only in male circles, the RF is a fantastic way to fulfill your oath of vengeance for various sleights against you. Be warned, however: what goes around comes around, and the RF may be cruelly discussed in front of prospective mates.
     
    Sounds Like: Pssssst.
     
    Typically Heard During: Long car rides in cold weather. Once released, the RF becomes a viscous-yet-oddly free-floating ethereal substance that attaches itself to the inner nostril and will not relinquish control over the atmosphere of the car.
     
    The Kinda Cute Girl Fart: The most irresponsible and ill-fated of all farts, the KCGF is meant to ingratiate the KCG with her male friends. Usually executed with a girlish scrunching of the nose and hiking of the leg, this fart is one of the only sure-fire repellants of drunk men.
     
    Sounds Like: FIIIIIIRT!
     
    Typically Heard During: Tailgate parties and campouts. The KCG is slightly intoxicated and more-than-a-little lonely, so she feels that joining in a rousing game of blowing ass with the boys is a good way to gain positive attention. This is not a smart move, KCG.
     
    The Gay Guy Fart: The homosexual variant of the KCGF, the GGF is actually more effective at gaining a straight man’s admiration. Once the GG lets one off, the guys around him will generally relax and think of him as just “one of the guys.”
    Sounds Like: (koooooooooosh)
     
    Typically Heard During: Hanging Out With The Guys/Sex. Seriously, dude… I just heard it from someone. Why do you have to be such a dick?
     
    The Super-Hot Girl Fart: Thought to be mythical by male flatulence scholars, the SHGF is the Yeti of all farts. Many have heard stories, but none have given proof.
     
    Sounds Like: Unknown. Possibly wind-chimes and blue jays.
     
    Typically Heard During: The instant before you die, when all mysteries become known.


  •  This was a surprisingly east list to write. I could have gone on, but fifty seemed like a reasonable place to stop. If everyone in the world wrote a list like this, well, the world would be full of assholes like me. Don't write a list like this.
     
    1)I probably don’t like you.
    2)My opinions are based in grossly misunderstood fantasy.
    3)I will steal your Oreos.
    4)If you ask me a question, I’ll tell you the answer you want least to hear.
    5)Whatever we experience together, I’ll probably write about it later.
    6)I can’t tell the difference between flirting and being polite.
    7)My internet connection sucks.
    8)I will drift off in conversation, then jump back in with useless advice.
    9)I will show you my balls, unless I already have, in which case I’ll show you my balls again.
    10)If your best friend is an idiot, I will ridicule you for being friends with an idiot.
    11)If you can’t use proper grammar, I will ridicule you while using it.
    12)I will tell your boyfriend/girlfriend what a skank you are.
    13)I will get drunk and tell you how much I hate you, and then give you pretty good reasons why.
    14)You know that embarrassing thing you did? Yeah, I noticed it, and I intend to talk about it.
    15)I will sell you fake drugs, then ridicule you when you act intoxicated.
    16)If you are anorexic, I will call you fat.
    17)If you’re fat, likewise.
    18)If you are a female, chances are I’ve noticed something about you that you’d rather no one knew.
    19)If you are a male, then you’re probably a douche, and I’m compiling a mental list of reasons why this is so.
    20)I am impervious to most insults.
    21)If you insult me and I don’t seem to mind, chances are I think you’re an idiot.
    22)If you actually care about that, you probably are.
    23)I can find increasingly inventive ways to steer a conversation towards the subject of my penis.
    24)No matter what book you’ve read, I know something negative about the author.
    25)Your choice of music is not nearly as important to me as my choice of not giving a shit about your choice of music.
    26)I will get drunk and vomit in a secret place in your home, then I won’t tell you.
    27)If you tell me something more than twice, I will intentionally sabotage whatever it is you’re doing.
    28)I just don’t care what your third grade teacher’s name was.
    29)If you have a pimple, I will repeatedly state “You have a pimple!” until you remedy the situation.
    30)If you eat popcorn without being under duress, I probably hate you.
    31)If you talk negatively about my penis in public, chances are I will show you to be a liar. Or I’ll just show off my penis. Whichever.
    32)I don’t care about what you’re “going through” right now. It doesn’t matter. If it did, you wouldn’t be telling me about it.
    33)If you roller-blade, I will probably ridicule you.
    34)If you ridicule me, I will probably agree with you.
    35)If I’m wrong, I will find ways to make you look stupid.
    36)If you tell me you tried to commit suicide one time, I will ridicule you for being a pussy and a failure.
    37)If you get mad at me for something I’ve already forgotten, you’re wasting your time.
    38)If you drink soy milk in front of me, I will ridicule you for being pretentious/lactose intolerant.
    39)If you shop at J. Crew, I will publicly denounce you as a heretic.
    40)If you’re fat, don’t whine about it to me. It’s your fault, Tubby.
    41)If you think I’m an asshole, go cry to someone else about how awful I am.
    42)If you don’t know what you want, neither do I.
    43)If you piss me off, I will tell everyone about that time you did that thing you hope nobody saw.
    44)If you like Carlos Mencia, you are a tool.
    45)If you are Carlos Mencia, I think you’re the devil. And a tool.
    46)If you are Kelly, you’ve been warned.
    47)If you’re foreign, I will ridicule you for being some other nationality.
    48)If you’re Catholic, I see no need to ridicule you.
    49)If you hated this list, I think you’re an idiot for reading this far.
    50)If you have additions to this list, submit them to me. If I like them, I’ll add them and give you credit. If I don’t, I’ll still add them, only I’ll credit and then ridicule you for being stupid.


  • “… and he says to her, ‘Honey…”
     
    “What I wouldn’t give for some of those…”
     
    “Red galoshes like they sell at…”
     
    “Bacon, no mayonnaise, with…”
     
    “...and that girl at the register, trying to…”
     
    “…microwave a damn pillowcase, of all things…”
     
    “With the foot still in it, I swear to…”
     
    “…Frank Gifford, you know, Kathie Lee’s…”
     
    “…big-ass firetruck, lights on and…”
     
    “He enjoys anal sex, but I think…”
     
    “…she should really consider taking it to the shop for…”
     
    “…total domination in the World Cup…”
     
    “But if it isn’t contagious, why should…”
     
    “…squirrels, and other woodland creatures.”
     
    “…and organisms generally found in moist, dark corners of…”
     
    “Phil Mickelson, along with that other one. You know, the black guy with the
    big…”
     
    “Discovery Channel presents…”
     
    “…it’s not a hickey, I cut myself shaving.”


  • In A Perfect World

    I wouldn't have to tell people they're stupid, they would already know. I guess that would be all they'd know, since they're stupid.
     
    I could have killed that fucking owl for eating my Tootsie Roll Pop.
     
    Hippies could be refined into biodiesel.
     
    Only five movies would come out every year, and they all would kick ass.
     
    You could volunteer people for overdue abortions.
     
    McDonalds would pay me to eat their crap. And then pay me to eat mine.
     
    I could pit Jon Bon Jovi and Richard Geere in a winner-takes-all death match. Then I could pit the winner against himself in same.
     
    People could not use the word "dope" as an adjective.
     
    Underage/ugly females would have to wear muu-muus and hoods.
     
    People with VD would have signs that say, "Hi! I have a venereal disease because I'm a skank."
     
    Pollution would cause global warming, but only stupid people would die of cancer.
     
    Rolling your eyes would be punishable by death by castration.
     
    "Talking to the hand" would involve a talking hand.
     
    Angelina Jolie would wear two things: me, and nothing.
     
    Dogs would spay or neuter themselves, and it would be on television.
     
    Big trucks would come with mandatory vanity plates saying, "I have a small penis, so I bought this road-hogging monstrosity." Only I don't think that has anything to do with vanity.
     
    Hair would stay on the head of anyone who chooses to have it. It would also stay out of my food, and not get wrapped around things that are important to me.
     
    Fox News would air 24-hour coverage of how everything they report is mostly bullshit.
     
    Being funny/interesting would be a requirement for speaking in public.
     
    Ugly women would not drive hot girl cars.
     
    Game shows would all end in either the contestant or the host dying by firing squad, depending on who won. It's only fair.
     
    Babies would have giant claws, and would fight each other when prompted.
     
    I would have someone follow me around and make whooshing noises every time I moved.
     
    Yelling at the television would result in a death match between the yeller and a robotic television monster.
     
    Karaoke would involve ninjas and interpretive dance.
     
    Kevin Federline would be punishable by death. I know that doesn't make sense right now.
     
    Just think about it for a minute.
     
    Wikipedia would be affiliated with Fox News, and they would run concurrent bulletins on how they both suck.
     
    I could make Myspace violently fellate itself.
     
    Every keyboard would come with a secret trigger button that would shoot anyone who entered words like "LOL".
     
    Exposed breasts would be a form of currency.
     
    Or is it already?
     
    Never mind.
     
    Pirates would be real, and none of them would look anything like Orlando Bloom.
     
    Ice cream would come in one flavor: awesome.
     
    The dictionary would be a person you could beat up for misspelling words.
     
    Tobacco would make you super-strong and smell like sexy.
     
    Homeless people would be forced to work in mattress factories.
     
    Not being a douchebag would be a national pastime.
     
    Dane Cook would be forced to watch his own stand-up.
     
    Farts would be visible to the naked eye.
     
    No one could wear clothes saying "Hottie" without actually being one.
     
    Mineral water would contain mercury, lead, and other vital nutrients.
     


  • 10) Hey, I’m having a party! Wanna come in my pants?
     
    9) I were rearranging the alphabet, I would put “y” and “u” together.
     
    8) What are you doing in a place like this nice girl?
     
    7) You’re so perfect, you must have an extra chromosome. What? No, you don’t look like you have Down’s Syndrome! Why are you crying?
     
    6) Baby, I‘m so good in bed, I got arrested for being a sex offender.
     
    5) Are you a drum instructor? Because you make me want to beat off.
     
    4) Want to see 8 inches of stunning German engineering? What? Of course I’m talking about my model Porsche. I don’t… Oh, you thought I meant my penis. Sorry.
     
    3) Hey baby, you wanna earn twenty-six bucks the hard way? What? Well, I think Rodney Dangerfield is funny.
     
    2) Wanna come over and have sex? I mean- watch movies and fuck? I mean…
     
    1) Oh, you noticed the bulge in my jeans, huh? Yeah, that's loose change and a roll of breath mints.


  • ME: “Okay look. There’s something I’ve gotta tell you, and I don’t think you’re going to like it.”

     

    Silence

     

    ME: “Every day now, for nearly two years, all you do is sit there and stare at me. You make those little gurgling noises and frankly, you smell like shit.”

     

    Silence

     

    ME: “I swear this has to be the millionth time we’ve had this conversation. I tell you what’s wrong, like how we’re not as intimate as we used to be, which, by the way, is getting so fucking old, and all you do is make that idiotic fuck-dumb gargle. Is any of this even getting through to you? ANSWER ME!”

     

    Silence

     

    ME: “You see? You’re doing it right now! Fucking stop it! I swear to CHRIST! I’m going to count to ten, and if you don’t say something, I’m punching you in the goddamn neck!”

     

    (gurgle gurgle)

     

    ME: “Nine, ten! That’s it!”

     

    POW!

     

    ME: “Motherfucker! Oh that is just absolutely fucking beautiful! You start a goddamned fight with me, break my fucking hand, and you just sit there! I’m going to the hospital, again, thank you very fucking much, and when I get back, it’s so over!”

     

    Silence, followed by a loud gurgling noise

     

    ME: “Oh, fuck you, you ingrate!”

     

    Sound of door slamming and car accelerating.

     

    CRASH!

     

    Sound of angry mumbling followed by the garage door being opened.

     

    Sound of car squealing out of driveway.

    (at the hospital)

     

    DOCTOR: “Ah, Mr. Schroeder?”

     

    ME: “Yes?”

     

    DOC: “I’d like a word with you, if I may.”

     

    ME: “Sure. And look, this wasn’t really my fault. My girlfriend, you know…”

     

    DOC: “Actually, that’s exactly what I wanted to discuss with you. I’ve been observing you since you were admitted, and I was on duty the last, I don’t know, four or five times you were here, and something is troubling me.”

     

    ME: “If it’s about my girlfriend, dude, I totally get it. I’m so dumping that bitch when I get home.”

     

    DOC: “Well, it is somewhat related to that. You see, Mr. Schroeder, I don’t think your girlfriend was responsible for-”

     

    ME: “Okay, I get where you’re going with this. I may have been yelling at her, and then I may have tried to hit her, but sh-”

     

    DOC: “About your ‘girlfriend’, is she-”

     

    ME: “Yeah, totally, she’s a fuckin’ bi-”

     

    DOC: “No, I mean, is she-”

     

    ME: “Kind of dumb? Exac-”

     

    DOC: “NO. Is sh-”

     

    ME: “You know, man, you totally get me. I wish my girl-”

     

    DOC: “MR. SCHROEDER!”

     

    ME (meekly): “Yes?”

     

    DOC: “Does your girlfriend stand about yea high?” (makes gesture)

     

    ME: “Yeah.”

     

    DOC: “And is she somewhat pale in complexion?”

     

    ME, surprised: “Yeah! How did you-”


    DOC, waving his hand impatiently: “And does she also have a distinct odor, perhaps like excrement?”

     

    ME: “Excre… Exc-”

     

    DOC (angrily): “Like feces, Mr. Schroeder. Does your girlfriend smell like feces?”

     

    ME: “Fuck yeah! I always-”

     

    DOC, cutting me off: “Mr. Schroeder, is your girlfriend a toilet?”

     

    ME: “Um. Well, no. I mean, I don't think... What the fuck is that?” (pointing in to the distance behind the doctor)

     

    DOC: “What? I don’t see anyth-”

     

    ME: “A HA!”

     

    DOC, crumpling to the floor, gagging from a manly neck punch: “Gah! Hrgglssh…”

     

     

    Sound of shoes slapping and the victorious yell of a hero returning home to his beloved.

     


  •  There are times in this life when we find ourselves ashamed of something we have done, and sometimes even things we only thought about doing. When we hear someone recalling a pleasant memory of doing something reprehensible, we balk, and immediately pass judgment.
     
     The best part of all of this is the fact that most of these value judgments are made without the slightest clue of what the activity or deed is even like. I love this part, mainly because it affords me the opportunity to ask uncomfortable questions in a manner akin to the Inquisition. When the "I Nevers" step in, I jump right into the thick of it, dressed in the wonderfully grotesque costume of "Why Not?". It is in this gleaming moment of absurd objectivity that I shine brightest. I'm never more in control, never more brilliant, than when I'm playing the Devil's advocate.
     
     What most people don't think about are the extenuating circumstances that can potentially lead up to involvement in otherwise morally detested activities. Since I love to make people uncomfortable, I compiled a list of things you say you wouldn't do, and the reasons why you probably would.
     
    What You Wouldn't Do: Take Anal. Most straight guys get genuinely offended when asked if they would ever let someone, male or female, put something in their ass. Some even resort to physical violence when pressed on this issue philosophically.
     
    Why You Would: Because A Hot Girl Asked You To. It's really that simple fellas. Men are renowned for publicly declaiming certain sexual or emotional goings-on. They are also famous for doing exactly the opposite when asked by an attractive female who may let them touch their naughty parts. Also, you probably heard the rumors about prostate stimulation being the greatest achievable male orgasm, and will use that knowledge to justify such an encounter to yourself and your asshole.
     
    What You Wouldn't Do: Period Sex. Oh, but how men take such a lofty stance when asked if they would have sex with their menstruating girlfriends! It is obvious that no man would sink so low as to put his valued appendage into a bleeding orifice.
     
    Why You Would: Because Your Dick Is Smarter Than You. Yep, he's got you by the balls on this one. Even if you could withstand the torrent of persuasion and throbbing from an angry John Thomas, there's still the memory of all those desperate nights in junior high when you would have fucked your English teacher's shoe if she let you. If you offend the waiting female, well, you might just have to wait until she takes her shoes off to get any.
     
    What You Wouldn't Do: Get Head From A Dude. This is an especially sensitive topic for many men, since the most jocky beer-and-pussy good ol' boys are the ones who regularly think about it. No real man needs this from another man, he has legions of females lining up to put their mouths on his unwashed, Jergen's-and-duck-butter-scented tool.
     
    Why You Would: Jack Daniels. Men are generally semi-reasonable idiots most of the time, prone to fighting each other mainly with words or video games, and jerking off when other prospects are unavailable. Alcohol, most prominently whiskey, turns a thoughtful idiot into a monster Id who then makes relief an absolute must. It also makes it easy to convince yourself of anything, notably: that it's your dick in someone else's mouth, not vice-versa, and because of the whiskey you are an invisible master of deception who will never be found out. Except, of course, when Tony tells all of his hot female friends about "Thith one guy with the barbed-wire tattooth on his bicepth that let me go down on him in hith truck."
     
    Thus endeth the lesson for the evening, friends. There are many more examples of what guys say they wouldn't, but probably would anyway, but sadly most of them can be attributed to the preceding three reasons. Yes, men really are that simple.
     
    Thank you, and good day.
     


     


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