Apropos of Nothing

December 21, 2010

Fire Marshal Santa

Filed under: Entertainment,Humour — aproposofnothing @ 8:12 pm

From In Living Color

December 20, 2010

Fairytale of New York

Filed under: Newsworthy — aproposofnothing @ 8:36 pm

A little something for the season from the Pogues.

 

Silent Monks Singing Halleluia

Filed under: Newsworthy — aproposofnothing @ 7:44 pm

Christmas Themed Tattoos

Filed under: Christmas,Tattoo — aproposofnothing @ 6:16 pm

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December 19, 2010

The good husband…

Filed under: Christmas,Humour — aproposofnothing @ 6:48 pm

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company’s Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn’t taste like alcohol at all. He didn’t even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.

Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.

He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick:

“Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian”

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper.

His son is also at the table, eating.

Jack asks, “Son… what happened last night?”

“Well, you came home after 3 A. M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door.

Confused, he asked his son, “So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??”

His son replies, “Oh THAT!… Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, “Leave me alone, I’m married!!”

Broken Coffee Table $239.99

Hot Breakfast $4.20

Two Aspirins $.38

Saying the right thing, at the right time . .

Priceless!


December 17, 2010

The Brothers Mario

Filed under: Entertainment,Fun Stuff — aproposofnothing @ 8:18 am

An epic gangland tale of betrayal and violence in this mock trailer for THE BROTHERS MARIO.

December 16, 2010

The Spirit of Christmas – NSFW Language

Filed under: Christmas,Entertainment,Fun Stuff — aproposofnothing @ 10:00 pm

This is the original South Park video. It came out around 1995. It wasn’t on TV until 1997. When I saw it, there was no youtube and the internet was in it’s infancy. I watched it on VHS with a bunch of friends.  That was how it was passed around back then, copy the video tape and pass it to your buddy,

from vids.myspace.com posted with vodpod

Fun with Science

Filed under: Fun Stuff,Humour — aproposofnothing @ 7:36 am

 

A Christmas Story

Filed under: Christmas,Humour — aproposofnothing @ 12:10 am

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job it was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses.

One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.

The letter read:

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December 14, 2010

Santa’s Bad Day – The Birth of a Tradition

Filed under: Christmas,Humour — aproposofnothing @ 9:37 pm

One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip, but there were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.

Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More stress.
Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys.

So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke into hundreds of  little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the broom. Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said, very cheerfully, “Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn’t it  a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you.  Where would you like me to stick it?”

Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree.

December 13, 2010

David Bowie and Bing Crosby – Little Drummer Boy

Filed under: Christmas,Music — aproposofnothing @ 10:13 pm

This is one of my favorite Christmas songs. The story goes that Bowie did not like Little Drummer boy and the writers wrote Peace on Earth as a replacement. When the stars met that morning, they decided on a medley and rehearsed for only an hour. It turned out to be a classic. Bing died a month later.  More here.

Wildest Christmas dinner

Filed under: Christmas,Entertainment,Humour — aproposofnothing @ 7:52 pm

This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinner. This won first prize.

As a joke, my brother used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas. He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them. What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay’s kids’ stockings were overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

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Twisted Christmas

Filed under: Christmas,Entertainment,Music — aproposofnothing @ 7:44 pm

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