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A Call For Humor!

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OK, enough idiot politics... and only one of those groups downplayed a deadly pandemic. I'm not sure a large portion of the public even knows which is which


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I see no problem, my choice is the same - I would choose the one not talking BS :cool:
 
Ropeburn said:
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from The Dog that Bit People by James Thurber

A few months before Muggs died, he got to “seeing things.” He would rise slowly from the floor, growling low, and stalk stiff-legged and menacing toward nothing at all. Sometimes the Thing would be just a little to the right or left of a visitor. Once a Fuller Brush salesman got hysterics. Muggs came wandering into the room like Hamlet following his father’s ghost. His eyes were fixed on a spot just to the left of the Fuller Brush man, who stood it until Muggs was about three slow, creeping paces from him. Then he shouted. Muggs wavered on past him into the hallway grumbling to himself but the Fuller man went on shouting.

I think mother had to throw a pan of cold water on him before he stopped. That was the way she used to stop us boys when we got into fights. Muggs died quite suddenly one night. Mother wanted to bury him in the family lot under a marble stone with some such inscription as “Flights of angels sing thee to thy rest” but we persuaded her it was against the law. In the end we just put up a smooth board above his grave along a lonely road. On the board I wrote with an indelible pencil “Cave Canem.” Mother was quite pleased with the simple classic dignity of the old Latin epitaph.

quoted from: https://realflashbytes.com/2026/05/20/the-dog-that-bit-people-thurber/
 
mhardy6647 said:
from The Dog that Bit People by James Thurber

A few months before Muggs died, he got to “seeing things.” He would rise slowly from the floor, growling low, and stalk stiff-legged and menacing toward nothing at all. Sometimes the Thing would be just a little to the right or left of a visitor. Once a Fuller Brush salesman got hysterics. Muggs came wandering into the room like Hamlet following his father’s ghost. His eyes were fixed on a spot just to the left of the Fuller Brush man, who stood it until Muggs was about three slow, creeping paces from him. Then he shouted. Muggs wavered on past him into the hallway grumbling to himself but the Fuller man went on shouting.

I think mother had to throw a pan of cold water on him before he stopped. That was the way she used to stop us boys when we got into fights. Muggs died quite suddenly one night. Mother wanted to bury him in the family lot under a marble stone with some such inscription as “Flights of angels sing thee to thy rest” but we persuaded her it was against the law. In the end we just put up a smooth board above his grave along a lonely road. On the board I wrote with an indelible pencil “Cave Canem.” Mother was quite pleased with the simple classic dignity of the old Latin epitaph.

quoted from: https://realflashbytes.com/2026/05/20/the-dog-that-bit-people-thurber/
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I'm completely unfamiliar with that so I guess my ad hoc judgement may count as unbiased:

All hail Muggs the Doge. He was the goodest of good bois, chasing and driving away evil ghosts and spirits all his life, humans completely unawares. The often ignored Doge and Cate Ghost Vision™ made his humans scold him and tell him off, little did they know their sound sleep was due to Muggs' impeccable detection and protection.

All his life he got told off and to shut up. He had resigned. But in his final days, he ran out of fucks to give. He would do again what all instinct said. Threaten, defend, with all his might. His humans misunderstood as they always did.

The salesman was one of those evil ghosts. Good Muggs did his duty till the bitter end.

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Ropeburn said:
I'm completely unfamiliar with that so I guess my ad hoc judgement may count as unbiased:

All hail Muggs the Doge. He was the goodest of good bois, chasing and driving away evil ghosts and spirits all his life, humans completely unawares. The often ignored Doge and Cate Ghost Vision™ made his humans scold him and tell him off, little did they know their sound sleep was due to Muggs' impeccable detection and protection.

All his life he got told off and to shut up. He had resigned. But in his final days, he ran out of fucks to give. He would do again what all instinct said. Threaten, defend, with all his might. His humans misunderstood as they always did.

The salesman was one of those evil ghosts. Good Muggs did his duty till the bitter end.
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Read the story. It's an Amurrican classic. ;)
 
mhardy6647 said:
from The Dog that Bit People by James Thurber

A few months before Muggs died, he got to “seeing things.” He would rise slowly from the floor, growling low, and stalk stiff-legged and menacing toward nothing at all. Sometimes the Thing would be just a little to the right or left of a visitor. Once a Fuller Brush salesman got hysterics. Muggs came wandering into the room like Hamlet following his father’s ghost. His eyes were fixed on a spot just to the left of the Fuller Brush man, who stood it until Muggs was about three slow, creeping paces from him. Then he shouted. Muggs wavered on past him into the hallway grumbling to himself but the Fuller man went on shouting.

I think mother had to throw a pan of cold water on him before he stopped. That was the way she used to stop us boys when we got into fights. Muggs died quite suddenly one night. Mother wanted to bury him in the family lot under a marble stone with some such inscription as “Flights of angels sing thee to thy rest” but we persuaded her it was against the law. In the end we just put up a smooth board above his grave along a lonely road. On the board I wrote with an indelible pencil “Cave Canem.” Mother was quite pleased with the simple classic dignity of the old Latin epitaph.

quoted from: https://realflashbytes.com/2026/05/20/the-dog-that-bit-people-thurber/
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When I was a kid I found an old book by James Thurber and found it hysterically funny.
My favorite story:
Bateman Comes Home

 
Philbo King said:
When I was a kid I found an old book by James Thurber and found it hysterically funny.
My favorite story:
Bateman Comes Home

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There was a great but very short-lived TV series a long time ago called My World and Welcome To It, starring William Windom as a wry, Thurber-esque writer/cartoonist/observer of the human condition.
We read The Dog that Bit People in some high school English class somewhere along the line. :)

Oh, speaking of the human condition (and, thanks to the transitive property, of Thurber, too!), this just in from The New Yorker:
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