These are the lies, as we know them:
Contrary to
popular belief, pigs CAN fly, which leads to some rather unsettling
predicaments. People have reacted either
by killing themselves, trying to fly, or grabbing butterfly nets and baseball
bats to harness the “magical powers” of the newly discovered aeronautical pigs.
Sales taxes
are a national lie created as a joke between Jose Consenco and Fred Jones, two
custodians that worked the same area and shift in the Pentagon during the
40’s. A security guard on duty finally
caught on while watching some of the tapes, thought it was serious, and it
spread from there.
Van Gough
didn’t cut off his ear as an expression of love for another. He cut it off and hung it from his alarm
clock to remind himself of what happens when you fuck with Santa Claus at the
wrong time of year.
Santa
Clause isn’t really human. He’s a disgusting mutt-mix of a polar bear, walrus,
and George Harrison, otherwise known as The Beatle That Wasn’t John, Paul, Or
Ringo. The American people must be kept
from the terrible truth, for the truth is horrible.
The truth
really isn’t all that horrible most of the time. Scientists have discovered that all we need
to cope with it would be a nice slab of honey ham, 29 oz of Sunny Delight, and
a ferret every day, and the impact of truth on the common man is diminished by
at least 83.74%.
The AMA has
been misspelling Asperger’s Disease for decades to avoid the obvious criticism
that victims of the disease would suffer if everyone knew that they were pronouncing
it correctly, and it truly is called Ass-Burger’s Disease. The FTA has been saying for years that
assaults on retarded people’s anuses would increase by at least 6-fold if
everything was spelled correctly, so we continue printing and insisting on
spelling it “Asperger’s”.
On a
related topic, Ass-Burger’s victims have been observed socializing with flying
pigs, and there are reports of odd people flying on pigs through major
metropolitan areas. This led geologists
to look more closely into the idea of hell, which gave us the opportunity to
use the Hell-o-scope. There was much
rejoicing the finance department, since the accusation that the Hell-o-scope
was an enormous waste of tax money are finally being refuted with viable
evidence.
Much to the
disappointment of religious people everywhere, and to the befuddlement of
geologists somewhere over in the next room, the Hell-o-scope shows that hell is
not the fire-y pit of doom as is believed by the masses. Under closer inspection (which is ANY inspection
at all), we have found it to more closely resemble a snowman’s head. Sociologists were prompted yesterday to look
into what inspires children to make such horrendously coincidental constructs
in snow.
Having read
this memorandum, it has been assumed that you have donned the appropriate
necktie with tracking device, and the indoctrination has been an overwhelming
success.
Please sign at the bottom of this piece of carpet to confirm
our assumptions.
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