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Today's News
War Protestor Elevated From "Quirky" to "Cunt"
CRAWFORD, Texas (DPI) — The Bush administration has
officially elevated the status of Cindy Sheehan from "Quirky
Nuisance" to "Bit of a Cunt." This is a jump from blue to
orange on the president's new public-dissent meter. The
elevation followed several weeks of Sheehan protesting the
death of her son outside the president's Texas ranch. "At first I
felt sorry for her," said Bush. "Her son was
killed in Iraq, which is really sad. Now it's been two weeks and
the bitch needs to get off my lawn. I can't personally meet with
everyone who has lost a son in Iraq. I wouldn't have any time
for golf and weeding." With media coverage of the protest
increasing steadily, Sheehan will likely reach red or
"intolerable whore" by early next week.
(Reported by Scott Haworth)
Hummer Announces New "H6" Sensible Family Wagon
DETROIT (DPI) — General Motors announced today the
newest member of the Hummer Assault Vehicle product line:
a sensible family sedan called H6. Flush with the success of H2,
a Chevy Suburban tarted up to look like a military tank, and H3,
a similarly repackaged Chevy Colorado, GM has decided to
move the Hummer's "macho styling" even further downstream.
"Consumers seem very happy to pay us thousands of extra
dollars to take one of our basic low-end vehicles, make it even
uglier, and destroy whatever handling, performance and gas
mileage it may have had in the name of style," stated GM
President Gary Cowger. H6 is based on the 1966 Oldsmobile Vista Cruiser
station wagon and is being marketed as a sensible alternative for
young families who need practical transportation in a military
assault vehicle form factor.
(Reported by Joseph Moore)
Israel Pulls Out of Liza
JERUSALEM (DPI) — Fulfilling its promise, Israel has withdrawn
from Liza Minelli and ejaculated on the sheets. "It is not in the
long-term interests of Israel to risk an entangling relationship
with Liza," Prime Minister Ariel Sharon told his nation. "She is not Jewish, she has a history of instability,
and Lord knows what diseases or terrorist organizations are
running rampart in her." After the Israeli withdrawal, members
of Hamas and Islamic Jihad danced around Ms. Minelli,
singing New York, New York and the theme from Arthur.
(Reported by David Kass)
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Headlines
Israeli Wives Forcibly Remove Husbands From Gaza Strip Clubs
Greek Crash Victims Frozen in Feta Position
Millions of Exam Veterans Outraged to Learn There's No Such Thing as a Prostate
Queen Elizabeth II Offically Names Snoop Dogg "Tha Dizzuke of Gangstashire"
Alabama Zombies Make Terrifying Mockery of "South Will Rise Again"
Probeatorials
Chinese Spam: Capitalism Has Defeated Mao At Last!
A guest Probeatorial
by Gary Murphy
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A few days ago, I received a piece of e-mail with a title that
looked like my inbox threw up after a long night of ANSI
shooters. Being curious (and virus-protected), I opened it. At
that time my server informed me that I would need to install a
Chinese font in order to read the e-mail properly.
"Chinese?" I thought to myself. "Who do I know in China that
doesn't realize I only speak English?" Why, nobody, of course.
That can mean only one thing: The Chinese have hopped on the
Spam wagon, destination -- capitalism! Hooray (or would that
be Hu-Rei?)! I got so excited about this global socioeconomic
breakthrough that I purchased a Chinese font package -- just to
read this spam!
China and spam are such a natural fit when you think about it.
Apply all the standard stereotypes Americans harbor about the
Chinese to standard Spam topics:
Male Enhancement: Everybody has heard of some sort of
traditional Chinese herbal aphrodisiac, rod stiffener or pecker-
picker-upper, right? Well, why not garner top yuan from the
round-eyes over here who spend billions on prescriptions just
for that purpose?
Low-Interest Loans: Chinese frugality is a common source of
chuckles for night-club comics, so receiving a low-cost
refinancing option from a Xi'an boiler-room operation just
seems natural.
Porn: Have you seen China's population recently? They bang.
They bang a lot! Something has to get them going, and pictures
of hot naked Chinese ladies in various randy positions would
definitely do the trick! Heck — I'm sporting bamboo right now
just thinking about it!
Nigerian-Style 519 Scams: The conditions are indeed ripe an
oppressive central government, scads of corrupt provincial and
local officials, and commodities to corner markets on and skim
profits from are abundant. Besides, when someone is lured
with the false promise of reward only to be captured and held
for ransom, is he or she said to be "Tokyo'd?"
Man oh man — I just can't wait to see what unsolicited offers
may await me from the People's Republic of Commerce! I'm
installing the font right now! Come on, porn! Go porn! Oh
baby...
Dammit! Now why the hell would I want to buy a fake Rolex?
(Transcribed by Carl Knorr)
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Today's Daily Probe Special Feature
Ask Zarxnol
The premier child psychologist on his home planet
Xargolia before being called to the service of his
Warrior-God Xargol as a conqueror of lesser worlds, Zarxnol
happilly adresses the child-raising concerns of our readers.
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Dear Zarxnol,
I'm worried about my son Junior. He gets huggy with his little
boy friends. He'll even kiss them sometimes, but he won't so
much as touch the little girls he plays with. I know he's only
four and he'll probably grow out of it, but I'm still a bit
concerned that he could grow up gay. Is there anything I can do
to set him straight?
Worried in Worcester
Worried:
Your question has solved a mystery that has plagued me since
arriving on this puddle-pocked planet what feels like millenia
ago, and for that I reluctantly thank you. That question: Why
are the males of these mange-plagued species of baboons-with-
dental-plans not entrusted with the difficult child-rearing
duties?
Cretin! Your spawn is nigh a third of the age of puberty, yet
already you fear for his sexual proclivities — and why? Because
Junior follows verbatim the teachings of the purple-carpeted
dinosaur whose televised counsel you thrust him before for
hours on end while you perform maintenance on your lawn
care equipment and pleasure yourself to gotmilf.com.
Obviously, Wor, you do not appreciate that homosexuality is
merely an evolutionary check on the spread of the epidemic
scourge called humanity. My limited observation and
abundance of anecdotal tuition attest that homosexual males
tend to be compassionate, fashionable, creative, thoughtful and
attentive while possessing all the advantages the male of the
species is granted over the female by nature. Your women
should rightly be insatiable love sponges for such compelling
men, producing ten offspring each in hopes that but one were
as grand and well-rounded as its sire. Were it not for the gay
male proclivity to cleave to each other, Mr. Ried, the mouth-breathing,
genital-scratching, Chee-to dust-covered, knuckle-dragging slogs such as
your pathetic self that make up the overwhelming human male majority would
never get sex without requiring the deployment of hand cream or an air
pump. As it is, only by the grace of your females and their
ability to fantasize of cavorting with their gay friends while
their real mates flop and quiver atop their bellies does your
wretched species maintain its average of two or three spawn
per pairing.
Indeed, Xargolia itself has a contingent of homosexuals who
live to serve Him Most High of the Seven Teats and do so quite
admirably. No, not THAT way, you abhorrent dung-chucker's
cousin! Their most visible contribution to the furtherance of the
Glorious Xargolian Empire is the military uniform they
designed for His armed forces — smart, sharp and stylish,
complementary to the soldier's muscularity while still light,
comfortable and durable. Truly, our uniforms are a wonder to
behold.
Fret not, Wor. You and all of your Worcester will get a more
than ample opportunity to observe the Xargolian Armed Forces
uniforms soon enough. More accurately, you will be looking
up to appreciate the functional flair in the heels of their boots
as my Armies From the Sea stomp upon your vacuous skull.
Off with you, Wretch!
Regards,
Zarxnol
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Send your questions to Zarxnol at: Zarxnol@DailyProbe.com
(Translated by Carl Knorr)
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