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Funny Haircuts! October 25, 2008

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Haircuts can be very funny sometimes. You could be walking down the street and all of a sudden you’ll see some freak coming from the opposite direction with a crazy ‘do’ on their head. And you’ll laugh to yourself. And others will laugh to themselves. Soon the whole world will e laughing at that poor, unfortunate fool with a crap haircut.

Here are some examples of funny haircuts:

Look! It’s a man doing a pooh.

That is not a cap he’s wearing. It’s his hair!

The faithful mullet. Never goes out of fashion. Never was ‘in’ fashion to get put ‘out’, that’s why.

This dog het’s picked on. You can just tell he’s ashamed of what he got done to himself.

Weird freak. What the hell is happening here?

That is the back of this guy’s head. Look! It’s a face. What a funny fellow…….or a twat.

Another twat with a face shaved into the top of his head. Funny for a about 5 minutes and then it just becomes sad.

Gotta love sheep. This could be taken directly from Italian Vogue. A real glamor sheep if ever I saw one.

And I know glamorous sheep when I see them.

What an unlucky, ugly, freak. As if he wasn’t cursed enough he has to go and get a sh*t haircut.

Ehm….erm……ohhhh….well…..

Now that’s funny.

What the f…..

Holy mother of………

The 1980’s was full of this kind of craziness. This – and the image above it – were considered ‘normal’ hair styles in the 80’s. Everyone had one. Didn’t matter if you were a farmer, a truck driver or a spaceman: the 80’s was the time when hairstyles went wild.

That haircut could work on a different facial shape.

Ah, the comb over – beloved hairstyle of every baby ever born in the history of the world.

I might just have to add more stupid funny hairstyles – particularly one’s from the 1980’s. Check back again and see what I’ve got for ya.

More Funny Monkey Images! October 14, 2008

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You asked for more and now you’ve got it, baby!

Ok, you didn’t ask for it but you’re getting it now, so shut up and just accept it.

As usual Jesus Budda will write some nonsense to accompany these delightful simian pictures.

Look it’s Oasis! What a bunch of gimps.

…and an Oasis fan after indulging himself too much on cigarettes and alcohol. Tee hee hee. What a crappy joke.

God, Oasis were crap. Jesus Budda can’t stand their stupid chugging rhythms and childish, derivitive lyrics sung by a singing lawnmower.

I went to school with a young lad that looked just like this decrepit monkey. He was very good at football and generally a nice fellow.

Awww, look: a monkey using a computer. Hilarious and deeply meaningful in equal measure.

Oh, I have to go. Somethings broke and I need to fix it.
I’ll be back with more stupid images of monkeys or whatever.

Right, I’m back.

Now let me continue were I left off:

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Cute and creepy at the same time. It’s harder than you think to achieve.

Good lord. What the hell is going on here then? Obviously this man wants to send his beloved monkey to space. But why? What did the monkey do to deserve that treat?

He’s so happy! Little does he know he’s being fed to the pythons at the zoo later tonight. Stupid gorilla. No wonder they’re fighting extinction.


You would adopt him? Wouldn’t you?
And then skin him and eat his brains.

I get the sense that this guy would be a cruel and heartless leader. He looks like the kinda monkey you just don’t mess with.

Ahhh, monkeys! Ya gotta love them. And even if you don’t, you secretly do. So it’s probably best just to come out straight and admit your love for them now and cut to the chase.

Being Sarcastic and cynical is complicated (and naked munchkins) October 13, 2008

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It is, isn’t it?
Well, the ’sarcastic’ bit. The naked munchkin is just random nonsense.
Oh, go on. Here’s a damn picture for you!


Every time Jesus Budda (there he goes with the whole ’speaking in the third person’ thing again) say’s something it’s automatically assumed that he’s being sarcastic.

Person: “What do you think of that rock?”

Jesus Budda: “It’s crap”.

Person: (Laughing) “Oh, you are so sarcastic!”

Jesus Budda: “I’m being honest. I think it’s crap”.

Person: “oh, you are such a kidder!”

See?

Being sarcastic and cynical means that everything (and I mean everything) you say is automatically perceived as being sarcastic/cynical.

Fat woman: “What do you think of my baby?”

Jesus Budda: (honestly) “it’s a lovely baby”.

Fat Woman: “F*ck you! Sarcastic bastard. That’s my lovely baby you’re talking about!”


You just can’t win, can you?

Trapped in a world of cynicism and sarcasm. No escape. No hope.

Why is Jesus Budda typing this crap?
Well, I left a comment on this site yesterday for a very funny man I’m acquainted with (not exactly in that way, despite what those naked photographs may suggest) called Duncan Whitehead- it was just something like “I appreciate your comments”.
Well, I just re-read it and it sound sarcastic.
But it’s not!
It’s genuine. I do appreciate the comments on this site from Duncan or any other pathetic, retarded losers out there.

Damn sarcastic curse Jesus Budda must live with.

Curses on you accursed curse!!!!!
I curse you to hell, goddammit.

Naked Babe Mind Nazi October 12, 2008

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“Naked Babe Mind Nazi”? What the hell is that? Good title whatever it means. Here’s a picture for those who came here from a search engine:

Now to the Jesus Budda rant:

I’ve suddenly realized that an awful lot of people that type crap on websites and forums are complete and utter twats, racists and losers.

Yes, I understand that that includes me. – well the twat and loser part anyways.

But what’s most worrying is that I’ve come to realize that these views are not just the nonsensical babbling’s of nerds. Some of these people feel secure in letting their real identities be know. What losers! (Speaking of course from the perspective of an actual ‘loser’ in the traditional sense of the word).

I admit I talk an awful lot of rubbish. But it’s harmless rubbish. World War 1, time travel, monkey’s, pigs, ugly babies – you know what Jesus Budda’s about.

Jesus Budda has no aspirations above telling lies about stupid crap. What you see is what you get. (Don’t you just hate it when someone speaks of them self in the third-person. Jesus Budda hates that)

Politics, elections, banking mess-ups: Jesus Budda could give a sh*t about them.

Jesus Budda is never vicious about ordinary folk.

Now you’re probably thinking “what the hell is this idiot talking about? Where are the ugly baby pictures?”. Well the thing is that I can’t stand people (human beings, that is) getting worked up about things that just don’t really matter.

Take emigration/immigration for instance. Whiners going on and on (not Jesus Budda) about the amount of foreigners coming into a country and ’stealing’ their jobs, houses, money, furniture, etc.

Get the fuck! (Oh no, not the ‘foreigners. You stay where you are. I’m referring to the whiners here).

So long as no one steals your actual posessions or tries to hurt you or your loved ones physically you shouldn’t give a damn.

Moan, moan, moan. “All my taxes going towards you buying drugs and killing kittens!”, they cry.

Fuck off, fool. Your beloved taxes are there because you put up with a system of government that creates them. Don’t like the system? Well then get the fuck out or get rid of your government!

The World is a big place (I’ve seen the atlas) but humans are such needy little fuckers that they can’t help cramming in together in tight spaces. And when they’re (I say ‘they’ because I am not a human after all) all clumped together they suddenly start wondering what happens next. What should they do?

Fools are all talking and chattering amongst each other that nobody knows what’s going on. Some tosser decides it’d be better if they all spoke in turn. Trouble is that there’s so many people that it’d take a hundred billion years to just listen to what each has to say – and time is not on their side. Especially Tony’s side.

I think I’ll insert an image here to break up the flow of this magnificent rant.

It’s a shoe with a smiley face.

Now, back to the rant.

When was the last time a government ’spoke’ on your behalf? The last time you got something out of a government policy. I’ don’t care what country/region you’re from, it doesn’t matter.

While you’re scratching your head I’ll continue.

Nobody likes government or politicians. Everybody hates them Even politicians hate them Then why in hell do people put up with them?!

Oh, the country would collapse if they weren’t there.

Why the hell – after all the centuries of human achievement in science, technology and medicine – do people still accept the way things are.

5-day working week? Why? Why 5 days? Religion isn’t as important any more, so all that Sabbath rest-day malarkey shouldn’t apply. Why not make it a full 7-day week? Go the whole hog.

24-hour day? Make it 70. Fuck the Sun! If it keeps people from thinking and more time ‘doing’ then it’s gotta make things run smoother? Shouldn’t it?

When Jesus Budda thinks of the animal world he sees that, generally, things balance themselves out: the queen bee gets treated like a queen (how fitting for a Queen bee) and has the attention of millions to care for her. But the downside is she can never leave the hive.

There should always be a downside to power, luxury and control.

Unfortunately that doesn’t seem to apply to humans.

I will finish this rant with another picture. It’s of a dancing cat. I think it illustrates my point perfectly. (‘purrfectly’ for those who like puns or are retarded)

Shelly Winters climbing a giant Christmas Tree October 11, 2008

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There are some things that you would never believe unless you actually witnessed them yourself firsthand.

In the disaster movie “The Poseidon Adventure”, the fat, old actress Shelly Winters is seen climbing a giant Christmas tree in an overturned ocean liner.

When I first saw this film many years ago I laughed so hard. This was one of those events that would go down in history as being unbelievable to anyone who hadn’t witnessed it.

The trouble is that I can’t find a damn picture of the fat bitch climbing the tree anywhere on this stupid Internet.

Why? This should be easily accessible!

So I’ve had to compromise.

Here is a picture of big, fat actress Shelly Winters (is she dead?).

And here is a picture of a person in a tree. Ok, it’s not a Christmas tree but it’s close.

Now quickly move your eyes actress this page from top to bottom and vice versa. Do it a few times really quickly.

See?

It looks like the big fat sow is up the tree!

Or you could just watch the stupid film and see it for real.

Eirther way I don’t care.

More Pictures of Me in World War I – Where I was a hero to millions October 10, 2008

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I don’t mean to boast – that’s just the way I am.

Anyways, I’m great, aren’t I?

Don’t bother answering.  don’t care about your opinion. You probably don’t give a shit about your own opinions either.that’s ok. Don’t worry. I’m here and that’s all that matters.

Now.

World War 1.

I was a hero. Millions depended on me. They worshiped me.

I have no idea why, but that’s what I’m told anyways.

Here are some genuine photographs from World War 1.

That’s me holding hands with two Austro-Hungarian kids that were refugees during the War. I later ate them. Delicious!

Why the metallic body suit? Well, things were very advanced back in the day. Much more advanced technologically than you’d think. Or read in history books. Everything was made from tin: pots, pan’s, houses and our armored body suits. I used to urinate down one leg and store dental floss in the other.

What an ugly bastard. We had no problem with the Germans. It was the damn Austro-Hungarian kids that we hated. Oh, yeah.

That’s what the war was all about. We just wanted to kill those ugly bastards.

Austro-Hungarians? See? None of them left.

Here’s a picture of the trenches.

You can’t have a picture gallery of World War 1 without one of the trenches.

Don’t be fooled by it’s peaceful nature. There were rats as big as a truck in that shrubbery.

I once saw a man loose a leg. Nothing to do with the war. It was on televison. An operation. Gangrene. Terrible thing.

Back to War and the beloved trenches. Good times. We played cowboys and Indians – except with robotic armor-plated body suits and laser death rays.

Here’s a picture t prove it:

Jesus Budda in World War I Trenches making soup October 5, 2008

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Here’s a picture of Jesus Budda in the trenches of World War 1.

AS you’ll notice in the image, I dressed like a woman. Don’t ask. It kept me alive, godammit!
A terrible war and one that has almost been ignored because of that damn sequel that happened in 1939.

Die Hard 2 was a good film but it’s not as good as Die Hard 1, is it?
Of course not.
Let’s remember the good ‘ol times of 1914-1918 with these photographs from my private collection:

That’s me in the trenches flexing my bulging muscles. We dug that trench much wider than any other trench in the War. 16 miles wide by 29 miles long. We had our own swimming pool, sauna and casino. Good times.

This guy was known as ‘the pointer’. He just pointed at folks. Nothing else. All day and all night he stood there pointing. Never spoke a word. Died from a German shepherd bite in the groin. Sad end for a strange man. Nice guy, by the way.

This is Bert and Ernie. Bert loved that rifle. Married it after the War.

Ernie like urinating this way. Never unbuttoned his pants. A proud man. He died of heartburn. Ate a poisoned carrot.