Holy shit it’s July and you know
what that means? It’s swamp-ass season
instead of hockey season. June was a
pretty polarizing month for me. I
started off the month having what I can only assume was some strain of the
bubonic plague, only to get better from that and immediately tear my calf
muscle. Then I finished the month by
getting a new job title at work that allows me to finally have weekends off
like a normal person and also found me writing shit-all for jokes. You win some you lose some. Also, I had a noticeably lack of joke-related
images this month. Weird. Here are
jokes.
6/2
I spent the last 2 days sick in bed and my Fitbit was just
not having any of that shit. It spent the whole time yelling at me that I
needed to get up and hit my step goals. Fitbit has no sympathy.
6/2
One fun thing about being sick the past couple of days was
that at one point I woke up in the middle of the night and, in the delerium of
my fever, thought that the reason I didn't have the strength to lift my arms
was because they had turned to stone. Also, for some reason they looked like
Nature Valley granola bars.
6/3
Me: "I was just starting to feel kinda bad on Wednesday
and then Thursday..."
Kahla: "You told me Wednesday that you felt miserable."
Me: "Yeah, but I had to reevaluate my adjective usage when I realized how fucking awful I felt Thursday."
Kahla: "You told me Wednesday that you felt miserable."
Me: "Yeah, but I had to reevaluate my adjective usage when I realized how fucking awful I felt Thursday."
6/4
One very specific thing I remember from high school Spanish
class is that "cebolla" means "onion" and
"caballo" means "horse." And I think this is because I have
a deep, irrational fear that someday I'll be trying to get ingredients for
dinner at a Mexican supermarket and end up walking out of the store having
accidentally purchased a steed.
6/10
So, Rep. Tim Walberg (R-Mich.) told constituents that he believes
if climate change is a real problem, God can fix it.
I can't wrap my head around the fact that he (and certainly
others) believes that the same invisible man in the sky who supposedly once
flooded the earth as punishment for people fucking up, will put a stop to a
global event that is caused by people fucking up and, among other consequences,
raises ocean levels.
6/13
I stayed home from work today watching my girlfriend's kids
because their babysitter is out of town. The little narcs blabbed to their mom
about me eating candy for breakfast. Not cool. #SnitchesGetStitches
6/14
I really enjoy spicy foods, but don't mess with ghost peppers
because at a certain point I'm also really concerned about the state of my
butthole.
6/16
A little over a week ago I tore my calf muscle playing
hockey. I've been so worried about getting out of shape and gaining weight that
I'll be unable to run off during my recovery time that I've been stress-eating
a bunch of shitty comfort foods that I can't run off during my recovery time.
6/17
It is June 17th with a current outside temperature of 85
degrees and I'm sitting here watching Home Alone because children have no
concept of timeliness. This certainly has me in the summer spirit. #WetBandits#MilkEggsAndFabricSoftener #YaFilthyAnimal
6/22
At the Def Leppard concert tonight I saw a woman with one
arm. I really like the band, too, but I think a t-shirt is a much easier way to
show it.
6/23
At the concert last night I got to observe a drunken
40-something woman with a light-up bra and her equally drunken daughter make
extremely clumsy advances at 2 very straight-laced (read: dorky) looking, sober
guys next to them. I felt like Jane Goodall.
Pretty
excited to announce that I already wrote my first joke for July but I can’t
post it until the 23rd for reasons that will be explained when it’s
posted. Hopefully I write 2 or 3 jokes
before then.
-Ryan