Archive for June, 2015

You’ll No­tice That Your Test Book­lets Come Equipped with Con­doms and Lube

Teacher: Okay, so the on­line quiz is up. You have a week to com­plete it, in your own time. I sug­gest, even en­cour­age, you to bring your lap­tops and get to­geth­er with your friends and have an “on­line quiz par­ty”. Last year we had stu­dents throw­ing “on­line quiz or­gies” but that’s an­oth­er sto­ry.

Grif­fith Uni­ver­si­ty

Let’s Just Say Rudolph’s Girl­friend Has Her “Month­ly Vis­i­tor”

Girl #1: Every time I watch Rudolph, it gives me stress.
Girl #2: That show is hor­ri­ble!
Girl #1: See, those lit­tle rein­deer, they did­n’t know any bet­ter, but Dancer was a grown-ass rein­deer! He knew bet­ter than to treat Rudolph like that, tellin’ his own kid not to play with Rudolph… That’s some straight-up bull­shit.
Guy: And why was Rudolph’s nose red if both of his par­ents’ noses were black?
Girl #2: ‘Cause his mom was a ho.
Girl #1: Y’­know, Dancer was prob­a­bly his mom’s punk-ass ba­by-dad­dy. And you know what? Even San­ta did­n’t know how to act. If I was Rudolph, I would tell San­ta, ‘Oh, hell no!‘
Girl #2: Oh, hell no!
Girl #1: ‘San­ta bet­ter get his fat ass up there and guide his own shit, af­ter he be treatin’ me like that! Oh, hell no!’