I haven't passed out drunk since my brother's bachelor party 25 years ago. Thankfully nobody cared enough to torture me like these guys. I experience schadenfreude seeing photos of this nature but still laugh my silly ass off.


Four Replies to Pass Out Drunk And Still Be The Life Of The Party

Amy Austin | September 22, 2007
*wiping tears away*
I figured I'd seen plenty of these types of pics already (there were one or two in there I recognized), but I don't think it would have mattered if I'd seen *all* of them before... I simply could not chuckle quietly to myself. And once you're on a roll, there's no turning back. (I'm pretty sure that's what the folks who did those makeovers said, too!)

Steve West | September 22, 2007
That's pretty much how it works for me. The cumulative effect of one picture to another has me crying and laughing by the last picture.

Aaron Shurtleff | September 22, 2007
I was so happy not to see myself in there! Hopefully, since my stupidity happened in the ages before digital cameras (if you can remember that far back), it'll never see the light of day.

Not that it's anything compared to those! Hilarious!!

Amy Austin | September 24, 2007
Those full-on marker makeovers give a whole new meaning to "blackface"... *so* brutal, and yet so frickin' hilarious -- it's the gift that keeps on giving, so to speak. (Because can you just *imagine* how many days it took to get rid of all that?!?!? I'm thinking that Monday thru Wednesday were sick days, at the very least!) At least the med students -- those who would seem to find the excellent penis diagram prank the most amusing -- reserved that for a place that could be easily hidden... even if not so easily scrubbed!

Anybody else here have a look at Ross's Roman Candle??? Not something I might ordinarily laugh out loud at, but when it follows the right set of pictures...


Web Junkie

Steve West scours the Web searching for interest or absurdity and then shakes his head ruefully when he finds it. Read more »

Ho, Ho, Ho

I was in my car stopped at a light after going to Giant when two jokers pulled beside me and made motions for me to roll down my window. They drunkenly started shouting, "Hi, Santa! What are ya gonna bring me for Christmas this year?" Go »

Apparently, Some Visuals are Best Left Undescribed

Recent conversation with Brenda: me: I was thinking about Star Wars stuff the other day and I can't help but see this mental image of the Empire State Building wielding a light sabre and waving it at King Kong. You know, The Empire Strikes Back. Brenda: Have you taken your meds today? Go »

Absurd One-Shots

Small collection of photos that caught my eye while surfing and gave me at least a brief chuckle. Funeral services ad in an interesting location; Signmaker with a sense of humor; British bus ad with an unfortunate exhaust pipe placement; and finally from the "How Could They Not Notice" department, a Parents Magazine cover with an even more unfortunate layout. Go »

Christmas and a Lizard's Tale

One Christmas when Lauren was eight, like a lot of girls her age, wished for a pony. My backyard at the time was about the size of a Volkswagen Minibus. Despite her assurances that she would let it roam the neighborhood for sufficient exercise, I said, “Not this year,” as I pictured myself following the horse with a pooper scooper. Go »

Go Around or Go Over

Because Olivia's school is closed we've been forced to do home schooling along with her teacher doing Zoom three times each week. So lesson plans are still happening but her special education also includes speech therapy, occupational therapy and physical therapy. I don't do speech or occupational but I stepped in for physical. Go »

Information, Please...

Shortly after I obtained my driver's license, I got brave enough to travel a longer distance than the liquor store. I headed to Gettysburg, Pennsylvania to visit the historic battlefield. I had always been a Civil War nut (short of reenactments) and Antietam I had seen recently (someone else drove). Go »