Bless our New Age friends!
You need cancer remedies,
They suggest. . . massage.
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It’s the Age of Waze:
Rush hour turns across traffic,
Third World risk taking.
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Windows networking –
Still a huge pain in the ass.
Some things never change.
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Turns out your girlfriend
Ran an asset search on you.
Time to hit the road?
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Many news websites
No longer allow comments.
They can’t take the heat.
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Meet the new Gmail –
No one knows why they changed it.
The kids are in charge.
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You tell your doctor:
“Send Doctor X the report.”
It never happens.
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Behold, Cuisinart.
The motor lasts forever.
The bowl? Joke’s on you.
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Microsoft updates:
Your fancy new computer
Isn’t so fast now.
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Living on the edge
Once meant cocaine, LSD. . .
Now: carbs and Advil.
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When guns, germs, and steel
Ruminations turn into
God, guns, and the flag
Made turkey chili.
It came out pretty decent.
But I made too much.
Chili’s like money:
You can never have too much.
Take that to the bank.
So, turns out chili
Is better the second day,
Same as stew or soup.
turkey chili puke
you will never clean that couch
take it to the dump
Ha ha you’re so wrong
My turkey chili is good
And you won’t get any
For those without means
Chili meatless but with beans
Texas heretic
Hoover strawberries
Pinto beans in the 30s
Food for rich or poor
More food from the thoughtless:
Tasteless tortillas
Without any corn flavor
Only with the name
Google overlords
Make money from our data
Tell us what to think
Use smoked turkey —
Texture is almost ham-like,
white beans, chicken stock