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psong = im popeye the sailor man i hat my self with a frying pan now
im gay cuse i am popeye the gay man
(Julia is hiding under a rock)
Johnathon Huxworthy: Hey Julia, why are you hiding under that rock?
Julia: Shhh! The sun might hear me!
Johnathon Huxworthy: Which sun?
Julia: The big bright one that shoots those rays of light at my face! That guy is so mean!
Johnathon Huxworthy: You know, Julia, if you wore a hat from Odin Shops you wouldn’t have to be afraid of the sun and get out from under that rock.
Julia: Wow… I never thought of that.
Johnathon Huxworthy: Obviously…
Julia: You know what else is kinda hot?
Johnathon Huxworthy: I haven’t the slightest —
Julia: You.
Johnathon Huxworthy: Oh… Kay…
Julia: I think there’s space underneath this rock for both of us.
Johnathon Huxworthy: Yeah, you see, I’m not into girls who hide under rocks. See ya.
Julia: I feel so alone.
Sun: Hey Julia, I can keep you company.
(end)
mec – n. a hat that might frighten a timid person
ehcine – n. a husband that makes it a requirement to try on any new hat before his wife buys it
gilano – v. to carry bees in your hat down a street
allado – n. a shoe box full of hats
A conspiracy was afoot.
In The Pencil Box, a coup was forming. The Staplers, a sect of the Stationeries, have been the prevalent political party and their merciful political power is regulated only by their hats. Without their hats, they are naked — exposed.
The Staplers use a valuable resource known as staples. In the staple mines of Swingline Town, the ever-important node of the staple commodity, a nuclear bomb was set off by a renegade faction of pens called the Terrorist Pens. This had effectively wiped out 34% of the total staple industry in The Pencil Box, resulting in a diminished power in the Staplers. A staple drought was declared as Staplers went through the dredges of the Office Desk Canyons of The Pencil Box trying to find new suitable mines to replace what had been lost.
It was during this strategic opportunity in which the Stapler population was spread thin that the Terrorist Pens struck again — this time with a large wind burst that blew off all of the Stapler’s hats. The Stapler’s hats is the prominent difference that Staplers have from one another. Now they are all the same, and equal. But that’s not how society works, so in one fell swoop the Staplers started to kill each other for no reason other than the fact that they all looked the same and it freaked each other out.
One spiritual Stapler by the name of John Stapler found himself in lonely cave, away from the ones he loved. He yearned back for the days (sometime last week) where there was order in The Pencil Box, and it hadn’t been shaken up due to terrible design of its compartments. It was then that John Stapler had realized he was not actually in a lonely cave, but the holiest and most important of locations to the Staplers in all of The Pencil Box, rediscovered only by John Stapler in a time of need. John Stapler went deeper into the cave and found a monument that had the following words inscribed:
“In a time of need
You shall see
Not what is important, such as individuality
But what isn’t important, such as unique hats that set a fashion trend no one cares about”
The words meant something, I’m not exactly sure what since I’m not a Stapler, to John Stapler. As he read the inscription on the monument, it began to glow, and time was reset to before the nuclear bomb in Swingline Town.
John Stapler had been given a chance to set things right before they go wrong! Not only that, but he had a cool new hat that made him ultra-powerful. Don’t ask me how, but Swingline Town was saved! The Terrorist Pens had their nuclear bomb blow up in their faces, if you can call them faces, and the Terrorist Pens were no more, as their base of operations, a chemical plant in the Ink Hills, turned into a crater.
Anarchy would avoid The Pencil Box…
at least for now.
A woman was out driving with her husband. She was speeding along about fifty when a motorcycle cop appeared alongside and indicated for her to pull over.
The cop looked at her and said, “Hmmm…I’m going to put you down for fifty-five.”
She turned to her husband. “See! I told you this hat makes me look old.”
The bride-to-be was advised by the marriage counselor to never completely disrobe in front of her husband when retiring for decorum’s sake.
One night, six weeks after the wedding, the husband said to his bride, “Is there any insanity in your family?”
“Why, no,” she said. “Why do you ask?”
“I was merely wondering,” said he, “why you haven’t taken your hat off since we’ve been married?”
Cassie walked into a gift shop that sold religious items.
Near the cash register she saw a display of caps with WWJD printed on all of them. She asked the clerk what the letters were supposed to mean, and the clerk replied that the letters stood for What Would Jesus Do, and was meant to inspire people to not make rash decisions, but rather to imagine what Jesus would do in the same situation.
Cassie thought a moment and then replied, “Well, I don’t think Jesus would pay $17.95 for one of these caps.”
Q: What leg-rubbing bug wears a coonskin cap?
A: Davy Cricket.
Q: What kind of hats do crash dummies wear?
A: Demolition derbies.
Q: Who wears a hat with bells and makes John McEnroe laugh?
A: Tennis Court Jester