Category: Humor

Various things designed to get you to expel air in an unplanned manner while showing more teeth than you usually do.

  • Transcript of Tiger’s Talk

    Tiger bares his soul to all.
    In a Lint Screen exclusive, we have obtained the transcript for the news conference being held by Tiger Woods later today, three months after his admission of infidelity.

    “Hello, and thank you for coming here today, and what a beautiful day it is. I remember when I was a kid, I loved a warm, sunny day. I’d lie out in the yard and look up the sky and watch the clouds go by. Some clouds had interesting shapes. I’ll never forget, I once saw a cloud shaped like a walrus. It had tusks and everything. ‘Tusks’ is a funny word, isn’t it? Anyway, if the clouds didn’t have interesting shapes, I’d like to imagine the clouds were strands of cotton candy. We have any cotton candy fans out there?! I’m with you. I love cotton candy, especially the blue kind. You know, I’ve been think about this for three months now and I’ve got to say, blue might just be my favorite color. Seriously. I mean, sure, I love green, but there’s something just a bit more calming about blue. You know, the sky, the water, my Porsche– all beautiful and all blue. There, I said it. Blue is my favorite color, followed by green then maybe red, but, you know, the more I’ve think about it, I’ve got to say red is a very distant third. In fact, scratch red. I don’t think you should hold me to three colors. I’m just going blue, number one… green, number two. But blue’s the clear winner. No doubt. But if I didn’t have blue as a choice, I’d take green in a heartbeat. Green’s cool, but I just prefer blue, that’s all I’m saying. Anyway, thanks for coming and please, no questions. No questions, thank you very much.”

  • Curling For Dollars

    Curling losses can put your heart and wallet on ice.
    Yeah, right, so tonight I lost ten boxes of ziti betting on team USA in curling against the Swiss in the Winter Olympics, and I’m still steaming.

    I mean, come on, we had the game in the bag and blew it!

    I was in a sports bar with some fans watching on TV and here’s what I heard:
    “Nice rock. Does your wife curl?”
    “I haven’t seen a stone toss so lame since Brian Jones got das boot by Mick Jagger.”
    “You call that sweeping? Gimme a break, I’ve seen better sweeps in the pet food aisle at WalMart!”
    “Broom like you mean it! Own the house, own the house!”
    “Dudes, this game’s just like shuffleboard, and none of you are drinking! How you expect to play to win if you’re not drinking? Pop a cold one, for crying out loud!”
    “Sweeper’s got a rubber arm, sweeper’s got a rubber arm…”
    “Hey, man, they’re Swiss. Kick their neutral ass!

    So it went. A disgruntled and disappointed crowd, and a crying me– a man who took it in the heart and the bank account. Curling is cruel, so very cruel.

  • Tiger Shows Up All Men

    Not content with being the world’s greatest golfer, Tiger Woods now wants to secure the “World’s Greatest Husband” novelty coffee mug by buying his wife, Elin, a $2-3 million 61-foot sporting boat.

    World’s Greatest Hubby? Yes!
    “Tiger’s just a romantic fool,” gushed a close friend of the family, “he’s cuckoo-cuckoo for Elin and so he wanted to give her a Valentine’s gift for the ages. He’s so crazy for her he hasn’t even slept with another woman for a couple days. The guy is just incredible with his determination, dedication and focus. Amazing!”

    “Man, what chance do I have?,” said a depressed Bill Trailleybud of Ashville, North Carolina, “I got my wife a romantic dinner, some earrings and even suffered sitting through that Valentine’s Day movie– but I look like a cheapskate, unromantic cretin compared to Tiger. I mean, come on, even if I bought the wife a bass boat, I’d look like a jerk. Tiger’s just putting it in the face of all men. I’ll bet he didn’t have to see Valentine’s Day!”

    “Tiger’s just got game,” said the close family friend. “When he plays, he plays to win. What a guy!”

  • Crowdsourcing Failure

    Crowdsourcing is like a seance without all the touching and spooky dead people spirits and such.
    I had heard how crowdsourcing was all the rage in this kooky web 2.0, so I thought I’d take advantage of the power of mass collaboration to solve a problem.

    Yesterday, a nasty weather system dumped 4″ of snow in Atlanta, crippling the city. I hurried home, fired-up the computer and began crowdsourcing like mad. The problem I wanted addressed was simple: get the snow and ice off my driveway and sidewalks.

    I sent the request out on all the social networks and waited with my MacBook Pro looking out the window at the sidewalks and driveway to see how my problem would be crowdsourced into oblivion. But nothing happened.

    The snow and ice sat clinging to the concrete, lying in wait for me to walk on it, slip and fall and break my new hip. I checked my computer, I checked the sidewalks, I checked the computer again. Nothing!

    So much for the power of crowdsourcing– it’s all a big hyped-up ruse.

    Maybe in a couple weeks I’ll try crowdsourcing to pressure wash the back deck. It might work better in the Springtime.

  • XI Little-Known Super Bowl Facts

    Lombardi was all about winning, at all costs.
    As the media hype hits its ear-splitting shrill crescendo, Lint presents a grab bag of things you may know about the glorious event.
    1. Despite the use of Roman numerals to indicate the number of the Super Bowl, Romans did not play football– although Caligula was reported to have “very good hands” and a quick release.
    2. The first Super Bowl was played in ol’ man Rundle’s backyard in Mercer, Pennsylvania. The game between the Chiefs and Packers was cut short when Mr. Rundle chased the players with his cane shouting, “Get on outta here, ya dadgum hooligans!”
    3. Only three women have ever played in a Super Bowl game.
    4. Legendary coach Vince Lombardi didn’t even like football. “I’m just pretending,” he told a confidant, “to get a trophy named after me. Dude, baseball’s a lot better.”
    5. Traditionally all members of the winning team receive commemorative Super Bowl rings, but this was not the case for the first four games. Those winners received commemorative Super Bowl fondue sets and scarves.
    6. The first commercial to ever be aired in a Super Bowl game featured a talking animal with a flatulence problem. This tradition has proudly continued.
    7. When most quarterbacks are in the huddle, they open up and share their feelings with their teammates. They have a good cry and line-up for the next play.
    8. The Cleveland Browns have won more Super Bowl titles than any other professional team. The official record does not reflect this due to jealousy.
    9. After the big game, many players shower wearing shower helmets instead of shower caps. Some players sport flip-flops to avoid athlete’s foot.
    10. Legendary sportscaster Curt Gowdy coined the now famous phrase, “Holy mulligatawney, that about curled the mule’s hair!”
    11. Notorious mobster “Blowtorch” Fransco lost $10 betting on the Falcons in Super Bowl XXXIII in ’99. He never got over it and gave up his life of crime for fashion design.

  • Letters to The Lint Screen

    You write and we respond. Hey, this freedom of speech thing really works!
    Dear Lint Screen:
    I am miffed, disappointed and somewhat outraged at your consistent hostile attitude toward what you consider to be lower level primates, more to the point, chimps and monkeys.

    It is obvious you are prejudiced against these superior creatures and harbor deep-rooted resentment and hostilities that are completely unfounded and, quite frankly, border on hysterical paranoia. You seem to think that simply because you have witnessed excrement flinging by monkeys in zoo cages that all members of their society are dangerous and should be feared, mocked and ridiculed. Preposterous!

    If you were caged and had people paraded by you endlessly, I am quite certain you would also find some innocent amusement to occupy your time. If monkeys had rubber spherical objects, they could throw them to and fro, but alas they do not. I postulate that if 100 chimps had typewriters placed before them, they could write Hamlet or MacBeth. Or certainly an episode of American Dad.

    Alas, they have neither spherical objects or keyboards and so must use items close at hand for idle amusement. It is a pity you find this harmless act so repulsive that your petty nature demands you throw stones at monkey for throwing other ‘things.’ Recall what one of your kind once said about throwing stones whilst living in glass houses as your race continually wars with one another demonstrating an inherent inhumanity toward fellow man, and rapes our planet of precious resources intended for all living creatures.

    In short, it is little wonder that some day very soon you will find your Statue of Liberty buried on the beach and the planet ruled by apes. You have been duly warned. Good day, sir!
    Regretfully,
    Dr. C. Edmund Primateus

    Dear Dr. Primateus:
    What can I say– monkeys flinging poo makes me laugh.

    Dear Lint Screen:
    I have been dating the same man for over a decade. He’s rude, two-faced, has poor hygiene, is selfish, egotistical, inconsiderate, insanely jealous, petty, completely self-centered, without backbone or morals, shows no ambition or direction and treats his dog better than he treats me. After 12 years in this horrible relationship, I wonder just one thing– why hasn’t he asked me to marry him yet?
    Sincerely,
    Emma Zinderkim

    Dear Ms. Zinderkim:
    Men! Who can figure?!

    Dear Lint Screen:
    Did you see where I put my car keys? I can’t find them anywhere.
    Sincerely,
    Jason Wilcrest, Jr.

    Dear Mr. Wilcrest:
    You’ll find them in the left front pocket of your jeans in the dirty clothes hamper. Now leave your house immediately, there’s an electrical fire in the basement.