Master of horror, Stephen King, has written over fifty novels, but you don’t have to read nearly that many before you start noticing the patterns in his work. Everyone choose a different Stephen King book and start playing Kingo: Stephen King bingo.
(Source: College Humor)
IdioTech: “Kindle” Means “Book” in Jewish [Click for full post]
Welcome to Idiotech, the column where we shame your parents, teachers, and other old people for being dumb about technology.
My dad saw a story about a bus driver getting in trouble for reading a Kindle while driving. He though a Kindle was a book Jewish people read.
My mom just asked me if a web browser was the same thing as a search engine.
- Alex H
A couple weeks ago, my teacher assigned an essay due after the holiday break. She said that since she won’t see us for a while she would just “email us.” Today, she gave us all a handout with the topic written on it. The heading of the paper was EMAIL, followed by the names of all the people in the class.
- Maddie D
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I Haven’t Read a Book Since… [Click for more]
In “Twidiots”, we collect the choicest thoughts on a particular topic from Twitter’s millions of users.
A classic of American literature, ruined by man’s best friend.
Chapter 1: Economy
When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord, Massachusetts, with my dog Scrappy.
Scrappy is a dachshund mix I got from a “breeder” in Lexington. She met me in the back of the Stop and Shop and fished him from a crate of puppies in the backseat. $150 cash. No receipt, no worries. A man is rich in proportion to the number of bullshit things he doesn’t have to worry about.
Chapter 2: Where I Lived and What I Lived For
To him whose elastic and vigorous thought keeps pace with the sun, the day is a perpetual morning. To be awake is to be alive.
But at 4:30am? Christ, Scrappy. I awaken to the incessant lap of his tongue on his under-parts. Desperate, I resort to earplugs. The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation trying to drown out such sounds.
Chapter 5: Solitude
I have a great deal of company in my house; especially in the morning, when nobody calls. I am no more lonely than the Mill Brook, or a weathercock, or the northstar, or the south wind, or an April shower, or a January thaw, or the first spider in a new house.
Plus I have this fucking dog. Who barks when a cricket scratches its ear - Keep reading
Can’t wait till I get my paws on some Jack Meowrouac.
Have you seen the new series of Zoobooks? They feature the world’s most exotic human beings! Now you can finally read about all those people whom you’ve never seen in real life, but you know must be out there. Somewhere. Well, here they are!
Looking forward to the sequel, “Don’t Sit Down in the Parlor, Auntie, Them Fire Pokers Get Frisky.”
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Ken M is an internet commenter who brings a uniquely moronic perspective to the issues of the day. Fueled by a winning combination of ignorance and confidence, Ken’s insights range from the painfully dumb to the soul-crushingly stupid.