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I Meant to Report It Earlier
I’m sorry about the door. I should have mentioned it sooner. It’s just that when it first happened, it didn’t seem like something worth escalating. The handle came loose, that’s all. Not completely - just enough that it turned a little farther than it should have.
By Alain SUPPINI6 months ago in Humor
The Lazarus Taxa
Dear Powers that Be, Please accept this humble apology on behalf of humanity, for those who do not appreciate our divine origins. We are generally being incapable of accepting the complexity. We take things for granted, such as the power of Nature, the seasons, health and the simple act of just breathing. Exhale. Inhale. Breath.
By Katherine D. Graham6 months ago in Humor
It’s 11:59 PM on a Saturday… Guess What Just Broke?
It never happens on a Tuesday at 10:15 a.m. when the repair shop is open, the hardware store is stocked, and your neighbor Dave (who allegedly “knows about wiring”) is still awake. No, no… Life saves its most catastrophic breakdowns for the sacred hour between 11:59 p.m. Saturday and 2:00 a.m. Sunday, when every professional you might call is either asleep, closed, or at karaoke belting out a chorus of “Sweet Caroline.”
By The Pompous Post6 months ago in Humor
Dear CK, Many Thanks
Dear CK, Thank you so much for letting me stay at your place. 💕 Truly, you are a saint for letting someone stay in your home while you were away. Gold stars for you, my friend!! ⭐️ ⭐️ The fully stocked fridge was fabulous, and I survived on those yogurts and smoothies. You are an excellent and thoughtful friend.
By Andrea Corwin 6 months ago in Humor
Humor has a way of exposing the beliefs we don’t realize we’re carrying
As humans, we trust appearances more than we like to admit. Don't we? It’s almost automatic. Before a word is spoken, before a story is told, we’ve already formed a quiet conclusion. We read signals without realizing it; uniforms, titles, posture, tone. These subtle cues act like shortcuts for the brain, helping us decide who someone is and how we should respond to them. It feels efficient. It feels natural. But it’s also where we get it wrong.
By Ajan Lori A. 6 months ago in Humor
I’m Sorry for Being a Diaper with Wings. Top Story - April 2026.
I am a diaper with wings who does not need to be an adult. I am sorry that I led you to ponder my wording. It is a grievance of mine that I do not know how to secure them the correct way; the sticky side does not stick where I would like and, instead, it sticks onto itself.
By Caitlin Charlton6 months ago in Humor
Waiting Rooms: Purgatory with Magazines from 1997
Welcome, fellow time travelers, to the place where minutes stretch into geologic eras, where coffee is both free and a cry for help, and where every decorative fern has seen things it will never unsee. Today, we stroll bravely into Waiting Rooms… those beige vestibules of destiny, armed with nothing but a pen on a chain and a blood pressure of “why am I sweating, it’s 68°F in here?”
By The Pompous Post6 months ago in Humor
“Confessions of a Sovereign Architect in a World of MIR4”
The Treasure of a Thousand Laments: Confessions of a Sovereign Architect in a Play-to-Earn World "An MMORPG is that massive joke where we pay with our lives for the privilege of working in a digital mine, pretending to be heroes while we are just data feeding the ego of a cardboard King. HAHAHA!"
By Lorena Alonso6 months ago in Humor
From Hot Yoga to Hot Bingo: A Field Guide to Accidentally Getting Old
Greetings, youthful spirits trapped in increasingly squeaky bodies! At some point in life, without any fanfare, warning signs, or commemorative plaque, we all make the quiet, shuffling transition from “fun and fearless” to “fun and mildly concerned about lower-back support.”
By The Pompous Post6 months ago in Humor
Apologies for the Killing and Persecution and Whatnot. Top Story - April 2026.
Dear Science, Hello old friend. Speaking of old, how old are you now, like 500 years or something? I know that feels old, but trust me, it's nothing, wait until you hit 10,000 or even 50,000 years like me. That's when the old bones start creaking for sure. How have you been? I know it has been a while since we last talked, but I wanted to write you now to apologize for several incidents in the past that I may have been at least partly, if not totally responsible for. Unfortunately at least one of these incidents resulted in the death of a fairly solid fellow by the name of Hypatia of Alexandria. You may not remember since it was a bit before your time, but he was was killed by a Christian mob way back in 415. I took the blame for it even though it may have been politics that was more responsible than myself. Also, he wasn't technically a scientist but rather a philosopher and mathematician so probably I don't need to apologize to you, but I am doing it in any case because I no longer have contact info for either math or philosophy. I had your address in my old Iphone address book for some reason and figured you were close enough and could accept my apology on their behalf. Please pass the message along the next time you speak to either of them. You are still friends with them right? As I recall you were always really close with math though you and philosophy had quite a number of altercations over the years though nothing like all the crazy fights we've had, am I right?
By Everyday Junglist6 months ago in Humor
