Political Play

Magic Word: fard Note: I’m using the term for an undefined meaning; to embellish or gloss over. The politician farded over the truth of the elections, which wasn’t necessary for the people to know. What would it matter to them if they knew the elections were rigged. What would they do, take arms on their Twitter accounts? Nevermind that they demanded change and asked him to do it; they don’t know what they want, just look at the last guy they voted for! Now they want to undo everything he did. When the confusion blankets the building, that’s the best … Continue reading Political Play

Kitchen Rampage

A note before today’s bit begins; this week’s theme is words that sound rude, but actually have a decent meaning. Also, for today’s bit, it’s not very long because I’ve been stressed all day, so my brain’s a little fried. Magic Word: cockup “What kind of cockup is this?! Presley, did you use a grill or a fuckin’ blowtorch to cook this steak?! The pots look like shit, everything looks like shit! Next time HR sends me help, they need to make sure they have better training than a dollar store cookbook! Those customers are never coming back after they … Continue reading Kitchen Rampage

The Truth is Out There

Magic Word: swami The acolyte muttering angrily to himself as he chopped firewood for he fire. Why was he instructed by the swami to make a camp outside the monastery if he had his own room inside the cloisters? This was a waste of time, there was no way he’d find the meaning of life-like the swami supposedly did with these meaningless chores. Perhaps there was a secret meaning for this, or perhaps it was a punishment? No, he didn’t do anything against the scripture to deserve this. The swami was hiding something.. this was nonsense. The meaning of life … Continue reading The Truth is Out There


Magic Word: pundit In the year 202X, humanity had enough. The mysterious experts of the media had to be exposed, and the controlling businesses realized that they could make money from this exposure.. by allowing a day where people could punch these people.. then learn their profession. Jake Middles entered the convention center where the targets were gathered. They were paid seventy percent of the total profits, so they had no issue with a little pain. He paid his 200 dollars, then the line began. The first man was in a standard traditional suit with a gold tie. Jake reared … Continue reading Punch-A-Pundit