nonamedufus

That's it. I've had it. That's the last god damned injustice I'll have to suffer through. Ha, ha, ha...literally. Throughout November's 30 days, the folks over at Humor Bloggers Dot Com , or who I sometimes like to call Huggy Bloggers Not Calm - among other things, have been running with the theme of injustice. 30 days! A whole month! 1/12 th of a year! You think we get the point? Okay, okay, there's a lot of injustice out there. And nobody cares enough to do anything about it. Except a bunch of snivelling , snot-nosed, punch-line deprived humour bloggers (hey, I'm Canadian. I spell humour with a "u". Get over it. Don't get me going on THAT injustice.). So like a dutiful member of this comedic cabal I've been writing a couple of posts a week about various injustices. For example, November 3rd, I took racism head-on . A few days later, on November 6 th , I did another little story on injustice. I think it really measured ...

I'm here today to take issue with the symbol of Anti Injustice Week used by those sycophants (ooo-hoo...such a big word so early in the week) over at Brown-Noser Dot Com . That picture up there - yeah, the clenched fist - is a friggin' injustice. What are we, Black Panthers or something? Somebody, probably that blonde bimbette with that cutesy name who lives in a fall-out shelter in Idaho and offends me , dreamed up this symbol and the rest of us sheep just fell into line, yeah, to extend the mutton metaphor, just like lambs to the slaughter. Using a clenched fist is an injustice. We should have at least extended a digit. Look at this guy. He knows how to express an injustice! You go guy. Now that's the way to flip the bird. You know, sadly not everyone is able to "give 'em the finger". Consider poor Jerry Garcia who lost two thirds if his middle right finger at the age of four when his brother, while chopping up some firewood, missed the log Jerr...

Arrow Slinger Dufus Who the heck are these guys? Well, let me explain. Over at Humor Festivals R Us Dot Com funny folks continue to blog about injustice throughout the entire month. You might say that instead of doing our own haphazard humour posts, we've decided to just say no to No- vember . You can see what I mean by clicking on that link up there and enjoying all the most recent stories in our Anti-Injustice campaign. One of our injustice fighters really deserves special mention, and I'm here to toot her horn - in a manner of speaking. Mad Mad Margo over at Screaming Me-Me may have a scary user and blog name but she's got an injustice fighting heart of gold (even though I've yet to win her damn captioning contest). She's also got a knack for design, so much so she won the HBDC blog design of the year award this year. She's also a very funny lady and if you haven't been by her place yet, click on over. Margo's one of my regular commenters ...

The anti injustice campaign continues over at Humor Bloggers Dot Com . I'd like to use this occasion to get something off my chest. Is it me or has Twitter become a new haven for spam? Now don't get me wrong. I like Twitter. It's a great time waster. But in a good way, not a waste of time if you know what I mean. I know others though who have stopped twittering but I'm afraid I'm still hooked. I mean how else would I know what a ditz Kirsty Alley was or how shallow John Mayer was. Or that John Larroquette has a blip.fm addiction. Or that Danny deVito is right over the edge. I mean sometimes Twitter's way better than, say, TMZ or Entertainment Tonight. Imagine if Michael Jackson had tweeted? But as with anything else, you've got to take the good with the bad. And sometimes Twitter has become a deep injustice to my intelligence and my patience. For example, does anybody know what the white teeth secret is that dentists don't want you to know a...

That's right folks. nonamedufus prides himself in routing out injustice everywhere, exposing it, and crushing it beneath the toes of his goose-stepping, hobnailed, steel-toed boots. This month is "anti-injustice" month at Humor Bloggers Dot "I Could Care Less" . We do things a little different over there and that's exactly what I intend to do today. Let's see if you can care...a little. Today I want to do justice to an injustice near and dear to my heart...and expose the exploitation of the lowly pun. Puns have never done anything to us, so why do we exploit them as we go for the cheap laugh, making them feeling tawdry and dirty. Oh, because it's so hard for humour addicts to resist a snicker, chuckle, snort or guffaw. Let me show you what I mean. And I'll identify the puns. Think of it as the literary equivalent of a short electric shock. Once upon a time in a little village lived a dwarf. (Okay, in retrospect, now that you know my mis...

Rise up brothers and sisters. Gather round and hold my hand as we pray to the Lord above in an effort to rid the world of a terrible injustice against us all. You heard me: "an injustice". Yep, November is "Anti-Injustice month, where couch activists like me at Humor Bloggers Dot actus reus are taking a stand - 'cause Party Palace Rentals repossessed their chairs - against injustice. I have undertaken to play my small part in this crusade. Yes, that's right. Follow along, if I haven't lost you already, as I raise my hand, er, ah voice against the heinous injustice of racism. The Americans have conquered racism. You rarely hear a disparaging word about African Americans. You rarely hear a word at all other than in a sports context. Thank God for Mexicans - but if they know what's good for them they better hurry up and learn how to play football. In Canada we've conquered the French. Oops, Freudian slip. I meant we've conquered racism. Descendant...