Ron sends this in:
Dirk the Daring wonders about this one: “This makes no sense. If he is paid by the hour he’d take his time and dawdle. Maybe I’m missing something, it seems back-assward to me.”
Kedamono sends this in as an “Ewww”: “I mean, YouTube videos on potty training? Yikes! Also, isn’t he a bit too young to have his own phone?”
This one may be a Momentary CIDU:
Mitch4 sends this in:
Mitch4 sends this in:
billr and guero send this in:
Is hell organized as a sole proprietorship?
Mitch4 sends this in. The patient has had a checkered career.
Mitch4 sends this in:
Whipped potatoes.
This one is somewhere between and OY and a CIDU for me.
Just don’t stick me with the bar bill.
Mitch4 send in this groaner:
Memories: I was just a junior analyst, but had done a rather complicated analysis on an important topic and was to present it to the VP of Marketing and his reports: the brand managers and marketing directors. In part, this was because I’d done the analysis and so I knew it best and was expected to be able to present this coherently. In part, it was because if the presentation went south, I was an expendable part of the company and could be counseled to find another job before my annual review, or maybe by the end of the week.
In the middle of my presentation, I made a joke. Worse, the joke was on my slides, and up on the screen. There was silence in the room. My boss – and her boss – blanched. Then, blessedly, the VP of Marketing laughed. The rest of the marketing staff therefore also laughed. My career was saved.
I did get some “advice” from my superiors afterwards, though.
Did the VP really think the joke was funny, or did he just feel like giving me a break? I don’t know. I did stay at the company long enough to know that my analysis was correct, and the company had correctly acted on it.
Mitch4 sends this in for the “It’s just odd graphics, there is nothing to explain” Department. “IDU [I initially didn’t understand] why the woman has that very bold and oddly-placed moustache. Is it contributing to the marital-discontent joke?
Nevermind, it’s just part of her hairstyle, seen past where her mouth is drawn.”
Yes, at first glance it looks like a Hitler moustache, something few women wore even in 1930s Germany. Certainly if my wife started sporting one, I’d start considering my options.
The setup:
The LOL:
Mitch4 sends this in:
Marrose sends this in: “Once again, The Perfesser for the win,”
Yes, this is a repeat, with some new additions — like that US tax form, which has added new complexities this year. So we’re splitting it into two parts, like Schedule 1 has become Schedule 1 and Schedule 1-A.
The short form deserves a geezer alert, as it was discontinued years ago. There’s a 1040-SR now for seniors — the only difference is that it’s printed in larger type.
https://www.irs.gov/forms-pubs/extension-of-time-to-file-your-tax-return , the instructions to file an extension, might come in handy if you’re like this woman.
It’s not going to work, Larry.
Actual IRS tax tips, if you need last minute help: https://www.irs.gov/newsroom/irs-tax-tips including, for example, ways to pay over time.
In honor of the Olympics (yes, I know track and field is in the summer Olympics)
Mitch4 sends this in: “Probably no longer an in-joke of lawyers, but it used to be said of a good prosecutor that they “could get a grand jury to indict a ham sandwich”.”
Dirk the Daring sends this in as a possible Arlo: “Perhaps the first panel deserves an Arlo award. It stopped me for a moment before I got to the second panel. I would have trouble believing this is accidental.”
Mitch4 sends this in: “Not genuinely funny enough for LOL, but it was an “oh yeah, exactly that has happened to me!”. Mine was not a refurb but a brand new vacuum. After a few weeks I thought the cylinder looked full, and while trying to find the “detach to empty” latch I pressed the “open the bottom lid in place” button instead, and had the pile of refuse on my floor.”
Mitch4 sends this in:
And on a similar theme:
