By Popular Demand — Stay the F*** at Home

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guy looks like Amazing Randi

31 Comments on By Popular Demand — Stay the F*** at Home

  1. My brother sent me this a couple days ago. I shared it with those who would find it funny. The clerk at Dollar General was dancing behind her register and laughing. She said I made her day. Thanks for posting. Now, let’s get over this.

  2. This website is putting out mixed messages. Half the stories are about gov’t over-reach and the other half are about quarantine. This sucked.

  3. Anonymous,
    Cuz it don’t make no difference whether you stay the F at home, or not.
    The Wuhan Flu is going to run its course.
    So why pretend to be ideologically intransigent during a pretend crisis?
    And why shouldn’t we get to enjoy different messages?
    Can’t we say both “to-may-to” and “to-mah-to?”
    Must we all say “wolf apples?”

    izlamo delenda est …

  4. @ Anonymous and in defense of MJA…..I heard this song as a snarky, sarcastic thumb of the nose to this bullshit stay at home (requirement?), but I think of most things in a snarky, sarcastic manner…. many of us will be singing it to the national guard, should they be deployed…..

  5. PHenry, I was thinking the same thing. Now we need Samuel L Jackson to do this as a video to stay the fuck at home as a cautionary adult bed time story. We’re all going to look like and feel like Rip Van winkle if this keeps up much longer and wake up and wonder what the hell happened or if it was collective bad dream

  6. It doesn’t seem all that long ago I used to hear PSAs telling us to get outside and take a walk or jog and get some sunshine and get to know our neighbors.

    IDK, maybe it was a defiant dream.

  7. Mr. “Get Off My Lawn”, has it right – almost. People with healthy immune systems, without underline health issues should be working and at school – everyone else should stay the f**k at home.

  8. Quite funny! And quite talented. A singer/songwriter of the most organic sense, B Dylan, eat your heart out.

    The people (below) did not feel the need to stay the fuck at home and more like, that piano player said, “selfish pricks!” Turns out that behavior/thinking was not just isolated about youngsters on beaches in Fla, although turns out that one was also a major miscalculation…

    “Congresswoman Nydia Velazquez, a grand marshal of this year’s parade, said the city and country confronted the SARS outbreak nearly two decades ago, and now they will “successfully confront coronavirus.”

    Adding, “I’m here to say that Chinatown is open for business and we are behind you and we will remain strong,” Velazquez said. “Last night, I was here dining in a restaurant in Chinatown. I welcome everyone to come here and celebrate the culture and beauty of this community.”

    You see folks, this is about VOTES and building constituencies, NOT the general health of the public at large!

    Note, DiCommio in the pic in the article with the big shit eating grin.

  9. Note my big grin when I turn my big guv Corona stimulus windfall into campaign contributions for Trump and other down ballot races.

    That’s my plan, along with thanking and informing my dem senators of my appreciation for financing their defeat.


    I sent the link to the video to my sister. She sent it to one of her daughters, then she sent it to her DIL’s mom with whom my sister is friends.

    She just got a reply – not from either of the people she sent it to, but from her pastor. A really terrific priest from Uganda. His email said “thank you for sharing.” I doubt the poor man is acclimated yet toAmerican humor. AM LMAO now, as is my sister but she is also experiencing a great deal of embarrassment right now. She’s kind of glad there won’t be any face to face with him for a while.

    Anyway, she wrote him back apologizing and indicated something went wrong with the email. He replied not to worry he would delete it. She just phoned me back and we laughed again so hard I have tears running down my cheeks. She figured out that the good priest’s email address is right below her son’s addy in her addy book. Her son never got the intended email because she accidentally put in the priest’s addy.

  11. PHenry, yep I’m an official old fart and that’s a good thing. The young whippersnappers (I’m turning into my late dad and my long gone grandfather) don’t have a friggin clue, to them it’s still all one big party where everyone gets a participation trophy and some dumb ass baby boomers who never gave up Peter Pan syndrome years ago. I’d rather be older and wiser than young and naively stupid again. Yep, and listening to Tom Lehrer back in the mid 60’s and reading his old articles in my old Mad Magazines from the early 60’s was a lot of fun, satire just isn’t the same anymore with political correctness run amuck. Hell, I doubt that Firesign Theater would even be allowed today, just because someone might be offended.

  12. Maybe it’s time for someone more computer savvy than me to post Deteriorata from National Lampoon on this website just because. We can all use a good laugh right about now, one of the Psalms says that a merry heart doeth good like a medicine. We sang that to death as part of worship back in the mid 70’s in the Interdenominational Church I was going to.

  13. ask & ye shall receive …. National Lampoon’s ‘Deteriorata’ (1972)


    You are a fluke
    Of the universe.
    You have no right to be here…..
    Deteriorata! Deteriorata!

    Go placidly
    Amid the noise and waste.
    And remember what comfort there may be
    In owning a piece thereof.
    Avoid quiet and passive persons
    Unless you are in need of sleep.
    Rotate your tires.

    Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself
    And heed well their advice,
    Even though they be turkeys.
    Know what to kiss… and when!

    Consider that two wrongs never make a right
    But that three… do.
    Wherever possible, put people on hold.
    Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment
    And despite the changing fortunes of time,
    There is always a big future in computer maintenance.

    You are a fluke
    Of the universe.
    You have no right to be here.
    And whether you can hear it or not
    The universe is laughing behind your back.

    Remember the Pueblo.
    Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle and mutilate.
    Know yourself.
    If you need help, call the FBI.
    Exercise caution in your daily affairs,
    Especially with those persons closest to you.
    That lemon on your left, for instance.

    Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
    Would scarcely get your feet wet.
    Fall not in love therefore;
    It will stick to your face.
    Gracefully surrender the things of youth:
    The birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan
    And let not the sands of time
    Get in your lunch.

    Hire people with hooks.
    For a good time call 606-4311;
    Ask for “Ken.”
    Take heart amid the deepening gloom
    That your dog is finally getting enough cheese.
    And reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot
    It could only be worse in Milwaukee.


    Therefore, make peace with your god
    Whatever you conceive him to be-
    Hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin.
    With all its hopes, dreams, promises and urban renewal
    The world continues to deteriorate.
    GIVE UP!


  14. @ Anonymous MARCH 29, 2020 AT 12:19 PM

    We have an established protocol here – when your panties are in a knot the approved response is: This Web Suck.

  15. One more thing, I don’t like being told what to do. My first 18 years of life were people telling me what to do and what not to do. Yep, FUCK IT! I do as I damn well please and let the consequences fall where they may. I’ve made it well into my 60’s, and when an authority figure with a plastic badge on tries to tell me what to do, I don’t do it. I’m still here all in one piece. Maybe because I dance to a different drum.


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