Frontman Tries so Hard to Write Lyrics in Haiku but Fucks It Up

OMAHA, Neb. —

Frontman/songwriter
of folk/punk trio Astor
tried to write lyrics as haiku poetry, but kept messing up the last line, sources confirm.

“I’ve been practicing
and studying poetry,
but I can never remember the line counts,” the frontman Justin Laire commented, while counting syllables on his fingers, struggling to recall the poetic form. “It’s definitely five syllables, then seven syllables, but I always mess up the third line —
although, I guess it
doesn’t really matter ‘cause,
does anyone really care?”

Others in the band,
frustrated by the challenge,
begged him to just stop.

“First, it’s not that hard.
The lines are five, seven, five.
It’s very easy,”

said bassist Dan Kane
while also tracking the beats
of the syllables.

“I wrote the line counts
in Sharpie so gigantic
so many times now.

How’s he still so off?
I don’t like this dumb idea.
Please, just make him stop!”

Audience members,
afraid to bring up haiku,
did notice the form.

“It was hard to tell
while they were playing the songs.
But were they haiku?”

Questioned crowd member
Sam Jenning during the set,
listening closely.

“Every song was close
syllables, clearly noted,
but then every third line would just kinda trail off forever… as if he started writing a haiku, but then had more than five syllables worth of words for the third line. The first two lines, though, had such heavy emphasis on the syllables that it had to be a thing. Right?”

Soon after press, it was announced the group
is planning a release in coming months
that will be written metrically to fit
a different, older form poetically.
But then, the band all quit upon this news.

However, the frontman again messed up his weird lyrical thing, admitting, “If I couldn’t do haiku, I don’t know why I ever thought I’d be able to do iambic pentameter. Please tell my band I’m sorry, and they can come back now.”

Disappointment After Dad Announces ‘Mom 2’

LITTLE ROCK, Ark. — After waiting through three years of divorce, local brothers Jimmy and Kiernan Henderson received a surprise announcement from Dad about Mom 2, a sequel to the popular original classic, Mom. Reactions were mostly negative.

“I thought it would be nice to have a Mom that would quit buggin’ me about school and stop asking if Dad has a job or not,” said Jimmy, 16, after the announcement, which took place at the local Shake Shack restaurant on a Tuesday evening. “But this mom is just … alright, I guess. I mean she’s got issues, like how you’re hit with a shit ton of cutscenes when she’s asked about her family, or how her frame rate drops when she’s asked about what she and Dad do together.” 

“I think I just miss the original Mom,” he continued, “wherever she is.”

The disappointment did not stop at the features, however. During the brief fan beta following the announcement, both of the fans found the overall experience bland.

“When the Christmas event came around, her loot boxes were filled with boring cosmetics,” complained Kiernan, 11, who gave the sequel a searing 2.3/10 rating. “Like, I just kept getting double underwear. They didn’t even have cool patterns.”

“In the end, I just couldn’t connect with Mom 2 on a character level,” said Jimmy at the conclusion of a video review on his YouTube page. “It doesn’t help that the dialogue mostly consisted of ‘How’s school?’ and extremely awkward phrases like ‘How’s your mom doing?’, plus she called Kiernan ‘Karen’ like four times. It’s those aspects of Mom 2 that make it such a disappointing continuation of the Mom franchise. Oh, and the creepy smile animations.”

The boys’ father, Martin Henderson, says he’s happy to have introduced Mom 2 nonetheless.

I think longtime fans of Mom are simply clouded by nostalgia if they’re not getting into Mom 2, the elder Henderson said. “Just looking at the facts, Mom 2 is sleeker, faster, and more powerful than Mom ever was. Once the family gets over their attachment to the original Mom, I think they’re going to like Mom 2 even more.”

Later in the evening, Jimmy accidentally picked up Dad’s phone, uncovering text messages that eventually led to the early leak of Mom 3.

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What Was the Name of That One Band From Like 2008 That the Main Dude Sang Super High and Wore Black Skinny Jeans and Guyliner and His Hair Did That Cover-One-Eye Thing?

I’m trying to think of this emo band but I just can’t remember their name. They were huge in the early 2000s and their music was played at like every Hot Topic store. Come on, you know who I mean. They were all super skinny, wore tight black hoodies, tight black jeans, had super greasy hair matted over one eye, at least two or three of them wore guyliner. There might have been one not-so-skinny dude wearing like a NOFX t-shirt or something, I don’t remember though.

You remember them, right? Their big song started with a quiet guitar thing, then a loud guitar thing, then the verse was like quiet-ish, then the chorus would be the full band coming in super loud, and the singer jumping up to a super high note, right? You would recognize their song if you heard it.

I know they had that one song where they mentioned their hometown, their friends, and a vague “her” character like a billion times. That should narrow it down. Do you know which band I mean now?

They had that one song where in the video the band is playing live, and people are crowd surfing, then it randomly cuts to them in a car, driving around. There were remnants of half a story idea in there too, some references to nostalgic ’80s movies, something John Cusack related.

It’s on the tip of my tongue but it’s just not coming to me. I feel like their band name was a reference to something too. Maybe to another band or a song or something. Gah, this is so frustrating. I can’t think of this one very specific band!

Well, whoever they are, that band randomly came on Spotify the other day and they do NOT hold up.

Recruitment Numbers for Tiger Army Hit 20-Year Low

LOS ANGELES — The number of new recruits joining Tiger Army has reached an all-time low, according to numbers released today by the Tiger Armed Forces career center.

“We’ve always been a very small military body,” explained Sgt. Joel Mitchell, a Tiger Army recruiter. “But fewer people are joining up than ever before. We definitely got a spike after 9/11… mostly from confused guys looking to join the U.S. Army. I don’t know if it’s general disinterest in the military, or a genuine interest in psychobilly, but I can count on one hand the number of times a greaser sporting eyedrop tattoos and a motorcycle with bat wings walked into our career center in the last few years.”

“It’s sad, but these days we’d probably have to go by Tiger Antifa just to try to entice some new blood,” he added.

Tiger Army frontman and thirteen-star general Nick 13 disputed the numbers, saying they “don’t tell the whole dark, ghostly story.”

“Maybe new members aren’t joining as much as they used to, but it doesn’t matter because Tiger Army is still achieving everything we set out to,” the frontman explained. “Operation Pedal Steel is going exactly according to plan — we’re occupying more country-western venues, channels, and festivals than ever. And we’re beating the U.S. military in a lot of other ways: you’ll never find a Tiger Army vet rotting on the streets because the VA fucked them over. We take care of our own; why do you think our slogan is ‘Never Die?’”

However, a Tiger Army defector who asked to remain anonymous claimed she was tricked into joining by her local Tiger Army Recruiter in Santa Cruz.

“I thought I was joining a fucking fan club, obviously,” stated the defector. “I knew they were into occult shit, but I signed one contract in my blood, and the next thing I know I’m getting shipped off to basic training in a haunted mansion up in Marin and screamed at by some goth weirdo all day for not knowing how to twirl a switchblade. First chance I got, I stole a neon green 1930s Ford Model A pickup and never looked back.”

When asked if Tiger Army was planning to institute the draft to achieve their goal numbers, Sgt. Mitchell refused to comment.

Pikachu Overcome by Own Mortality Realizing He Will One Day Die and Become Duskull

JOHTO — Contemplating its afterlife for the first time in his life following a fierce battle, a local Pikachu fell silent with the thought that he will one day inevitably die, passing on from his mortal body and becoming the ghost-type Pokémon Duskull.

“One day, everyone who has ever existed will cease to be, and transcend into a plump little floating skull for the rest of eternity; it is the universal Pokemon experience,” said Pikachu. “Every Duskull in the wild had a life, and a family that loved them. Now they are souls without the bodies they once knew, damned to float by aimlessly for the rest of time. It’s pretty fucked up when you think about it.”

Pokemon trainer Ash Ketchum was reportedly concerned with his monster friend’s newfound sense of its own mortality. 

“Oh, he realized that life is but a fleeting whisper in a windstorm of time, huh?” he asked. “Poor little guy, that’s gotta really upset him. No wonder he’s been kind of just staring off for the last few days instead of ripping monster bong hits and telling his dad to go fuck himself.”

Nearly all religious texts have some indication that when Pokémon die, the soul abandons its corporeal being, and their spirit transforms into a ghost-type, among which the most popular beliefs are in Duskull and Gengar. Many Pokémon who were legally dead but resurrected report out-of-body experiences and the ability to use Shadow Ball.

“I would rather be the smallest Caterpie, sitting on the smallest Sudowoodo branch in the forest on Earth than be king among Duskulls in death,” continued Pikachu, “Life is all we have. Duskull is just a memory.”

As the Pikachu sat and reflected on himself and all of his loved ones as Duskulls lost to time, he reportedly felt the most sad about one day losing his human trainer, who will not become Duskull and instead go to Hell.

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Divorce Papers Straight Up Quote Mountain Goats Lyrics on Page Three

EL PASO, Texas — The legal team at Williams & Ruprecht was stunned today when a seemingly normal stack of divorce papers devolved into outright quoting of lyrics by indie-folk outfit The Mountain Goats, interns trying to make sense of everything confirmed.

“I’ve been a huge Mountain Goats fan since their lo-fi days, so my heart rate went up around the third paragraph,” said partner George Williams. “There were little hints, like talking about how the two of them have ‘No Children,’ which was in capital letters, of course. And then, on page three, there it was: ‘The defendant is a great, unstable mass of blood and foam, and no one in their right mind would make their home his home.’ I swear to God, I felt like I had a Bigfoot sighting. These things are so rare.”

Sarah Zhao, who initiated the divorce from her husband of three years, defended her use of the lyrics.

“I didn’t think anyone would notice. I mean, The Mountain Goats have written like, 800 songs, and 500 of those are about toxic relationships,” said Zhao. “At that point, you’ve probably used every possible combination of words in the English language to describe how much you hate your shitty husband. I was pretty proud I was able to use the line, ‘My husband sucked the blood out of my body. I won’t let him finish the job.’ Sure, I know I’m taking some liberties there, but true Mountain Goats fans will get the reference.”

John Darnielle, the vocalist and lyricist of The Mountain Goats, confirmed that his band’s lyrics have been popping up in the legalese of more divorce documents lately.

“People were getting married to some of my angriest songs, so I figured that if those people know how things are going to go, I may as well help them out on the back end,” said Darnielle. “I’ve been drafting up some Divorce Mad Libs — we’ll sell them at the merch table on our next tour to make these easier for everyone.”

A leaked transcript of the documents confirmed that, by page six, the argument outlined in the papers turned into nothing more than references to obscure professional wrestlers and “Dungeons and Dragons.”

If Drinking Nothing but PBR Isn’t a Cleanse, Then Why Is My Piss Clear?

All too often, health gurus and ex-partners will tell you that guzzling an endless stream of low-quality lager is incompatible with healthy living. I’m here to tell you that this is a lie. It’s been a week since anything besides Pabst Blue Ribbon has made its way down my gullet, and I’ve never felt better. One needs to look no further than my refined crystal stream to see that my body is squeaky-clean and toxin free.

The first thing to remember on any journey to rid your body of all the malignant gunk you’ve pumped into it is to STAY HYDRATED. Therefore, choosing a beer that’s nearly identical to water is imperative to flushing out your system. The lighter and weaker the brew, the more quickly it will slide through your body and take all of that pesky pollution with it. This naturally makes PBR a perfect fit for anyone looking for a good purge, though I figure Rolling Rock or Keystone would work just as well if you hate yourself more than I do.

After only the second or third day, all traces of yellow had left my urine, and after the fifth some hair loss started as my scalp began to let go of all the pent-up poison stored inside of it.

Slamming a twelve pack per day provides a smattering of nutritional benefits not offered by other cleanses, or at least I assume it does based on the fact that the food pyramid we all learned back in kindergarten recommended more servings of grain than any other food group. It’s also an easy way to avoid all of that extra sugar that would come with guzzling juice instead.

There’s absolutely no reason that a clean and healthy lifestyle can’t go hand in hand with the exact same terrible decisions that I’ve always made. Ready for a change? Crack open a can and start cleansing!

Snooping Girlfriend Only One Falling for Spam Message from Sxxxygrl_49

LOS ANGELES — Local girlfriend Ashley Wagner mistakenly believes Bryce Latterby, her boyfriend of six months, is actively engaged in a sultry conversation with Instagram spambot Sxxxygrl_49, annoyed sources confirmed.

“I was trying to show Bryce this new filter, and I accidentally clicked into his messages and saw this big-boobed bimbo messaging Bryce saying she’s available tonight to video chat and he just needs to use the code ‘hotbaby’ for a discount,” said Wagner. “This asshole was hiding these messages right under my nose in a secondary inbox on Instagram, and it looked like there were about 80 other dudes in the chat. I plan on approaching all of their girlfriends and telling them what’s going on. This is bullshit.”

Latterby noted this is not the first time his girlfriend overreacted to an automated message.

“Last month I kept getting a phone call from a weird number with a Montana area code and it would leave me a 17-second voicemail where it sounds like a robot woman speaking Mandarin or something,” said Latterby. “Well, Ashley thought it was all a ploy to talk with other women. I have to give her credit, though — she started using Duolingo and translated the message, and it said something about a boat leaving its shoes near the typewriter. She felt a little better after realizing the message was nonsense, but then she started to believe that might be a secret code, too.”

Officials at Instagram claimed they are trying their best to quell the incessant messages from spam accounts.

“We understand that these random messages from extremely sexy young women who want to show you everything can be annoying,” said Instagram’s public relations lead Brandon Nguyen. “Their frequent use of the eggplant, peach, and water emojis are against what Instagram stands for — we want to provide a platform for everyone to post pictures of their dog where you don’t have to worry about seeing a woman’s nipple. The sooner Instagram becomes a platform devoid of all sexuality, the better.”

Latterby was later found punching a dent into his car in a jealous rage after Wagner laughed at another man’s joke in public.

Opinion: Steve Isn’t Racist, He’s Just Weirdly Aware of Race All the Time

People are always coming after my friend Steve for being “racist,” but I prefer to think of him as “descriptive.” There’s nothing wrong with a few observant descriptors when you’re relaying a story, songwriters do it all the time. So what’s the big deal if Steve has a weird habit of adding a person’s race to their description?

Just last week I was watching a movie with Steve when he suddenly recognized one of the actors from another movie. When I asked which actor he recognized, he responded with “the black one,” because what else was he gonna say? Also, Steve totally confused the actor for Shaquille O’Neal, but I’m sure it happens all the time. Hotel Rwanda, Kaazam, same difference.

Steve is a considerate person! When my biracial cousin Tyler got accepted into college, Steve was the first kind soul to say, “Congratulations on your basketball scholarship!” What a guy! Now sure, Tyler has ever played a game of basketball in his life and actually got in on a scholarship from the biology department, but it’s the sentiment that counts! Besides, Tyler is incredibly tall, which I’m sure is what Steve was referring to when he said “those people are usually just really good athletes.”

Steve is always doing nice things. Today he offered to order takeout from the “nice oriental place across the street.” What? He made an objective, observant, factual comment; they are actually very nice oriental people and they make the sick egg rolls. Sure he did point out that the reason the egg rolls are so good is “probably because of all the MSG” and added “that shit will kill you if you’re not careful” but hey, he’s just health conscious! And he even went on to acknowledge “that’s just how those people do it in their country where they’re from originally before moving to America legally.”

Anyone who’s seen the diversity of Steve’s porn collection knows he’s the furthest thing from racist, and he’s a hell of a wingman to boot. Last week we spotted a couple of cute girls at the bar and before we went to try and talk to them Steve asked me “Which one are you into, the black one or the normal one?” What a considerate friend!

Punk Astronaut Costs NASA Millions After Cutting Sleeves Off Spacesuit

HOUSTON — Self-proclaimed “bad boy of outer space” Willis McReady cost the National Aeronautics and Space Administration approximately $3.4 million last week, cutting the sleeves off his spacesuit prior to a planned extravehicular spacewalk.

“Motherfucker, it gets hot in that suit. Nobody really tells you that in space school. I was sweating my dick off, so I grabbed my trusty switchblade and hacked the sleeves off real quick,” said McReady in a transmission from his space shuttle. “I mean, all we do is come up here to repair these garbage space stations, piss in zero gravity, and piss off the Russians. If taxpayers have a problem with me blasting my sick Misfits tattoo into the cosmos, they can fight me once I’m home.”

NASA officials remain “incredibly worried” about the astronaut’s choice to compromise his support system for oxygen, heat and mobility.

“That fucking idiot!” said NASA flight commander Gary Wallkaupf. “If he survives his arms freezing off, I’m gonna stomp him until he becomes cosmonaut space food. I haven’t seen such a disregard for protocol since that one idiot started golfing on the moon. This isn’t some tropical vacation: this is space. All this costs billions of fucking dollars.”

Shortly after McReady removed his space suit sleeves, a deep space radio transmission was received from a distant planet.

“I am Glagnor, Prince of Quevenous 4, and it’s about time you nerds sent us somebody cool. We’ve been observing the planet you call ‘earth’ for decades, and we have not been impressed: since you first ventured into space, all you’ve sent us were dorky Boy Scouts and virgin mathematicians,” read the alien transmission. “Finally, you’ve jettisoned someone with some fucking edge. Keep sending us guys like this and we may share with you the secret to eternal life… oh, shit! I wasn’t supposed to tell you about that last part. Wrog! Turn the transmitter off! No, the red light means it’s still on.”

McReady further upset ground control when he was seen sewing a Man Is The Bastard back patch on his space suit in a live feed from the shuttle.

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