Overwatered Houseplants Hoping Woman Goes Back to Work Soon

WILMINGTON, Del. — Local woman Kelly Cruz’s recent unemployment status has her overwatered houseplants praying she finds a job before she drowns them all, the drenched flora confirmed.

“COVID-19 layoffs can be a blessing in disguise,” said plant owner Cruz, dousing a golden barrel cactus with a drinking cup from her nightstand. “Without all this extra free time, I would’ve never discovered my green thumb. In pre-pandemic times, I was only watering these poor guys once every two weeks, but now that I’m home 24/7 they’ll never be thirsty again.”

Cruz’s plants, which mainly consist of succulents and cacti which only need need to be watered a few times a month and tend to thrive in arid, negligent spaces like doctors offices or someone’s dad’s house, noted they have yet to see their owner drink water once since she’s been home.

“I’m dying a slow death,” said a wilted snake plant from Cruz’s bathroom windowsill. “Between the humidity from her nightly depression baths and her twice-a-day watering regiment, I’m essentially being waterboarded, which I’m pretty sure signifies as cruel and unusual punishment. I’m not sure if plants are covered under the Geneva Convention, but I hope someone steps in before it’s too late. The least she could do is put me in a pot with a drainage hole.”

Overwatering has been a leading cause in plant deaths for decades, but experts warn the recent uptick could mean a regression back to the days of people buying mostly artificial plants by 2025.

“The death toll is unmanageable,” said Lewis Pittman, a leading horticulturist. “It feels like each day I see another unsalvageable English ivy or spider plant left out on the sidewalk with a ‘Free!’ sign taped to it — at least let it die with some dignity and give it a proper burial in a compost pile. Instead of overwatering, I suggest plant owners combat their crushing ennui with something less lethal, like latch hooking or online gambling.”

At press time, Cruz was converting a barely rinsed Windex bottle into a plant mister.

Metalhead Principal Sends Student Home for Wearing Inoffensive Band Shirt

CLEVELAND — Cleveland School of the Arts Principal and metalhead educator Ryan Donnavin sent home 7th grader Alex Ramirez yesterday for wearing a Metallica shirt deemed to be too inoffensive, multiple sources confirmed.

“It’s unacceptable,” said Donnavin, sporting a Pig Destroyer shirt featuring a demonic creature eating it’s own flesh. “He comes back to school from a long Covid break, and he’s wearing a Metallica shirt that just has the band’s name on it? You kidding me? In my school, if you want to wear a metal band T-shirt, there better be swears, or tits, or at least a skull — bare minimum, a logo you can’t read because the font is all fucked up.”

Ramirez admitted this was not the first time Donnavin asked him to change his shirt or go home.

“Principal Donnavin saw me wearing a plain AC/DC shirt last year, and he brought me into his office so he could show me more offensive designs I could buy,” said Ramirez. “He really wanted me to get this Cattle Decapitation shirt that read, ‘Forced Gender Reassignment,’ and he wrote me a note to give my parents that they should buy it for me.”

“No way I gave them that note!” he added. “I’m not going to ask my parents to buy me a shirt with dicks getting cut off on it!”

While many educators across America have been preoccupied with keeping their students and staff safe due to COVID-19, students say Donnavin’s biggest focus since returning has been metal T-shirt content.

“I straight up wanted to get sent home, so I wore my Integrity shirt with Charles Manson on the front the first day back at school,” said 9th grader Jake Simpson. “But Principal Donnavin asked me where he could get the same shirt… and when I told him, he made me student of the month! I was all worried about wearing my Cock and Ball Torture shirt to school, but now I think it might get me extra credit.”

At press time, Donnavin was busy pressuring the music department to alter their production of “Rock of Ages” to include songs of offensive grindcore legends Anal Cunt.

Enlightened Musician Assures Missing Capo Will Find You the Moment You Stop Looking

GREENVILLE, Miss. — Enlightened musician and your friend Tocarra Yost assured you that you will eventually find the missing capo you’ve been searching for the moment you stop tearing your house apart looking for it.

“People are always spending so much time and energy worrying that they’ll never find the capos they’ve misplaced, and I understand, because I used to be just like them,” Yost stated. “But then one day, I realized that if I needed some piece of equipment to affect the pitch on my guitar, that I was never gonna be happy: I had to rely on the capo in me before I could use the one I bought from Guitar Center two years ago. The moment I did that, everything changed, and my capo appeared — right there on top of the refrigerator, under an old calendar from 2017 I got through a secret Santa thing at work.”

While Yost’s outlook sounds nice in theory, it is of absolutely no help to you at all in the present moment.

“Tocarra watched one guided meditation on YouTube while she was all fucked up after she had her wisdom teeth removed, and now she thinks of herself as some spiritual guru or something,” you explained. “I think it’s all bullshit, but if I told her that, she’d say something about the Law of Attraction that also doesn’t make any sense. And plus, it’s so easy for her — she has a real job, so she can have her choice of any capo she wants. I bet capos are knocking down her door just to get clipped to her Martin. No capos ever notice me.”

Misplaced items expert and local Guitar Center assistant manager Marky “Dio” Del Rio suggests taking a more aggressive approach when searching for capos.

“It’s not easy, and sometimes it seems like they don’t even wanna be found, so I always get straight to the point, right outta the gate,” Del Rio said. “I usually hit up all the hotspots first, like the nightstand, coffee table, or kitchen counter, before I move to less obvious places — your backs of toilet tanks, your underneath cars, and what have you. I’m not going home without a capo, so even if I have to swipe one off some other dude’s guitar… whatever, man. If I wanna play ‘Aqualung,’ I’m playing ‘Aqualung,’ pronto.”

At press time, your capo was still being used as a bookmark in a copy of War and Peace, and will likely never be seen again.

5 Gender Reveal Party Ideas That’ll Make You Say “Shit! Someone Call 911!”

A gender reveal party is an excellent way to make it known that you are expecting newborn attention online. Look no further than the incredibly successful gender reveal wildfire that became the talk of the town for west coast 911 operators and subsequently the national media.

You might be thinking, “how do I get that sort of high-profile notoriety when it comes time to exploit my unborn baby for a bunch of Instagram likes?” We’ve got you covered. Here are five gender reveal party ideas that’ll make you so infamous your entire crew will be calling 911 faster than you can say, “gender is a social construct.”

Gender Reveal Stabbing
Find a vein that won’t gush so much blood that you’ll die. Just enough that you might briefly pass out. Maybe like a wrist. Get yourself a charming pink or blue knife from Etsy and when it’s time for the big reveal, start the ceremonial stabbing. Gently, obviously. After a short stint in the ER you’ll be well on your way to getting a prime slot on the local 6 o’clock news.

Gender Reveal Jaundis
A lot of people don’t know this but you can actually change the color of your skin just by severely damaging your liver! For a period of 8-11 weeks consume nothing but Gushers Mouth Mixers for a boy or Fireball Whiskey and Grenadine for a girl.

Gender Reveal Stomach Pump

Since your friends will be getting hammered to ease the pain of attending this charade, what better way to make the reveal than an alcohol-induced stomach pumping? Have everyone in your party unknowingly consume pink or blue food dye. Then flood their gullets with hard liquor. After getting your pumps on at the hospital, the doctors will gladly reveal the exact color that was extracted from your stomach. Is that breaking news or what?

Gender Reveal Wild Animal Mauling

Getting your hands on a dangerous animal is surprisingly easy. Just find the nearest Tiger King-esque creep in town and borrow their grizzly bear for the afternoon. Believe me, they’ll have one. Dress up your bear in an adorbs blue or pink garment and release it unexpectedly at your party. Keep in mind that only five people a year actually die from bear attacks in the US, so you should be A-OK. Sure, someone will get dinged up enough to call 911, but it’s a small price to pay for potentially landing the cover story on the New York Post.

Gender Reveal Arson
That wildfire gender reveal was such a game changer in the party planning industry. But why stop at colored smoke? By applying the right chemicals to all of the trees within a half mile radius you can actually change the color of the flames! That way even people who didn’t see the initial blast will know it’s a boy as they flee their home in terror.

Trump Appoints Spin Doctors to COVID-19 Task Force

BEDMINSTER, N.J. — President Trump has appointed the once-popular 90s alt-rock band Spin Doctors to lead the country’s coronavirus task force, during an impromptu press conference from the 9th hole of the Trump National Golf Club earlier today.

“They’re called Spin Doctors — amazing band. Very catchy, very smart. It was an easy call. Piece of cake. And they have ‘doctor’ in the name, so, you know, that’s really impressive. It takes years to become a doctor,” said President Trump. “And, let me tell you, they had a tremendous hit. Huge song. I believe it was the late 80s, early 90s, maybe even the 2000s. Somewhere within that period of time. The one about the two apprentices kneeling. Not too many people can say they made such a brilliant song, believe me.”

Former task force head Dr. Anthony Fauci immediately expressed concern.

“I was not consulted in this appointment — if I had been, I would’ve suggested the Offspring. At least their lead singer has a Ph.D. in molecular biology,” said Fauci, referencing Offspring frontman Dexter Holland. “Certainly not my first choice, but at least he didn’t pick The Cure. Those meetings are depressing enough already.”

For their part, the New York nostalgia rockers were pleasantly surprised, and admitted they’re eager to “raise a princely racket” and help solve the coronavirus crisis.

“Your majesties, we are humbled by this opportunity to help the government bring an end to this pandemic so we can get back on the road playing our hit for you,” said Chief Spin Doctor Chris Barron. “While we understand that we are not actual physicians, we feel it is simply not our place to reveal that information to the President. We remain confident Mr. Trump will realize his mistake in time. Until then, we will attend all task force meetings where we will do everything in our power to shoot spitballs into the cracks of Vice President Pence’s mask.”

President Trump has not yet given a reason for passing over other equally-qualified candidates, such as Dr. Dre, Placebo, Old Crow Medicine Show, or The Who.

Loser Spends Three Years Earning Master’s Degree When He Could’ve Been Writing a Sick D&D Campaign

RALEIGH, N.C. — A local graduate’s Masters of Fine Arts degree was tainted by the realization the past three years could have been spent crafting an incredible D&D campaign. 

“Oh god, oh fuck I’ve wasted so much time and money on this degree and for what, to increase my prospects?” said recent graduate Alex Bales, still dressed in his graduation robes and clutching his diploma. “I didn’t enjoy even a single second of this bullshit coursework and I could have been having the time of my life building a meticulously detailed fantasy world for my friends to wreak havoc in.”

He added, “Now instead of those incredible memories all I have is a huge amount of debt and three extra letters after my name.”

Beth Simard, a fellow recent graduate, weighed in on Bales’ sudden existential crisis. 

“I think Alex really made the right call furthering his education instead of spending the last three years planning and playing some stupid game,” Simard said. “I mean, sure, all the stress of his coursework gave him an ulcer, he seemed to hate defending his thesis, and any campaign that took three years to plan would have undoubtedly been so incredible that people would speak of it in awed whispers for years to come but hey, at least now he can, uh, be a teaching assistant?”

Dr. Erin Tippett, Bales’ academic advisor, understood her student’s plight. 

“I very much feel sorry for Alex because I have been where he is before; I only got my PhD because I wanted to be able to create richer, more detailed campaigns for me and my friends,” Tippett said. “But now I’m teaching and grading stuff all the time and I don’t even have time to use this stupid degree for what I wanted to in the first place.”

She added, “I just hate to see someone going down the same path. But hey, at least writing a lesson plan is sort of like writing a really dry, boring campaign.”

At press time, Bales was hurtling farther down a depressive spiral as he met up with a friend who was now wildly wealthy thanks to the Patreon for a podcast based on a D&D campaign he spent the past three years developing.

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Dad Getting Tired of Cleaning Rupees Out of Lawnmower

BEAVERCREEK, Ohio — Local father Stu Campbell is reportedly fed up with having to clean hundreds of rupees out of his lawnmower every time he cuts his grass.

“It was a nice surprise at first, like finding a $20 bill on the ground,” said a frustrated Campbell. “But then the mower just stopped working. Now I have to shut it down every five minutes and unlodge a bunch of green crystals from the blades. Who’s hiding all these things in my grass anyways?”

Neighbors became concerned when they overheard Campbell cursing alone in his yard. They later found out that the commotion happened after he stepped on one of several stray arrows buried under the grass.

“I don’t get how all that stuff ended up in there,” said neighbor Terry Wintour. “His yard is so full of junk, it’s like taking care of a minefield. Actually, it literally is a minefield. There are bombs everywhere.”

The deluge of secret items hidden in his yard has driven Campbell to the brink of insanity. His breaking point came when he accidentally ran over a large rock with his lawnmower, cracking it open and revealing a human heart hidden inside.

“I don’t know what to do, he’s gone crazy,” said Stu’s husband Andre Campbell. “One day, he came into the house after working outside and started shattering every pot we owned to prove his point. When he saw that nothing was inside of them, he got mad and yelled about how of course he can never find items when he actually needs them.” 

In order to solve the problem once and for all, Campbell spent an entire Saturday afternoon removing every single patch of grass from his lawn. Unfortunately, it all regrew within an hour.

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The New Getting Fucked up? I Didn’t Drink Last Night and I Feel Really Good

Let’s face it, getting older brings a new series of challenges when it comes to getting totally fucked up. Higher tolerance, harsher hangovers, coworkers who go home to their families instead of the bar; the adult world is littered with obstacles in the way of you getting blasted beyond comprehension like you used to.

What if I told you I discovered this one cool trick that lets you get out of bed feeling like you’ve had three drinks already? Plus, it’s totally free! And no, I’m not talking about stealing nitrous chargers from the kitchen at work, though we should circle back to that. What I’m saying is, I didn’t drink last night, got a full eight hours of sleep, and I have never felt this good.

Believe it or not, I stumbled on this lifehack totally by accident. One minute I’m on the couch watching YouTube videos about sword-making and the next I’m waking up at 9:37… AM! I felt so good I knew I must still be drunk. I was confused when I saw that I hadn’t even touched the bottle of Tito’s on the coffee table. Maybe I drank the first bottle and was on my way to opening a second but never got around to it? But no, there were far too few broken mirrors in my apartment for that kind of night.

When using a new drug for the first time, you want to know what you’ll be in for. For me, the sensation that followed was pretty tight. I would describe it as a mellow body buzz without any of the cloudy brain fog. Like smoking a really good Sativa after a few fat rails of Adderall.

The usual morning headache was gone, my uvula wasn’t shredded from snore-screaming, and I was able to stand up on my first try. I went to work with a positive mental attitude. I was whistling, skipping, and listening to music. That day, the gin blossoms were in my ears instead of all over my face.

I wasn’t sure if I could do it again right away or if my body needed time to replenish the serotonin but after enough episodes of “Forged in Fire,” I blasted off all over again.

I’d recommend trying it for the first time in a familiar setting with friends in case you freak out or have a bad dream. Don’t do it too much or for too long though. The first time is always the best and you’ll just end up chasing the dragon. Before you know it, you’ll be sleeping nine or even ten hours a night.

I love this new drug but I’m starting to get an itch for something new. Next week, I’ll let you know all about my experiences with “runner’s high.”

Dog Can’t Believe They Allow Kids in This Brewery

MINNEAPOLIS — Local good boy Valentino was disgusted and appalled last week after an afternoon at his favorite brewery was ruined, thanks to constant harassment from wild children, according to Yelp reviewers who “would have left zero stars if they could.”

“My owner takes me to Social State Brewing at least once a week — sometimes you just need to relax in the sun and sniff some butts, you know? But yesterday, I’d barely snagged a fallen tater tot when these dirty, germ-infested kids stormed into the place and started touching my face,” said Valentino, the poodle-mix who left the scathing review. “I’m all for people having kids, don’t get me wrong… but I just feel that if you take them out in public, they should be on a leash. This isn’t a fucking daycare center.”

Fellow canines agreed, saying that the brewery wasn’t doing enough to curb unwanted contact with children.

“I was a regular for years, but I stopped going three months ago after a kid named Braylen or Brynch or something stupid picked me up out of nowhere and gave me a hug. His mom thought it was cute, but I didn’t see any tags on him, and frankly, I’m uncomfortable being touched by unvaccinated children,” said Dudley, a two-year-old chiweenie. “It doesn’t help that I’m a little guy, and it’s infuriating that they’re always trying to kiss my face while their parents just sit there and think it’s funny. There’s a thing called consent, people!”

For their part, Social State assured drinkers and dogs that they will address the issues while maintaining a welcoming environment.

“These criticisms are not unfounded, we will admit. We also believe that our two-legged offspring are just as welcome as our four-legged friends, and there’s room for everyone here,” said brewery owner Tony DeSiato. “On the other hand, I can see where the dogs are coming from — they’re not the ones throwing Jenga pieces at patrons. And, if I can be honest, they shit and/or piss on the floor far less than kids do.”

Valentino updated his review today to three stars, after seeing that the brewery built an outdoor off-leash kids area separate from the main hall.

Opinion: Proper Spelling Is for the Bougieosie

A spectar is haunting our political discourse — the spectar of spelling elietism.

When I comennced with my college education six years ago, I had a choice to make. I could capitullate to the demands of proffessors and teachers assisttants that my grammar and syntacts adhear to they’re made-up guidelines. Or I could walk the rightious path, reject the shackels of academiah, and embrase modernty.

I became a democratic socialest, mostly in hopes that it would help me weaseal out of any spelling requirements in my term papers. Much time has passed, but I am still just as ecstatac about my choice as I was all those years back, when a pretty-bluehaired girl with tattoos handed me a DSA pamflet. I never read it, and she stopped risponding to my DMs, but I can tell I’m making her prowd.

Now lets get one thing clear: diligent attentivetity to ones spelling and grammar does not equal smartness. A lot of people these days talk about how our cultures rely on out-dated methids of guaging intelligence in order to gate keep institutions from those in lower in-come brackets, which dispraportionitely targets minoreties. I see no reason why the same cannot be true for me, a white kid accepted on the basis of a legecy addmision, who is here on his parents’s dimes.

Us English majors get a bad rap. People from top to bottom maline us as lazy romantics without and hope of landing a good job. But they’re missing the point — its a bout the libertie to do what you want, even if (and especialy if) you don’t want to do anything at all. I was dettermined to do exactly that even before I found out I could pick up the mantel of communism and use it to shield myself from critiqism.

And I’ll tell you what else I’m not doing — none of my assinements are coming in on time. This colege’s deadlines are a societal construction and I reject them all forth-right, with extreme prejudice, indubutabley. I asumme it’s what Carl Marx would have wanted.

We in this country have found ourselves at a forkroad. I hope the choice we make is the choiciest one.

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