Sovereign Citizen Makes Exception for Costco

PULLMAN, Wash. — Sovereign citizen Ken Rodgers made an exception to his lifestyle of not contributing to the government with his weekly trips to Costco, sources report.

“All state, local and federal government institutions are illegitimate and therefore have no right to impose their rule on me,” Rodgers confidently confirmed. “I don’t have a driver’s license and my Ford F-150 isn’t registered, and there isn’t a thing anybody can do about it. I’m proud to not contribute to any of the revenue taken in by the crooked corporate organization that calls itself the government, with the exception of the 8% tax that’s taken out of my purchases here at Costco. I just enjoy those Boulder Canyon chips too much to keep from coming out here and getting some shopping done every week.”

Employee Craig Weathers was confused by Rodgers’ habits.

“This guy comes in here every week and rants to me about how common law was replaced by commercial law shortly after this country’s founding while I’m ringing him up,” Weathers said. “I’m just like, dude, I don’t care, and I don’t understand why you’re telling me this while I’m running your Cheez-Its and Mountain Dew Code Red through the scanner. Doesn’t this dude understand how sales tax works? Every time he makes purchases here he’s giving money to the government that he thinks doesn’t have rightful authority. If he was really adamant about his batshit views, he would be living completely off the grid and growing his own crops instead of buying Pop-Tarts every week.”

Political scientist Sandra Brewer provided her insight on the matter.

“Unsurprisingly, there’s a lot of hypocrisy in the lifestyle of so-called sovereign citizens,” Brewer reflected. “Clearly our government isn’t functioning in the best way right now, but bullshit conspiracy theories are never a good substitute for actions like voting, protesting for policy reform, or running for public office. If this guy really believed that the rules governing our society don’t apply to him, he wouldn’t be doing things like driving on taxpayer-funded roads to do his grocery shopping. Also, if he thinks that he’s not subject to the laws of this country, he wouldn’t have registered for a Costco membership, and he would just be walking out of the building without paying for his groceries.”

At press time, Rodgers also made an exception for Wendy’s after spotting one on his way home.

Man’s Veneers Way More Disturbing Than His Old Teeth

CHICAGO — A local man’s decision to replace their rotting teeth with shiny white veneers backfired as they turned out to look way more disturbing than his natural smile, grossed out friends have reported.

“I did a shitty job taking care of my original teeth up until now, but I only got veneers so I wouldn’t look like some kind of halitosis demon when I smiled in public. And for a few minutes after the procedure I felt like a normal person again until people started cowering and running away. And that one guy was being a little dramatic when he pulled out a cross and started yelling at me in Latin, honestly,” said Troy Weathers. “Admittely they do look a little out of place the more I look in the mirror, like an alien put on my skiing and then 3D printed teeth. I wonder if it’s too late to get them taken out and replace them with some yellowed dentures? It might be more on brand for me.”

His friends were unanimous in their disapproval of his new look.

“He looks like Mr. Potato Head after rolling down the uncanny valley. When Troy’s mouth looked like Shane MacGowan’s, he at least had personality. Now he looks more like a haunted doll that wished to come to life, or some kind of prototype android a scientist hasn’t gotten just right,” said Caitlin Connors. “I can’t even look him in the face without gagging. So what if he was missing half his teeth before, his mouth told a story of bar fights, cheap beer, and intermittent brushing. Better his mouth look like a gutter than a toilet seat.”

Weathers’ veneer technician admitted the process was not without its flaws.

“This industry has a lot of ‘gray areas’ when it comes to ethics. So if people want to take the easy route to whiter teeth I’ll do it, no questions asked. But there’s something like an 80% chance patients will come out of the procedure looking like one of those cartoonish boardwalk caricatures or the bad guy from ‘Poltergeist II,’” said technician Gary Thompson. “If folks want to pay me to install the equivalent of halogen headlights in their mouth, who am I to tell them how to spend their money?”

As of press time, Weathers began ripping out his veneers with pliers after receiving offers from multiple traveling circus freak shows.

ICE Agent Unsure How to Conduct Pat-Down Without Leaving Bruises

ATLANTA — ICE agents deployed by President Trump to assist with airport security amid the partial government shutdown are reportedly unsure how to pat down alleged criminals without causing significant bodily harm, sources wearing wrap-around sunglasses report. 

“We’re barely trained on how to do our actual jobs, which is fine since I already know how to throw a solid right hook,” said ICE agent Alex Guerra, who was hired five months ago after seeing a recruitment advertisement on Spotify. “But airport security is an entirely different beast. I’ve already gotten yelled at five times for ‘using too much force’ during my pat-downs. How was I supposed to know old ladies bruise that easily? They’re the ones smuggling Werther’s and god knows what else through our nation’s great airports.”

TSA agents nationwide already claim ICE’s presence disrupts their own already-difficult jobs.

“It’s bad enough that I’ve been working without pay for over a month, but now I’m stuck training these buffoons for nothing in return,” TSA officer Seth Farley said after throwing a traveler’s laptop into a plastic bin. “It’s gotten to the point where I can’t even hear myself yelling at people to take their shoes off over the sound of them beating the shit out of people. Travelers are only supposed to leave our patdowns feeling a little violated, not looking like they just had a heated argument with Taylor Frankie Paul.”

Despite the backlash, President Donald Trump remains confident the ICE presence will prove helpful to airport staff amid increased callouts due to the shutdown. 

“Our ICE agents are frankly some of the toughest people we have in terms of security and getting rid of criminals,” Trump said while boarding Air Force One. “The TSA should be thanking them for all the hard work they’re putting in. Some of those people our ICE guys have to pat down, well, they’re not my type, that’s all I’ll say. You say you look bad because an ICE guy beat you up, I say that’s fake news. Most of these nut jobs were barely 3’s or 4’s before the bruises, if those even happened. They’d be lucky to have ICE rearrange their faces a little before they go to the beach for spring break. Which reminds me, I wasn’t on the island, and I didn’t see anything bad happen because the sun was too bright!”

At press time, ICE agents were unavailable for comment as they were busy helping baggage handlers break wheelchairs and walkers on the runway.

Portland Barista Fired After Failing To Display ‘The Little Prince’ Tattoo 

PORTLAND, Ore. — Local barista Mark Redmound was fired from his barista position last month for failing to display his tattoo depicting “The Little Prince,” confirmed sources who began rolling up their sleeves in hopes to keep their jobs.

“I guess I forgot their policy that requires us to display all literary-related tattoos at all times, even on microdose breaks,” said Redmound, who has admittedly never even read the novella. “Not to mention I had bronchitis, but couldn’t call in sick because I’m behind on two months of rent. I figured it was okay to wear long sleeves just this one time. I made up for my lack of visible tattoos by showing my septum piercing. Yet still, my fake-ass manager had the audacity to call me out in front of all the customers at peak hour. I’m taking legal action.”

Manager Holly Raintree was more than willing to defend his actions.

“We believe in fairness and giving people the benefit of the doubt here at Village Bicycle. Despite his lack of service industry experience, Mark had a tattoo of the fox from ‘The Little Prince’ and that’s worth three years of barista experience alone,” Raintree commented before firing another employee for failing to display their tattoo of a nautical compass. “We have a reputation to maintain. It became clear that Mark is not the team player we thought he was when we hired him. Either way, he has lost his 10% off third Tuesdays employee discount privileges.”

Redmound is now seeking the legal services of local attorney Debra Fong. 

“I have specialized in aesthetic-based wrongful termination cases for over 15 years, and when I saw Mark smoking a cigarette and crying across the street from my office, I knew right away,” said Fong while slurping ramen out of a leather boot. “When Maya told me he was fired for covering up the tattoo, I assured him it was at least the tenth wrongful termination case involving the cover-up of a ‘Little Prince’ tattoo I’ve been involved in—and the sixth involving the fox character in Northeast Portland alone.”

At press time, the coffee shop was boarded up after several Yelp and Google reviewers complained the atmosphere was not the same anymore.

Crap! Charon the Ferryman Only Takes Crypto Now

I wish I could see the looks on the faces of everyone who mocked me for believing in Greek mythology right now. They called me mad, out of touch, and possibly insane, but I only see one person here at the River Styx who was hit by a city bus. And the coin I kept under my tongue at all times as fare for Charon the Ferryman is my ticket to escort me down the river to Elysium for an eternal afterlife full of wine and tits. At least, that’s what I thought. 

Apparently, I missed an update to the T&C of the gods, because Charon has ditched the “obol” in favor of going exclusively with being paid in cryptocurrency.

For those of you who slept through history class (or didn’t play God of War), Charon is the intrepid Love Boat captain who ferries souls to the afterlife, and until he so rudely prevented me from boarding, fare only cost a single coin.

Now that I think about it, seeing his grizzled visage adorned in a Patagonia vest should have been a dead giveaway that something was off. It’s well established that Charon is a cranky asshole, but I didn’t have him pegged for an insufferable crypto bro. What insufferable bro chewed his ear off about the blockchain? Fuck, I bet it was Hermes. You can’t be the god of commerce and thievery and not probably start a podcast to rope everyone around you into a crypto ponzi scheme.

And I didn’t appreciate him rolling his eyes at me when I asked if Erebus has one of those crypto ATM’s. Hell, this isn’t even a tangible currency! What was I supposed to do, carry a hard drive full of Doge with me at all times? Gods, spare me from having to hear about Coinbase again.

At this rate, I’m doomed to spend the next 100 years aimlessly wandering the shores of the river with the other souls who didn’t blow their life savings on meme coins. The worst part is seeing all the assholes who can pay the fare tap their damn phones against Charon and floating off into the afterlife. I feel like an idiot.

Whatever, it could be worse. I overheard Sisyphus is no longer pushing a boulder, but is constantly forced to buy Bitcoin at the dip for a spike that’ll never come. Now that’s what I call hell.

Bruce Springsteen Hires Guitarist To Play Anytime He Starts Telling a Story

PRINCETON, N.J. — Shore-rock legend Bruce Springsteen confirmed rumors Thursday that he’s keeping guitarist Ray Barone on retainer to accompany him anytime he launches into a story, confused sources reported. 

“I guess it’s because I’m old and I don’t want to lug around my Martin D-35 everywhere like I’ve been doing since ‘The River.’ Also I’m wealthy, so I can afford to keep this guy around for whenever that ‘Springsteen silence’ comes on,” said the veteran songwriter. “That’s when I stare into the distance and give my little cue that I’m about to tell the one about crashing my motorcycle or failing my physical for Vietnam or ruing the loss of a particular coffee yogurt I like at Wegmans. Lately these stories have fallen flat a cappella. But now I have Ray.” 

Barone, a retired drivers-ed instructor from Freehold, N.J., now trails Springsteen with a guitar and amp Tuesday through Sunday nights. 

“Initially there was a lot of confusion, and then trial and error. Sometimes I would play anytime Bruce opened his mouth, which had me playing for things like, ‘I’m just running out to T.J. Maxx for their President’s Day sale’ or ‘Who forgot to change the toilet paper?’ And then there was the time I made the mistake of playing acoustic during an argument he had with his manager Jon Landau. Bruce later advised he wants me to go electric in those moments.” 

While the accompaniment adds a boost to increasingly weary or long-winded stories, not everyone is supportive of the addition—least of all Patti Scialfa, the Boss’s wife of 34 years. 

“It’s so, so irritating. I keep telling him we don’t need Ray around all the time. Like the other night we were lying in bed and Bruce was recounting our first trip to the Irish coast. Out of nowhere I hear a G chord, then a D, and then suddenly, Ray is rising up from beside the bed—on my side. I was like, ‘Seriously?’ We ended up watching ‘My Cousin Vinny’ with Ray, just in case Bruce wanted to pause it and tell a story. But Bruce fell asleep, so Ray and I ended up watching it. Ray liked it quite a bit—but that’s not the point!” 

At press time, Springsteen was auditioning saxophonists to solo during moments he couldn’t think of anything to say. 

Worst Person You Know Discovers Phrase ‘Living My Truth’

SAN FRANCISCO — The absolute worst person you know has unfortunately happened upon the phrase “living my truth” and is currently on a rampage throughout the region justifying every single thought and action by weaponizing the aforementioned buzz phrase common in misappropriated therapy jargon, confirmed sources.

“Look, I am all in favor of people living authentically, whatever that means,” you said. “Expressing yourself is important, but this person has been nothing but rude since we started working together, and now they just blurt out insane thoughts at meetings and speak in sentences that sound like the worst advice you’ve ever seen on some random dipshits Instagram. Also, they yelled at the person who delivered the office lunch the other day because ‘hunger was guiding their emotional wellbeing’ or some shit? Unreal.”

When asked about their alleged sociopathic tendencies since learning of the phrase, the worst person you know was quick to respond.

“First of all, your accusation isn’t in alignment with me, okay? It makes me feel dysregulated and that’s literally violence. Second of all, I didn’t hear that from therapy because therapy is for pussies and also backed by big pharma. Also, I don’t know who you’ve been talking to about me, but I’m going to find out and then I’m gonna slash their tires because anyone with anything negative to say about me is trying to use their toxicity to dull my shine. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have an entrepreneur’s conference to attend.”

Former clinical psychologist Amanda Ruthkin has had just about enough of these types of phrases. 

“Regrettably, this is all too common behavior,” said Ruthkin. “I actually had to quit my job over this garbage because it’s become very fashionable to not do any meaningful inner work at all, grab the nearest distilled nonsense that already agrees with your terrible personality but is phrased in a way that sounds like growth, and then just use it to become an even shittier person while simultaneously thinking that you’re an enlightened being. I’m not surprised at all to learn that the worst person I know is up to this behavior.”  

At press time, the worst person you know was seen adding “empath” to their Instagram bio.

Devastating: Friend Doesn’t Care if You Pause Movie You Chose While They Go to the Bathroom or Not

Is there anything more catastrophic than introducing a friend to a piece of media you love and assume they will love too, only to see them react with indifference, or worse yet, visible disgust? No, there is not. And I’ve lived through two divorces, three bankruptcies, AND “super hero fatigue.”

So you can imagine my dismay when I insisted on sharing with my friend, Jeff 1998’s Meet Joe Black, a movie that inspired me to pursue my dream of managing a Linens N’ Things, only for him to react as if I had asked him to sit through an Andy Warhol movie titled, “Kleenex” or something.

I mean, this movie stars Brad Pitt, not Bud Dwyer. 

I first suspected something was amiss when I glanced over to get his reaction to my favorite part, only to see him as stone-faced as if we were watching a documentary about where our food comes from. 

I knew things were really bad when I heard the faint, tell-tale, tapping on a silenced smartphone, tucked strategically just out of my sight behind the armrest, his eyes barely darting back to the screen every 40 seconds or so. 

“Maybe it’s not so bad,” I told myself, “maybe a family member just died, and he HAS to check his phone.” Sadly, this was not the case.

I knew all hope was lost when Jeff had to use the restroom. He didn’t even wait for me to finish asking before explaining that I didn’t need to pause the film. I told him I didn’t mind at all, in fact, I needed to check my emails anyway, and this is a really important part coming up. He merely responded with “Nah, it’s fine.” 

Thankfully, Jeff must have done a duecer as this gave me enough time to mentally weigh the long-term ramifications of a murder-suicide, and decide against.  

Instead, I just got honest, and we had a deep conversation. After several hours and the employment of multiple emotional-manipulation techniques learned from an alcoholic family upbringing, Jeff finally saw the error of his ways and agreed to stop denying to himself the indisputable fact of Meet Joe Black being the “A1 Bold n’ Spicy” of cinema. He sat attentively through the rest of the film, and I can’t wait to enlighten him on “Cocoon” next. Though weirdly, he doesn’t seem to be getting phone calls and texts…

38-Year-Old Punk Excited To Check Out This Band ‘Perimenopause’ That’s Been All Over Her Algorithm

LOS ANGELES — Local 38-year-old punk Nicole Crane is very excited to check out the supposed new band Perimenopause that’s been all over her social media timelines, confirmed sources.

“I always like to keep up with hip, new happenings in the punk world, and it’s really nice to know that my algorithm reflects that about me,” shared Crane. “For the past few weeks, I’ve seen Perimenopause all over all my social media timelines. With a name like that, I know it’s got to be a really sick band. They even have interesting song titles too. Can’t wait to check out their tracks ‘Night Sweats,’ ‘Decreased Libido,’ and ‘Mood Swings’ on their debut album called ‘Menstrual Changes.’ Finally, a band that speaks to how I’ve been feeling lately.”

Chainsmoking Babies, a veteran punk band in the scene, shed some more light on this heavily trending topic.

“There’s no punk band with that name. That lady is definitely seeing that in her timeline because her algo knows she’s getting up there,” shared Chainsmoking Babies frontwoman, Betty Black Lung. “The phenomenon known as perimenopause can begin as early as 35, so it’s important to check with your doctor if you experience any symptoms such as fatigue, thinning hair, and vaginal pain. But this lady should know she can still rock out even if she needs a prescription cream for her coochie pain.”

Psychologist Nicole Sender shared insights from her research on the emerging topic of aging Millennials.

“There’s a concerning phenomenon that seems to occur as the Millennial ages, which is that they seem to think they are much younger than they are. We think it might be due to the fact that they grew up with the advent of trendy technology such as social media and continue to be infantilized by the rest of the world,” said Sender. “Whatever the case may be, they’re on the verge of death since they think they’re too young to need medication. The cruel irony is that they’re too old for these health issues to land them in the 27 Club. But don’t tell them I said that.”

At press time, Crane felt vindicated after discovering a band out of Waukesha, Wisconsin, called Peri Men o’Pause and their single “I’m Growing a Beard and I Don’t Feel Like Fuckin’” has 234 plays on SoundCloud.

CDC Announces: This Cold and Flu Season, ‘Trust No One’

ATLANTA — The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention announced that this cold and flu season, the general public should “trust no one,” bewildered sources confirm.

“It’s time for a new approach to public safety,” said Jay Bhattacharya, acting director of the CDC. “I’ve been in charge of germs for over 30 days so I know a thing or two about public health economics. Public trust in the agency is at an all-time low, and I plan to take advantage of that bear market. Mask mandates, Lysol wipes, it’s all too late for that. Any doubts you feel towards the CDC should be multiplied tenfold and directed towards your family and loved ones, your neighbors and friends. I repeat, trust no one. Watch your back this flu season.”

Local 311 operators reported that multiple callers have reached out to non-emergency services for help in these troubling times.

“I like to think I’m an informed voter,” said Marc Huffton, concerned citizen. “I read the news on my phone when I’m constipated and make sure to avoid anything about the Arab situation, doctor’s orders, but I just don’t know who to trust anymore. On the one hand you have experts saying that fluids and rest and pre-emptive inoculations help curb the spread of influenza, but then on the other hand you have experts saying that vaccines nourish the devil in the hearts of man. Everyone is such an extremist now. What happened to the normal, sensible people?”

Infectious disease expert and heirloom public servant Robert F. Kennedy Jr. offered his candid expertise.

“My fellow Americans, the CDC has been infiltrated by the enemy,” said Kennedy. “Do not let them hoodwink you with their elaborate mumbo jumbo. Remember Fauci, that scam artist? I punched him in the ribs. The only medicine a man needs is three fingers of corn whiskey and medium rare chuck eye. Anyone who thinks otherwise better say their pinko prayers. Feeling a little tight in the chest, soyboy? Want a salad? Get yourself a rowing machine and build it inside a sauna. Remember, semen retention is key. No chicks allowed.”

At press time, the CDC announced that if you develop flu-like symptoms this season, you should hunt down the person who infected you, murder them cold-bloodedly in the street, and drink plenty of fluids.