Bag Stuffed Into Bag of Bags

GREAT FALLS, Va.— Local dad Nathan Sweeney created a bag of bag of bags, dumping multiple plastic bag-filled bags into a larger bag in an attempt to prepare for any possible situation where they may be needed, his exasperated son reports.

“You can never be too prepared,” the elder Sweeney began, seemingly intent on turning an ordinary moment into a forced teaching moment for his son. “What if something goes wrong, and suddenly you’re responsible for waterproofing your sneakers, lining a trash can, and cleaning up after the dog? And to make it worse, your wife needs to carry her lunch to the office? A simple bag of bags won’t suffice, and as a man you need to know this.”

Sweeny’s teenage son Andrew greeted the passionate message with a blank stare, quickly followed by a vague nod intended to show a feeble attempt at listening.

“I’ve heard it all before — my grandfather was an outdoorsy type guy, and now my dad turns every situation into a Bear Gryllis life-or-death sort of thing,” he explained, noting that such generational change generally leads to a decreased prevalence of dehydrated food and an uptick in unused sports equipment. “He’s never wandered outside of the suburbs, but apparently the instinct remains.”

A local wilderness preparedness expert seemed puzzled when asked for comment.

“This isn’t exactly my wheelhouse,” said survivalist Danny Pasi. “I mean, being prepared is my deal, but I usually help people with fishing trips — not clipping bags into the glove compartment door to hold old Clif Bar wrappers until you can get to a trash can. I mean, if I think about it, I can see why he did it. It’s almost like a multitool, but for storage. He’s actually doing pretty important work.”

At press time, Sweeney was seen attempting to unstick his bag of bag of bags from the zipper of a backpack.

Asian Actor Pigeonholed in Roles Portraying Occupation Parents Wanted for Him

IRVINE, Calif. — Conflicted Asian-American actor Francis Chiu credited much of his success today to Hollywood’s typecasting of him in roles portraying doctors, scientists, and other STEM occupations his parents desperately wanted for him instead of acting, sources under extreme parental pressure confirmed.

“I honed my craft for years at NYU, and I’ve landed many juicy roles throughout my career. But for my parents, every movie or TV show I book is basically a glimpse into alternate timelines where I became the medical professional they always wanted,” said Chiu. “It’s tough enough that I’m always getting these very stereotypical Asian roles without the added difficulty of my parents asking me if the experience led me to want to pursue a ‘real job,’ which is always annoying and hurtful.”

Indeed, the failure to build a family-approved career has been met with universal scorn from Chiu’s relatives.

“Every one of us has found success by their parents’ standards — Auntie Helen’s son works in biochemistry and is the ‘model child’ who properly acknowledges and honors his mom and dad’s sacrifice. But what does Francis do? He wears greasepaint and plays make believe,” said Chiu’s cousin Dr. Maria Chiu. “How about he just pretend to pay his bills? Or couldn’t he at least be a doctor first, and then try acting on the side? Ken Jeong did it. How hard could it be?”

While Chiu insisted he is happy and fulfilled in his career, casting director Beverly Simons understands he “has a burning desire for a mold-breaking role.”

“Francis is great… he just seems to have this ‘Crazy Rich Asians’ vibe. And with the right role, he could be the next Charlie Chan,” said Simons. “The problem is, there’s so few choice roles for Asian-American actors — and when there is, it usually goes to Jimmy O. Yang, Randall Park, and for some reason, Emma Stone. Unless that asshole Simu Liu walks into an audition. Then all bets are off.”

Compounding his pressure, Chiu’s father pieced together a reel of Chiu’s best doctor scenes, and is currently shopping it to medical schools throughout Southern California.

Overheated Hardcore Guy Cuts Off Tattoo Sleeves

VENICE, Calif. — Local hardcore guy Dan “Nukka” Reilly was rushed to the emergency room with massive blood loss yesterday after attempting to remove the skin from his heavily tattooed arms to cool down in the summer heat.

“It was a nice day, so I was practicing some roundhouse kicks down by the elementary school. But I started getting really hot… like, sweating uncontrollably,” said Reilly from his hospital bed. “I already cut the sleeves off my Death Before Dishonor shirt, but then I looked at my tattoos and realized they were technically sleeves too, so I pulled out my boot knife and started cutting.”

“I was able to get both arms off before passing out,” he added. “It was kind of like skinning a chicken leg, but I actually felt cooler right before I pretty much died.”

Reilly’s long-term on-and-off girlfriend Molly Fitzpatrick thinks the experience could have been avoided.

“I warned him it was too hot outside for his bullshit. But he gets all hyped up when he listens to Slapshot’s ‘Back on the Map,’” said Fitzpatrick. “I guess I’m glad he’s alive, but I’m going to miss a couple of his tattoos — the Fighting Irish guy, and the crossed bats were all great, but I’m not going to miss the stick and poke tattoos of every girlfriend he’s had since the 6th grade. Silver linings, I guess.”

While rare, experts note that incidents like Reilly’s have increased sharply in recent years.

“With global warming, we’re seeing punks of all kinds affected by the summer heat: from emo kids suffering from bang sweat rash, to crust punks cooking alive in dumpsters, to goth kids simply turning to ash when they set foot outside,” said Meteorological Counter Culture Director, Dr. Benjamin “Chunk” Nelson. “And as an old hardcore kid myself, I can see why you’d think that the 1/1600th inch of ink is what’s causing you to be hot. I’m just glad he survived.”

Reilly was unavailable for further comment, as he was heavily sedated to halt his daily floor punching workout.

I’m Not a Terrible Person Because I’m a Cop, I’m a Terrible Person That Became a Cop

As a 20 year veteran of the police force, I am getting real tired of everyone bashing the shield. Somehow wearing this uniform every day makes me the bad guy. All of a sudden everyone thinks we’re all monsters because of our careers. It’s all a bunch of bullshit. I was a terrible person long before I became a cop.

People want to say that the world of law enforcement creates a bully mentality. Ha! If they think that, they should contact all the nerds I shoved to the ground and called homophobic slurs in middle school. They’ll tell you straight up I don’t need a gun or a badge to be a bully.

I read an article recently that claimed first responders are encouraged to “dissociate tragedy” to be able to do their jobs properly, and this leaves a lot of us incapable of feeling emotion in any circumstance. What a bunch of touchy-feely mumbo jumbo. Ask any of the guys from my dogfighting league how many tears I shed when something terrible happens. I’ve been fighting dogs my entire life. Not organizing dog fights, mind you. I’ve been fist fighting dogs since I was 8 and I’m not gonna stop now that I finally have a winning record.

And my favorite stereotype is that being on the force magically makes us racist. Like they taught us how to be racist at the academy. Let me make this perfectly clear: I was teaching people how to be racist at the academy. Don’t give the police that much credit when it comes to changing hearts and minds.

The police force didn’t make me racist. I’ve been profiling people of color since I learned colors. That natural instinct to be an outright bigot can’t be taught.

All these liberal ANTIFA types think they have it all figured out. They think all they have to do is reform the police and suddenly I won’t be shooting unarmed people on the street. This is more than a job to me. Being an unrelenting piece of shit is my lifestyle. I cherish the ability to oppress and brutalize without accountability. Just ask my wife, she’ll tell you.

GWAR Gets Back Wrong Penis Monster Costume from Dry Cleaners

RICHMOND Va. — Heavy metal legends GWAR picked up the wrong penis-clad monster costume from the dry cleaners yesterday in a mishap that may have cost the band several dollars, sources report.

“It is with a heavy heart we announce that we have misplaced Blöthar the Berserker’s famous costume. Last week, after a routine dry cleaner run to get the alien blood and cum out of our attire, we got back what appeared to be a stinky fuckin’ Godzilla costume with a rock hard erection,” stated Gwar’s manager Sleazy P. Martini. “This fuckup is gonna really end up costing us if we don’t get this fucking thing sorted out soon — my alien money makers won’t be able to perform next week at Dylan Tobias’ ZOOM Bar Mitzvah. That was our one paid gig for the month.”

Godzilla enthusiast Patrick Duong reached out to the famed alien band to try to recover his personal costume.

“I want to clarify that I, by no means, intended for this to happen. Like, trust me: do you think I wanted the world to know I have that specific Godzilla costume?” said Duong. “I am, however, extremely happy to have it back — it’s always difficult to part with something you truly love. And at the risk of coming off as a total weirdo, I will admit I missed cooking and cleaning with my beloved, dick-adorned Godzilla. It gets lonely in a mansion without someone to keep you company.”

Dennis Fowler, the owner and founder of McSteamy’s Dry Cleaning, cleared the air.

“Those two things looked identical to me. These mistakes happen often with dry cleaners, and I know I really pissed off some people, but can you blame me?” Fowler stated. “How often do you come in contact with two rubber monster costumes with genitals on them? I’m honestly confused why people can’t empathize about this. I’d understand someone getting mad over me mixing up some sweater vests, but like, this feels different.”

Soldiering on as best they can, GWAR can still be seen performing via livestream every Wednesday, while Duong can be seen performing oral on Godzilla every Tuesday on OnlyFans.

Isle Delfino Residents Guessing at Political Message Behind New Banksy Piece

ISLE DELFINO — Residents of Isle Delfino were left shocked and amazed this week as a mysterious public art installation that appeared overnight was believed by many to be the latest project by street artist Banksy.

“Normally this is a pretty quiet seasonal vacation town,” commented fruit vendor Chuck Pianta, whose stall now bears a portion of the artwork. “I can’t imagine what would bring an activist from London all the way here to do some sort of an exhibition, but it’s very cool to think about! Delfino must finally be on the map!”

The exhibition in question, a series of large graffiti marks resembling the letter M which now cover several buildings and structures across the island, has not been acknowledged yet by Banksy. The anonymous artist has yet to claim credit for the work on any social media channels. Amid the silence, residents have already drawn their own conclusions about its meaning. 

“I figured it was probably just some stupid teenagers cutting class,” one Noki Bay resident wrote via email. “But then I realized that Princess Peach had flown in yesterday, so maybe there was a political message to it all, ya know? Banksy’s art is usually a lot less subtle than an M with weird dots being painted on a statue of a war hero, so I got up close to get a better look at it. Next thing I know, I’m sucked right into the graffiti and I end up in the shipyard two towns over. Obviously, it’s a metaphor for the military industrial complex. That’s classic Banksy, no doubt about it.”

Other townsfolk seem far more critical of the graffiti’s artist and its alleged message.

“I saw the guy who did it,” outspoken island native Petey Piranha revealed in a video that had already garnered close to five thousand views. “It was some middle-aged bastard with a mustache and giant paintbrush just hanging around on the outskirts of town. I don’t give a shit if he calls himself Banksy or Yoshi or something else entirely—there’s no ‘greater meaning’ to a giant M. Guy goes around painting the alphabet all over our beautiful community and thinks he’s goddamn Michelangelo.”

At press time, a small protest had broken out in the town plaza as local authorities brought in a day laborer in a red cap and overalls to power wash the paint from the walls.

Disney Announces $50 Mushu Print-Out for Fans to Tape to Their TV While Watching Mulan

BURBANK, Calif. — Disney has announced a new $50 print-out of 1998 Mulan character Mushu available to Disney+ subscribers to scotch tape to their television while watching their new live action film Mulan.

“We want to show fans that we care about their concerns. When you say that you’re upset that the new Mulan film changes too much about the original movie, we hear you. That’s why we’re more than happy to charge you a premium to superficially make the new film more like the old,” said Disney CEO Bob Chapek. “Just keep in mind that if you also print-out any speech bubbles to put up next to Mushu to make it look like he is criticizing the Chinese government, we will work with local law enforcement to have you arrested.”

Disney fans were excited about the return of a fan favorite character to the new edition of the Mulan story.

“Tears welled up in my eyes seeing my old friend Mushu standing next to live action Mulan on my TV,” said Disney fan Krista Graves. “Tears also welled up in my eyes seeing Mushu next to all the other characters too, as well as the scenery. Mushu didn’t really move, because he was just a paper print out. Also, I got distracted while cutting and accidentally snipped off one of his arms. My point is that I cried a lot.”

“A friend of mine sent me the PDF of the Mushu print-out and I freaked out and venmoed Bob Chapek $75 just to be safe. I don’t want to steal from artists, you know?” said Carlos French. “Seeing Mushu again calmed me down, though. My favorite part of watching the new Mulan is improvising my own Eddie Murphy lines throughout the film.”

At press time, Disney announced a downloadable MP3 file of the song I’ll Make a Man Out of You  that fans could rent across 48 hours for $15, but will only work if you play it on your phone and hold it close to the screen.

Grandma Still Searching for Word to Describe Thing from Irrelevant Part of Story

ST. LOUIS — Local Grandma Delores “Meemaw” Naggi is still trying to recall the name of “the doohickey Mr. So-and-So had” from that totally irrelevant and tangential part of the story she told earlier today, according to eyewitnesses.

“It has something to do with those thingamabobs old what’s-her-face talked about,” Naggi told an assisted living suite full of her dead-eyed great-grandchildren. “You know, the one Anne would walk around with, big-as-you’d-please, thinking she was better than us. Oh, what were those called?”

Naggi’s great-grandchildren were unable to help her in her quest, despite three hours of circuitous storytelling full of mindful pauses and self-directed questions to think things through.

“I have no idea who Anne is, but I’m pretty sure she died in 1972. I don’t know who any of these people or places are. I can’t follow anything she’s saying,” great-granddaughter Isabelle Naggi said when her Meemaw excused herself to use the restroom. “I’ve learned to dissociate from my body when she wants to talk a stream of consciousness at us so she can reminisce about the details of her life uninterrupted. I wanted to ask her about FDR for a school project, and now I’m pretty sure I’m going to fail.”

Witnesses claim Naggi subjects more than her own great-grandchildren to this behavior.

“She’ll seek out anyone within a 10-foot radius younger than 30, because they’re too polite to ask her to stop or just walk away,” said Sunrise Meadows assisted living facility’s manager Conchita Gomez. “I once saw Mrs. Naggi corner a rookie CNA for three whole shifts while she tried to remember the name of her childhood pediatrician. The CNA never came back.”

At press time, Naggi was thinking that maybe either someone named Jim, or possibly “that little blonde girl,” might know the doodad’s name you-know-who had, but she’ll have to mull it over some more.

Cannibal Corpse Launch Signature Line of Embalming Fluids

TAMPA, Fla. — Death metal veterans Cannibal Corpse have launched a signature line of embalming fluids called “Cadaverous Conservation” in a move to supplement their income during the COVID-19 pandemic, unsurprised sources confirmed.

“We’re excited to bring our extensive knowledge about death and decomposition to the global market of funeral rites. ‘Cadaverous Conservation’ will enable fans to preserve their victims and do unspeakable things to their remains long past the carcass’ due date,” said singer George “Corpsegrinder” Fisher. “This embalming line isn’t just a cash grab; it’s a real passion project. We love our fans, and we hope that when they die — and let’s face it, that will happen before the age of 60 for most of them — they too will be embalmed with our line of products.”

Funeral director and longtime Cannibal Corpse fan Giles Nyquist was excited to hear the news.

“I’ve been in this game for 15 years — as a matter of fact, Cannibal Corpse was what made me want to work with human remains,” Nyquist said, draining the blood from a freshly expired human. “That probably sounds dubious, but fuck it. Whenever I’m working on a body, I’m always cranking some old school Cannibal on the bluetooth speaker. I’m hoping this endeavor is a success for them, because I’d love to see them expand to things like branded jars for storing organs, aspirators, or even sick-looking Cannibal Corpse artery tubes.”

Some fans are more skeptical, however, including Jake Morley, editor of the fanzine Corpzine.

“There’s so much else they could have done: hatchets, body bags, or even just organic cotton tote bags with a woman’s entrails printed on the side. Besides, what Cannibal fan wants to be preserved? We want to rot and bloat and pus,” Morley said. “When I go, I want to look like that dude on the cover of ‘Vile.’ Have you seen that? Screw this cute-looking corpse bullshit.”

Alongside the next Cannibal Corpse studio album, George “Corpsegrinder” Fisher is currently working on a cookbook solo project, with recipes for exhumed remains and roadkill.

Neither Person in Chat Knows How to End Conversation

MEQUON, Wis. — Online friends and otherwise total strangers Oscar Bean and Freddie Wagner have no idea how to end a Messenger conversation they initiated with one another nearly a decade ago, polite-to-a-fault sources confirmed.

“I was in a Guided by Voices chat group, and some guy I didn’t know shared a meme that made me chuckle and we started chatting. That was seven years ago. Neither one of us knows how to stop being friendly,” said Bean. “It’s not like you can say, ‘Welp, see you later,’ and then just remain on Facebook. I thought about breaking up with him, but giving the, ‘It’s not you, it’s me’ speech to a casual online acquaintance is a new level of cringe I don’t think I can emotionally handle.”

Wagner indirectly agreed, explaining that frequent awkward lulls have resulted in both men saying things they regret.

“I casually mentioned to Oscar that I’m getting married soon, and for some insane reason I blurted out, ‘Would you like to be my best man?’ I mean, I have five brothers. How am I supposed to tell them that this dude I’ve never met from Indiana is in charge of the bachelor party?” said Wagner. “Some people say I should just stop responding, but my staunch, midwestern upbringing won’t allow me to be that rude. The chat has been an endless string of different hand signal emojis, ‘lols,’ and hearts that keeps me up at night.”

Sociologist Dr. Shayna Grafton elaborated on the difficulties of ending modern relationships.

“There used to be a time when you simply moved to a new address or changed a phone number and ‘forgot’ to tell someone. But with the internet, you’re always on and part of the conversation. I myself had a similar experience some years ago when chatting with an individual on Friendster. If they hadn’t shut down the service, I’d probably be stuck talking to them right now,” said Grafton. “My expert advice is this: don’t talk to anyone. Ever. Experience has taught me that human interaction is simply not worth the hassle.”

Bean has since begrudgingly accepted to be the executor of Wagner’s will.

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