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Check Out These Abs?

I think the internet has made the prevalence of the bathroom self-portrait fairly common knowledge. It’s you, alone, taking a picture using the bathroom mirror.

For guys the picture may include you being shirtless, flexing. There are a lot of varieties for the bathroom self-portraits.

These are easy pictures to make fun of. Girls I know who are on dating sites often eliminate guys if they include a single one of these check-out-these-abs pictures. I think these pictures must be doing something for some people though, because they’re still happening.

But wait.

What if the girls who respond to these guys know what the guy is REALLY trying to prove.

It’s not, “hey baby, check out these abs.” Don’t be silly! These shirtless hunks aren’t some brainless gym-rats, they’re the whole package. The picture is really saying, “hey baby, check out this clean mirror. And did you notice the sink? Impeccable. Not a single stray beard-hair or toothpaste stain. Yeah, I guess you could say I take care of my body, but more importantly, I take care of my house. Maybe … one day … our house? Think it over.”

Seen above is a picture of myself being one of these guys (but with a shirt on, I don’t like sit-ups). Because I am sporting a shirt, which makes me less of a tool, I decided to wear sunglasses and pretend to be aloof for my own self-portrait. I think that makes it equivalent to a shirtless photo.

Check out my clean bathroom counter and sink!

30 Seconds of Serious Outtakes

Lazy post today … my sister recorder my bro and I trying to do the “30 Seconds of Serious” and we had a good time laughing it up. Mostly from my inability to actually be serious for 30 seconds.

I have a feeling this is one of those things you’d only enjoy if you are family, which is why this is a lazy post.

Thanks sis for the filmography!

Attn: Ellen (7/18/12)

Front


Back (apologies for my handwriting!)

The text of the postcard is

Have you ever been to a museum? And while there you saw something beautiful? And, while annoyed at how cliché it was, felt truly moved? Then you maybe say out loud, “thank you … thank you,” prompting a security guard to say, “shhh.” And then you say, “I’m sorry … the painting spoke to me first …” And suddenly you’re texting your friend, “got kicked out 4 a bad joke. Going to get a sandwich.”

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

Why am I sending these postcards?