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Kids Surprise Mom With Coors Light and Newports in Bed

TROY HILL — The children of local woman Terry Eichenlaub surprised her this Mother’s Day morning with a 24-ounce can of Coors Light and pack of Newport cigarettes while she rested in bed, according to sources with a “heart full of love and probably a fair amount of tar.”

“I got the best kids a mother could wish for,” said Eichenlaub, enthusiastically asking them which cigarette she should try first. “For my birthday, they laid on the Aqua Net and perfume thick for me so I could keep taking shooters before heading out to Buckhead’s, and now this. I really do have the greatest—HEY, KNOCK THAT SHIT OFF BEFORE I SMACK ONE OF YINZ UPSIDE THE HEAD.”

As of press time, the Eichenlaub family had allegedly arranged a day of “riveting cinema” for the matriarch, starting with the 1998 Hell in Cell match between the Undertaker and Mankind.

Beloved Local Educator Currently Penetrating Your Mother

(This article was originally posted on The Omnibrow, a Pitt grad-led humor site, in 2011. It felt appropriate to indulge in some nostalgia as we approach Mother’s Day, so here it is.)

ROSS TOWNSHIP — Local elementary school educator Jerry Farnsworth, the fifth-grade teacher who inspired you to pursue a career in the natural sciences, is “rocking the shit out of [your mother],” she moaned in a statement today.

Mr. Farnsworth, 53, was seen approaching your mother during happy hour earlier this evening. Sources say Farnsworth sparked conversation with a witty biology quip, the one you quoted in your college essay about your academic role model.

After a round of Farnsworth’s amusing anecdotes, a skill that earned him your nomination as local educator of year, the two reportedly left the bar and hailed a nearby taxi.

It has been confirmed that Farnsworth, contrary to the adamant stance he took in fifth-grade sex education, has chosen not to wear a condom.

Review: Sequel to ‘Winter 2020’ Even Shittier Than Original

As far as seasons go, winters are fairly predictable: they present characters basking in the pleasantness of Halloween or Thanksgiving, plunge them into a wretched tempest of overcast and polar vortexes, and then neatly wrap everything up with the coming of spring and the rebirth it embodies. Credits roll and people are content, if even a bit unsatisfied with how the New Year’s Eve scene played out, until the calendar rolls back around.

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