BookWyrm

She should have done metal as well.

M. E. Garber

Do you like humor in your SFFH? Then it’s time to celebrate because a new Unidentified Funny Objects anthology has just been announced. Check out the Kickstarter: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ufopublishing/unidentified-funny-objects-10?ref=thanks-copy
#SFFH #humor #funny #amReading #bookstodon #writingCommunity #UnidentifiedFunnyObjects10

Risingshadow

Love, Death & Other Awkward Spells (Bathurst Academy of Post-Mortem Studies #1) by Ryan Tang, Scott Killian
Release Date September 16, 2025
#Fantasy #Horror #Humor #CozyFantasy

https://www.risingshadow.net/book/82914-love-death-andamp-other-awkward-spells

Trekker21

#StarTrek #WrathOfKhan #CetiEel #EarWorm #CetiAlphaV #Khan #Alien #Aliens #AlienEarth #Tootles #Xenomorph #Synth #StarTrekMeme #AlienMeme #Humor

Cosmic Librarian replied to George Takei :verified: 🏳️‍🌈🖖🏽's status

@georgetakei

Channel 4 Marking Donald Trump’s Visit To UK With “Longest Uninterrupted Reel Of Untruths Ever Broadcast On Television”

😁

Trump v The Truth is described as an “unbroken catalogue of over 100 falsehoods, distortions and inaccuracies uttered or written by the US President since taking office in January.” Running over several hours, these statements will be punctuated by brief text-based fact-checks, which Channel 4 said will “offer viewers the truth behind the tweets, speeches and soundbites.”

#Trump #humor #lies

https://www.yahoo.com/news/articles/channel-4-marking-donald-trump-100004256.html

mirrorsmoke

#shortreads https://racingadviser.com/2025/01/02/prince-charming-the-golden-goose/ #fantasy #fairytale #humor #literature #princecharming

Assoc for Scottish Literature

I gaed to spend a week in Fife—
An unco week it proved to be—
For there I met a waesome wife
Lamentin’ her viduity.
Her grief brak out sae fierce and fell,
I thought her heart wad burst the shell,
And,—I was sae left tae mysel,—
I sell’t her an annuity…

—“The Annuity” by George Outram (1805–1856)

Today, 15 September, is Pensions Awareness Day. Tak tent!

#Scottish #literature #19thcentury #Victorian #poem #poetry #Scots #Scotslanguage #humor #pension #pensions

I got the loun that drew the deed—
We spelled it o’er right carefully;—
In vain he yerked his souple heid,
To find an ambiguity:
It’s dated—tested—a’ complete—
The proper stamp—nae word delete—
And diligence, as on decreet,
May pass for her annuity.

Last Yule she had a fearfu’ hoast,—
I thought a kink might set me free;
I led her out, ’mang snaw and frost,
Wi’ constant assiduity.
But deil ma’ care—the blast gaed by,
And missed the auld anatomy;
It just cost me a tooth, forbye
Discharging her annuity.

I thought that grief might gar her quit—
Her only son was lost at sea—
But aff her wits behoved to flit,
An’ leave her in fatuity!
She threeps, an’ threeps, he’s livin’ yet,
For a’ the tellin’ she can get;
But catch the doited runt forget
To ca’ for her annuity!

If there’s a sough o’ cholera,
Or typhus,—wha sae gleg as she?
She buys up baths, an’ drugs, an’ a’,
In siccan superfluity!
She doesna need—she’s fever proof—
The pest gaed owre her very roof—
She tauld me sae—an’ then her loof
Held out for her annuity.

Ae day she fell, her arm she brak—
A compound fracture as could be—
Nae leech the cure wad undertak,
Whate’er was the gratuity.
It’s cured! She handles ’t like a flail—
It does as weel in bits as hale—
But I’m a broken man mysel
Wi’ her and her annuity.

The Bible says the age o’ man
Threescore and ten, perchance, may be;
She’s ninety-four—Let them wha can
Explain the incongruity.
She should hae lived afore the flood—
She’s come o’ patriarchal blood—
She’s some auld Pagan, mummified
Alive for her annuity.

She’s been embalmed inside and oot—
She’s sauted to the last degree—
There’s pickle in her very snoot
Sae caper-like an’ cruety.
Lot’s wife was fresh compared to her—
They’ve kyanized the useless knir,—
She canna decompose—nae mair
Than her accursed annuity.

The water-drap wears out the rock,
As this eternal jaud wears me;
I could withstand the single shock,
But not the continuity.
It’s pay me here, an’ pay me there—
An’ pay me, pay me, evermair—
I’ll gang demented wi’ despair—
I’m charged for her annuity!

Her broozled flesh and broken banes
Are weel as flesh and banes can be;
She beats the tades that live in stanes,
An’ fatten in vacuity!
They die when they’re exposed to air—
They canna thole the atmosphere—
But her!—expose her onywhere—
She lives for her annuity.

If mortal means could nick her thread,
Sma’ crime it wad appear to me—
Ca’ t murder—or ca’ t homicide—
I’d justify ’t—an’ do it tae.
But how to fell a withered wife
That’s carved out o’ the tree of life—
The timmer limmer dares the knife
To settle her annuity.

I’d try a shot—but whar’s the mark?—
Her vital parts are hid frae me;
Her back-bane wanders through her sark
In an unkenned corkscrewity.
She’s palsified, an’ shakes her head
Sae fast about, ye scarce can see ’t—
It’s past the power o’ steel or lead
To settle her annuity.

She might be drowned;—but go she’ll not
Within a mile o’ loch or sea;
Or hanged—if cord could grip a throat
O’ siccan exiguity.
It’s fitter far to hang the rope—
It draws out like a telescope—
’Twad tak’ a dreadfu’ length o’ drop
To settle her annuity.

Will poison do ’t?—It has been tried.
But, be’t in hash or fricassee,
That’s just the dish she can’t abide,
Whatever kind o’ goût it hae.
It’s needless to assail her doubts,—
She gangs by instinct—like the brutes,—
An’ only eats an’ drinks what suits
Hersel an’ her annuity.

The Annuity
George Outram

I gaed to spend a week in Fife—
An unco week it proved to be—
For there I met a waesome wife
Lamentin’ her viduity.
Her grief brak out sae fierce and fell,
I thought her heart wad burst the shell,
And,—I was sae left tae mysel,—
I sell’t her an annuity.

The bargain lookit fair eneugh—
She just was turned o’ saxty-three—
I couldna guessed she’d prove sae teugh,
By human ingenuity.
But years have come, and years have gane,
And there she’s yet as stieve ’s a stane—
The limmer’s growin’ young again,
Since she got her annuity.

She’s crined awa’ to bane and skin,
But that, it seems, is naught to me;
She’s like to live—although she’s in
The last stage o’ tenuity.
She munches wi’ her wizened gums,
An’ stumps about on legs o’ thrums;
But comes—as sure as Christmas comes—
To ca’ for her annuity.

She jokes her joke, an’ cracks her crack,
As spunkie as a growin’ flea—
An’ there she sits upon my back,
A livin’ perpetuity.
She hurkles by her ingle side,
An’ toasts an’ toasts her wrunkled hide—
Lord kens how lang she yet may bide
To ca’ for her annuity.

I read the tables drawn wi’ care
For an Insurance Company;
Her chance o’ life was stated there,
Wi’ perfect perspicuity.
But tables here or tables there,
She’s lived ten years beyond her share,
An’s like to live a dizzen mair,
To ca’ for her annuity.

#whatareyoureading #sapphicbooks #apocalyptic #paranormalencounters #zombies #graphic #humor #butchfemme #lesfic #bookstodon #readingcommunity #lesbian #lgbtq #lgbtqia
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A woman laying outside in a hammock reading next to a picture of the cover of The Misadventures of Two Reluctant Zombie Hunters: Zombies at the Con by KL Rhavensfyre with the caption “What Are You Reading?” for Sapphic Fiction Saturday on 09/13/25.

Paul Kater

If you don't like to laugh, if you hate the writing from e.g. Douglas Adams and other LOL-able writers, do NOT read this.

I'm reading it at the moment and I'm enjoying the hell out of it.

"I've repaired the nothing that was wrong with the system."

https://mastodon.world/@QuokkaMocha/115195656460077839

#Reading #scifi #humor

Keep laughing, the world needs more of it.

Anny Hartmann

Unter dieser tollen Installation in der Bergkirche Osnabrück durfte ich gestern auftreten. Wunderbar, passte perfekt zu meinem #kabarett Programm „Klima-Ballerina“
Weitere Auftritts-Termine findet ihr hier https://www.kultus-agentur.de/anny_hartmann_termine.php
#klimawandel #klima #klimaschutz #satire #humor #comedy #frauen #taxtherich

#humor

Rozzychan