I realized I haven't been posting jokes lately. Then I thought: Who gives a shit? Then I got bored. Long story short, here is a joke or two that I've written recently.

Now, I'd like to talk about cows, or as I call them around my vegetarian friends: The milk trees.

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I love reality television. Calm down, calm down. Let me explain. The thing I love about reality television is that it shows us how really, really stupid people breed. I know you're thinking, "Hey Nate, who gives a shit?" But I think it's important information. We HAVE to know how stupid people breed. Why? Well, because one day, someone is gonna have to stop them. Or at least, slow 'em down a little. And you can't just walk up to each of them and say,

"HEY! Stop it! Stop fucking, we're running out of stuff. Like what? Um, you know, stuff, like food... and stuff."

I tried that, and it didn't work. Yeah, maybe I was a little less than articulate, but if you can't just look around and SEE that we're running out of space on this fucking rock, then nothing I can do will bring you around.

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Those are the jokes. The second one is still being re-written, but the body of the joke is about reality TV and stupid people fucking, and how it's going to be helpful further down the line to understand the retarded fornicators. In order to be able to stop them, so we don't all choke to death, together.

Because, honestly, I don't want to die with those assholes.