Welcome to the December 2008 issue of Defenestration! This is the last issue of Defenestration you’ll see before you a.) gorge yourself on holiday foodstuffs and b.) vomit yourself back to your old weight after drinking too much at your cousin’s New Year’s Eve party. Bigfoot enjoyed writing last month’s editorial, but today he’s outside
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Dear Abby, I’m a teen-age girl whose life is a mess. Poison seems my only hope, unless you can give me some advice about this boy. You see, at first I tried to act coy but he’s persistent, so that didn’t work. Oh it’s about to drive me berserk the way he constantly
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Upon learning that you had purchased a brand new, Sealy postrapedic king size bed, I could not help but delve into the bank of observations I have collected over the years about the owners of king size beds, and I thought that I would share them with you because I got married before you and
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Antique Roadshow is in town. I stop in. Why not? I tell them I’ve got something that’s going to knock their argyle socks off. Lincoln’s bedpan. His actual bedpan. That he peed in while president. Circa 1867. Like a golden apple that’s tumbled down the family tree. He puts on his bifocals, turns it over
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The news is such a drag; all this negative talk about the credit crunch and increasing job loss. I, on the other hand, make pink lemonade from pink slips. Here are five positives to being unemployed that you might’ve overlooked. 1. Becoming Bill Murray Ever watch Groundhog Day and thought, “Hey, wouldn’t it be cool
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