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Defenestration: December 2020

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

This year was literally filled with death and destruction on a level most of us aren’t used to, but that doesn’t mean humor has been destroyed along with it. Some legitimately hilarious things have happened in 2020, and this month we’re going to pile on an extra helping of hilarious things before the year comes

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“Children of the Nightcap,” by Tim McDaniel

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

He was a character, apparently. He wore a cape—not one of those little capes that rich people (usually villains) in old movies wore to the opera. This was full-size, and black as night with a red lining. He had a khaki shirt and trousers underneath, and he wore a pith helmet like he was Livingston I presume, going on a safari.

“Elite AutoSpa,” by Lisa Fox

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

Bird shit. Bird shit everywhere.

“You said car washes were a rip-off, Dad.”

“My Pleasure,” by Jerry Tran

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

The video starts playing, and square in the middle of the frame is a metal chair with a female robot on it. She has pin-up model-like curves, and her head is a sleek monitor displaying the face of the one and only Marilyn Monroe. Even now, that mask is still one of the more popular, and expensive, downloadable features an owner could purchase for their PleasureCorp sex robot.

“Catching the Red-Eye,” by Dan Nielsen

Dec 20th, 2020 | By

Jerry Johnston sat in the Delta Airlines boarding area. The time was 2:34 in the morning. He stood. He lifted his shoulder bag. He took a few steps. He put the bag down. He patted jacket pockets. He felt papers. He lifted the shoulder bag once again and returned to his chair, actually the next one over. He sat in that chair. It felt cold.