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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-20 at 18:27

I fought the law and the Law won.

[#]MLK #punk #aloha #today

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-20 at 00:48

Wayne's Heart-shaped World

[#]MashUpComedyFilmsAndSongs

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-15 at 21:16

In the 1980s, I saw this drama on Pakistani television. It was the story of an ordinary man, who was underpaid and underappreciated at work. Frustrated, he starts skimming money from his workplace. Eventually, suspicions arise and authorities are called in to investigate the fraud. In a panic, this man grabs the money and runs, fleeing on the midnight train.

His train cabin is closed, and he has only one co-passenger. In the middle of the night, they happen to look at each other and he is quite surprised to find that the stranger in his cabin is a spitting image of himself. Both the men chuckle at this remarkable coincidence, and have a long friendly chat. The fleeing man confides in the stranger about his predicament. The stranger says that he would be glad to help, by switching identities, as he is leaving the country shortly and won't be discovered.

Our protagonist is desperate. He is grateful to the stranger for taking the blame, and saving him. He thanks the stranger effusively. They exchange their papers, and they part ways.

The next day, the protagonist goes about a different town, with his new identity. Shortly, he is arrested by the authorities.

"Please, Sir. I am very sorry. I will return the money.", he tells the police.

"What money?", asks a policeman.

"Er....", stammers the man.

"Is this you?", asks the cop, looking up from his new papers.

"Yes.", the man confirms.

"You are under arrest for a series of murders.", says the cop.

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As a child, I thought this was an allegory for the human condition. We all want to run from our problems, and exchange them for someone else's problems, since we think that the grass is greener on the other side.

As an adult, I realize that this might be an allegory for Xtianity. Some stranger offers to take the blame for your petty crimes, and gets you to be obligated to them. Except, your rap sheet is barely 50 years long, and this guy is complicit in 2000 years of murders, rapes, and other atrocities.

https://paper.wf/penumbrage/why-i-am-also-not-a-christian

[#]Religion #Christianity #Xtianity #Christian #Xtian #pakistan #pakistani #story #today #fiction #philosophy #Human

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-15 at 20:52

I'm here for the shits and giggles, and I'm kinda done giggling for now.

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-15 at 20:36

Parody of "Turn Down for What"

Words changed to "Butt Fuck the Pope"

( Enough of this man in a dress looking down on LGBTQ people with forgiving condescension! )

[#]Song #SongParody #Lyrics #Music #Techno #Catholic #Catholicism #Pope #LGBTQ

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-14 at 20:22

Sometimes, a dick is just a dick.

~ Freud ( in private ).

[#]Psychology #Today

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-13 at 23:01

Fame is a funny thing. You are the same person you always were. You poop as you always do. Except, suddenly, the Gourmet Channel is publishing rave reviews of your shit, while some others are complaining that your shit is not to their taste. This is quite nonplussing and confusing. How do they know your shit? You make sure your toilet isn't an Amazon smart toilet that ships your turds for Bezos to taste personally. You walk around the streets, and people are talking about your shit. Strangers approach and harass you, yelling abuses at you about how much they hate your guts. You can't help eating and pooping as usual. Now, you're suddenly very self conscious about your shit. You start drinking Kombucha, eating fiber, and turning back after each poop to examine the floating turds in the bowl with great interest, hoping they would meet public approval, and if not bring you praise, then at least let you get through the day unmolested. Not that you ever expected praise or blame for your shit. You are baffled and reeling. None of this makes sense. Fame has changed the rules of your world, and you just have to manage living in a world of absurd rules. Is it any wonder?

[#]Today #Fame #Philosophy

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Written by Johnny Demonic on 2025-01-13 at 20:50

My emotional support animal is a huge, vicious looking Rottweiler. I feel so safe and secure when I take him out for walks, like I don't have anything to fear, and people give us plenty of space. He's really sweet, but knows to growl at passers by, because we don't like company much.

[#]Dogs #Joke

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