New Rules

[starchild]

If you are easily offended this may not be for you. There's my disclaimer )

 

This is something funny my brother came up with.

It cracked me up when I needed a laugh and I hope it gives you a chuckle too . . .

 

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New Rules

 

 

New Rule: Stop giving me that pop-up ad for Classmates.Com! There's a

reason you don't talk to people for 25 years. Because you don't

particularly like them! Besides, I already know what the captain of the

football team is doing these days: mowing my lawn.

 

 

New Rule: Don't eat anything that's served to you out a window unless

you're a seagull. People are acting all shocked that a human finger was

found in a bowl of Wendy's chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What

did you expect it to contain? Trout?

 

 

New Rule: Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot,

blonde teachers are permanently damaged. I have a better description for

these kids: lucky bastards.

 

 

New Rule: Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone.

Here's how much men care about your eyebrows: do you have two of them?

Okay, we're done.

 

 

New Rule: There's no such thing as flavored water. There's a whole aisle

of this crap at the supermarket - water, but without that watery taste.

Sorry, but flavored water is called a soft drink. You want flavored

water? Pour some scotch over ice and let it melt. That's your flavored water.

 

 

New Rule: Stop f***ing with old people. Target is introducing a

redesigned pill bottle that's square, with a bigger label. And the top

is now the bottom. And by the time grandpa figures out how to open it,

his ass will be in the morgue. Congratulations, Target, you just solved

the Social Security crisis.

 

 

New Rule: The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the

a-hole. If you walk into a Starbucks and order a "decaf Grande

half-soy, half-low fat, iced vanilla, double-shot, gingerbread

cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one Sweet-n'-Low and one

NutraSweet," ooh, you're a huge a-hole.

 

 

New Rule: I'm not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my

card, entering my PIN number, pressing "Enter," verifying the amount,

deciding, no, I don't want cash back, and pressing "Enter" again, the

kid who is supposed to be ringing me up is standing there eating my

Almond Joy.

 

 

New Rule: Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn't make you spiritual.

It's right above the crack of your ass.

And it translates to "beef with broccoli."

The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to God you weren't pregnant.

You're not spiritual, you're just high.

 

 

New Rule: Competitive eating isn't a sport.

It's one of the seven deadly sins. ESPN recently televised the US Open

of Competitive Eating, because watching those athletes at the poker

table was just too damned exciting.

What's next, competitive farting? Oh wait.

They're already doing that. It's called "The Howard Stern Show."

 

 

New Rule: I don't need a bigger mega M&M. If I'm extra hungry for M&Ms,

I'll go nuts and eat two.

 

 

New Rule: If you're going to insist on making movies based on crappy,

old television shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a

remote so we can see what's playing on the other screens. Let's remember

the reason something was a television show in the first place is that

the idea wasn't good enough to be a movie.

 

 

New Rule: No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for

weddings. Now it's for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab.

Picking out the stuff you want and having other people buy it for you

isn't gift giving, it's the white people version of looting.

 

 

New Rule: and this one is long overdue: No more bathroom attendants.

After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel and a mint like I just

had sex with George Michael. I can't even tell if he's supposed to be

there! Don't want to be on your webcam, dude. I just want to wash my hands.

 

 

New Rule: When I ask how old your toddler is, I don't need to know in

months. "27 Months."

"He's two," will do just fine. He's not a cheese.

And I didn't really care in the first place.

 

 

I may not know much, but I know the difference between chicken s**t and

chicken salad.

[Jackie]

hehehehe those were pretty funny. And most should actually really be the new rule.

[Christine]

those are funny...thanks for sharing.

[*JillD*]

Very funny, I needed this today!

 

I copied this and emailed it to all the guys in my office.

[anaderoux]

hahahahahahahahahahaha soooo good!!!!

[MikkiStreak]

I aboslutely *love* those!! The Starbucks, gift registries and children's ages were great!!!! hehehehe...

[weez]

Very funny! Thanks for sharing! Most of them are too true.

[LiannaBanana]

Those are some great rules!  haha

[atennille]

LOl, but I loved arched eyebrows

[Sabes44]

ha ha this was great, just what I needed after a long day!