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June 7, 2011

Anyone here bored with blogging? What a terrible picture I posted last. Looks like a bunch of dudes went wading, not a nude beach.
I was drunk on tiki drinks and don’t remember even taking that one.
We were celebrating Doug’s birthday and his departure to Los Angeles. What better way than being so drunk you don’t remember any of it….
The two of us are doing comedy tomorrow nite, open mic in my hood.

“Do boogers smell? They should, because they have a taste…”

Yes, that is the caliber of comedy you can expect.

Ok, one more:

“I don’t have any dick jokes, but I do have a handful of gism…jokes.”


  1. I always get a clean laugh when I say, “Yeah, I drive a 1969 Econoline van. I’m saving up for a 1970.”

    Comment by oggy — June 9, 2011 @ 7:40 am

  2. Here’s a mini-bit I’ve had in my head for a while. Not sure if it’s any good. It’s all in the delivery, though, right?

    “Apologies if I seem a little off today, I’m on a new medication. It’s one of those that has some sexual side effects. Yeah, apparently it makes me real sexy.”

    Deadpan it, hopefully the audience laughs. Then take it to an audience member:

    “Right? Yeah, I can tell this guy up here agrees with me. Buddy, I understand I’m hard to resist right now but, please, the way you’ve been leering at me at me is really unsettling. Are you a registered sex offender?… No? You really should register, sir; it’s for the kids, you know!”

    Comment by Lyle_S — June 9, 2011 @ 11:21 am

  3. I like that. Especially the registering end.

    Comment by Rolston — June 12, 2011 @ 10:21 pm

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