Twister 1503

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He woke up, turned over and discovered her gone. He found a note on the dresser. It read: Your breath is vile. True but he had a good excuse

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Twister 1502

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He came home late once again. The family had already eaten. And he was afraid. He felt their wrath. it enveloped him like a Japanese condom.

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Twister 1501

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He was disgusted with the direction the meeting was taking. And he said so. Then, to prove his point, he released a monstrous amount of gas.

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Twister 1500

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

When she left him, he decided to go on a hunger strike. But he was not at all media savvy. He didn’t even send out a press release. He died.

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Twister 1499

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

She loved singing in the mornings but her singing sounded like the warbling of a lovestuck baboon. So the neighbors hired demolition experts

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Twister 1498

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He sets his desk on fire. Or at least he tries to. But the desk never lights. You see now how right I was to call you useless, his boss says

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Twister 1497

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He talks long on the cell and his ear turns beet red and the authorities feared a contagion and they sent him to Poland. And he ate borscht.

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Twister 1496

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The dog crapped on the rug because it was an ornery dog, all misbehaved and selfish. And because his master loved the shag rug unironically.

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Twister 1495

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

There was talk of the end of civilization, or at least civility, although no one knew the difference. But the ketchup was going on the eggs.

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Twister 1494

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He won father of the year at some banquet he doesn’t recall – he was tanked. He’s losing his paternal instincts now. The kid’s not surprised

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