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Welcome to the Carnival of Satire at The Skwib, where we are equal opportunity offenders. This week’s edition includes robots, orcs, hobos and it will all go down better if you have diminished expectations. To start, we are going to break the first rule.

You all know the first rule. No talking about Taliban Club. Jon Swift has the rest of them with Taliban Club Rules.

Feel the outrage. bobbarama.com is Going off the deep-fried end.

Bitter Tonic notes How Prozac Saved My Marriage.

Peace Moonbeam returns to the Carnival of Satire with a whale of a tale: Mammal/Fish.

Madeleine Begun Kane learns the joy of having her age questioned in What A Card!

Hey, look, it’s a robot’s blog. Does that make it roblog? Whatever you call it, SumBOTe has thoughts on Kramer’s Transgression Continue Reading →

Welcome to this politics-free edition of the Carnival of Satire. This week’s carnival also features many new voices to our weekly festival of irony. We hope you enjoy it!

Bad news if you’re mantra includes an Omâ„¢. YogaDawg has just learned that it has been Trademarked.

Gabe Recchia has the only post that comes close to politics this week, in: This is every negative campaign ad ever.

We enjoy books. We also like well-designed books (Thag especially likes books with soft, creamy paper.) We even enjoy bad book covers. Particularly with funny commentary, such as this one about Chewbacca, and this Penguin classic.

Daniel Brenton has some disturbing testimony on the UFO front, in an edition of his Round Files.

The Soft Rant lives up to its name admirably, with Dance Team Remixes Lead To ADHD and Eating Disorders.

General Kang was outraged that Mad Kane’s Humor Blog has produced its own Gift Giving Guide. He should just relax and admit that its all an homage to Dave Barry.

While shopping, you might take Surfer Sam and Friends up on a few suggestions for how to make it more fun. Or at least chaotic. Continue Reading →