Satire

The Good the Bad and the Absurd
The sun stood over the river —its light, glistening across the ripples. The orb stood away from the buildings, so their shadows crossed over and under, Linda’s feet as she jogged.
By Caitlin Charlton11 months ago in Humor
I Let ChatGPT Plan My Entire Wedding: Here Is What Went Horribly Wrong And Surprisingly Right
The Moment I Almost Called Off My Wedding Picture this: It’s 4 AM, two days before my wedding. My bridesmaids are snoring on the couch, my dog is chewing my veil, and I’m crying over a spreadsheet titled “AI-Generated Floral Arrangements.” That’s when I realized letting an algorithm plan my big day might’ve been the best and worst idea of my life.
By Wryter11 months ago in Humor
The Cuban Tree Frog
The chimes sang their songs as the soft wind crept through the back porch. Another batch of summer rain was coming in soon, and the pines and oaks waved at the sky and pointed the way. More like summer, autumn, winter, and spring rains. We get a lot of rain. The wet season Florida had started earlier than usual after a short break, which meant the weeds would grow, the air would be harder to breathe, and those damned Cuban tree frogs would return.
By Barb Dukeman11 months ago in Humor
Head of the Gang
”Photosynthesis.” He replies. Nodding as if I understood his answer about how he receives nutrients. I have so many questions. “I see. What about breathing and consuming water?”
By JBaz11 months ago in Humor
LUCAS AND THE GREAT BROCCOLI BATTLE. AI-Generated.
Lucas never imagined that buying a liter of milk would turn into an odyssey. But everything changed the moment he stepped into the supermarket. The fluorescent lights flickered, the background music spiraled into a frantic waltz, and an empty shopping cart rolled towards him as if inviting him to climb in.
By Alain SUPPINI11 months ago in Humor
Administrative Attention. Runner-Up in Absurdist Awakening Challenge.
The impeccably-coiffured, precisely-dressed woman sat on the other side of a Plexiglass screen. If it had been a high walnut counter with books between us, I would have easily identified her as a librarian. But, if this was a library, my overdue fines had got way, way out of control.
By Ian Vince11 months ago in Humor
The Pink Mob (sters)
** This is a story that I published 2 years ago, in fiction. I wanted to reshare it for this challenge, but was unsure how to change communities. So, if this story is familiar, that is why **
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 months ago in Humor
The Security Of Home
** This is a story that I published 2 years ago, in fiction. I wanted to reshare it for this challenge, but was unsure how to change communities. So, if this story is familiar, that is why ** **
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden11 months ago in Humor
The Pope is Dying - Where Are All The Atheists?
Facebook Atheists have been uncharacteristically quiet regarding the Pope's health status. Usually the first to pounce on any opportunity to declare God dead and humanity doomed, they have been suspiciously quiet about Pope Francis's recent health scare. You'd think the Pope knock-knock-knocking on Heaven's door would be their golden moment for a knock-out argument like,
By Scott Christenson🌴11 months ago in Humor
Sarah Cooper Returns!
She's back, folks! It has been at least one month since that individual in that nation to the south took the oath of office and much of the respect and honour earned by other presidents over many years. It has not been the most pleasant time of the year to consider all those jobs lost, the arrests made, the idiotic comments made, and the future plans that will disrupt trade, business, and make life much harder for those of us who thought we could surf above the nonsense we knew was coming our way.
By Kendall Defoe 11 months ago in Humor
The Cogsmith’s Report. Top Story - February 2025.
The Cogsmith adjusted the brass cranial halo, tightening the screws until Bertie felt a dull ache in his temples. “Immersion requires sacrifice,” he croaked, a phrase Bertie had heard far too often. The Cogsmith strapped Bertie onto the inclined plane, its wooden frame creaking under his weight. A complicated system of pulleys and gears, powered by a hissing steam boiler in the corner, connected to the halo. The Cogsmith attached a conical metal visor over Bertie’s eyes, then spun a valve.
By Ian Vince11 months ago in Humor
But if I ever write a book, it’s going to be called Confessions of a Nail Technician: How I Survived the Madness (and the Moms of Texas). AI-Generated.
Let me tell you, Texas housewives are a breed of their own. They’re like regular housewives, but with bigger hair, bigger personalities, and an uncanny ability to turn every nail appointment into a therapy session. And honey, I’m not a licensed therapist, but I play one in the nail salon.
By Anna-Maria11 months ago in Humor