This is some of Brad's favorite poetry. We'd like to thank for giving us permission to continue publishing a lot of the brilliant poetry found here.


A weather man predicted snow
But he didn’t get it right
So the female anchor on the show
Asked to our delight
"So Bob, where's that 8 inches!
You promised me last night?"


Posted by Bittle at December 6, 2016


In honor of World Toilet Day, Ron has composed a haiku to support DefeatDD -- an initiative combating diarrheal diseases from the global health nonprofit PATH.

When you have to go,
It's damn important to know,
You won't be in woe.

Posted by Bittle at November 19, 2016


Good news: I just came into
a large amount of money.
Bad news: I'm no longer allowed
to tour the Federal Reserve Bank.

(Anthony Myers)

Posted by Bittle at November 15, 2016


Saw an empty package of kale chips
on the ground and now I want to know
what kind of crappy hippy insists
on eating kale chips but litters?

(R.M. Weiner)

Posted by Bittle at November 10, 2016


I wouldn’t have paid that much
for a lap dance if I knew she was
going to do the Chicken Dance.

(Anthony Myers)

Posted by Bittle at October 6, 2016


There was a young fellow from Ankara
Who was a terrific wankerer
Till he sowed his wild oats
With the help of a goat
But he didn't even stop to thankera.

Boris Johnson -- UK Secretary of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs

Posted by Bittle at August 22, 2016


I got kicked out of my charades club
for "gratuitous" nudity. But without
disrobing and flopping, how would
anybody have guessed "Elephant Man?"

(Dan Burt)

Posted by Bittle at August 16, 2016


Saw a headline: "Scandal Rocks Vatican."
If the Pope really wants to appeal
to young people, he needs to
get newer bands than that.

(The Covert Comic)

Posted by Bittle at July 28, 2016


My mother used to tell me you can't
put a price on love. Then again, she
had lousy business sense for a hooker.

(Chris MacEachen)

Posted by Webmaster at June 29, 2016


Hey, People Magazine! Unless you're worried
about angry letters from necrophiliacs,
you can just say "Sexiest Man."

(Bill Muse)

Posted by Bittle at May 6, 2016


This Democratic primary is playing out like a zombie flick.
Even if you love the girl, eventually you have to admit she's the Walking Dead.
Let's put a stake through her heart before she kills again.

(Mitch Kobriger)

Posted by Webmaster at March 17, 2016


'Twas the night before Christmas and all
through the house, not a creature was
stirring due to the carbon monoxide being
given off by the defective space heater.

(Paul B.)

Posted by Bittle at December 12, 2015


They shouldn't call them farts,
they should call them assertations.

(Travis Ruetenik)

Posted by Bittle at November 11, 2015