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died and came back as a cowboy i call that reintarnation

secret thoughts of flying animals 

People falling for Clickhole is even funnier than people falling for the Onion becuase Clickhole doesn’t even ATTEMPT to sound convincing like the Onion does.

Clickhole liked the tweet

nothing will ever top this

this literally made me laugh so hard it shooke my BRAIN

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By Yash Pandit

This is so cute I’m just gahhh

basard: origins

Once again, The Onion is not even in the general vicinity of fucking around

Woodstock says a lot about the Baby Boomer generation.

In 1969, 300,000+ young people showed up to the Woodstock music festival. The land being utilized was owned by a farmer. Drugs and inappropriate behavior were rampant, we've all seen the notorious photos of the festival goers skinny dipping and walking around naked. ODs and other medical issues were so rampant that the resources of the local emergency services were totally depleted. The National Guard was almost sent in. "Freak out tents" were set up for people on bad trips to be kept away from others. Hygiene was so poor that it was dubbed a crisis. Boomer-produced media portrays these events as cute, funny things done by well meaning young people just having a good time.

On the third day of the festival, the food ran out. Another major crisis was averted when food was charitably provided by locals in the nearby small town, out of their own pantries. The locals received nothing in return for this. Boomer-produced media portrays this as an example of a community "coming together" and "sharing", some even use Woodstock as evidence that socialism works, referring to Woodstock as a temporary self sustaining country.

After the festival was over, the farmer's fields were completely destroyed and covered in a sea of trash. A rainstorm the previous day has destroyed many young boomers' belongings, and they had responded by leaving the destroyed items on the field while they went off to live the rest of their lives, reminiscing about the love, peace, and community they had experienced at Woodstock for decades to come.

Boomers are a plague