"Wicked" Cancels Iran Tour After College Speech

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Citing ticket sales that slumped faster than the bullet-riddled local fans, all scheduled productions of Wicked in Iran have been cancelled until Mahmoud Ahmadinejad "gets a full-body Brazilian Wax, and stops dressing like he's on Miami Vice."

Fans interviewed all over the world put down their frilly blue drinks and spoke out in a similarly unified determination. "If 20 more years of 'Cats' doesn't topple that scrubby little regime, nothing will."

Techno, Safari and Pasties Oh My

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When I heard about that missing stripper pole, I immediately recognized the larger potential ramifications.

Ethan bought Nipples Italy based on his keen scientific business insights and a predatory understanding of how much a guy will pay to see a naked woman: if those industrial guys at Zayne had no place to spend all their money, they might sober up, get married, raise families, and start acting responsibly; this would ultimately mean we would have to either pay them more, or shitcan the entire lot of them and find a bunch of other guys that'll do that work real cheap.

I don't know about you, but I'm not prepared to see the entire vital workforce of Pianosa unemployed and possibly assassinated in order to protect our trade secrets (as explicitly described in the excruciatingly small print of their contracts). Plus this might start a chain reaction that could shut down the entire nation, and a complete economic collapse of possibly dozens of other economic global juggernauts and superpowers.

I'll bet having strippers with no poles isn't even OSHA compliant.

I couldn't sleep at night knowing a tawny young Tiffany is somewhere baring her first public pelvic thrusts to a bunch of drunken assholes, and throwing her leg in the air during a pirouette to find no pole to support her balance! Boom! There lies little Tiffany with a twisted ankle and deployed airbags. And as 'lil Tiffany busts into uncontrollable flames, her hard-earned college money and diuretic suppositories scatter slowly through the air like so many flammable negligent little leaves ...

… You people have no idea what I go through in order to save the Universe.

$50 CASH MONEY REWARD

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HAVE YOU SEEN THIS POLE?

On average, 12 Nipples Italy girls are bruised in dancing accidents every day due to the theft of this pole. You can help them.
* Last seen August 23rd at Nipples Italy
* Color: Brass
* Height: 8'
* Frequently surrounded by thongs, singles * Might be sticky
* Probably tastes salty
* No questions asked

ANYONE WITH INFORMATION SHOULD
CONTACT LOBO IMMEDIATELY

Okay, Who Pissed Off the Space Guys?

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"What happened?" I says.

"I don't know," says Mr Insanity, removing his oxygen mask. "Why are you dressed like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like that."

"I always wear Spandex during intergalactic conflicts. You know that."

"Well it's disgusting. Shouldn't you at least work out for a while first?"

"I'm far too busy and important to indulge in luxuries like exercise."

Mr Insanity winced as he sat up in the hospital bed. "Well that's pretty damned obvious." He shrugged painfully. "I don't really know how else to explain it. I was dropping off Sapphire for her shift at Nipples Italy. We pull into the parking lot, and suddenly it gets dark. I mean like almost night time dark; the temperature even dropped a few degrees. We look up, and there's a giant spaceship blocking out the entire sky. Hundreds of smaller fast-moving metallic objects start zipping around, shooting everything." He swings his legs weakly over the side, and attempts to stand. "You know what I think?"

"You think it's Lindsay Lohan too?"

"No dumbass. I think someone pissed off RDO."

"Oh come on," I says. "RDO is a pussycat. This whole thing smacks of Lohan."

"Well, those ... machines blasted their way into the club, tore out the stripper pole, and kidnapped Sapphire."

"Those assholes took the stripper pole?"

Predator Press Reviews: Blue Harvest

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Far, far and away the best Star Wars spoof ever.

-Set your DVR for "fun."

(God ... That pun was worse than "The Phantom Menace." I'm removing myself from my own link list ...)

Tales of Flesh and Steel

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When Jimmy Orlando smashed into Templeton at 220 miles per hour, he was unaware of the tiny robot fly entirely; for all he knew, the sports car just violently exploded and died for no apparent reason.

Pressed for time, this is how Jimmy came to stealing LOBO's precious Chick Magnet and his beloved pet Phil.


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Templton's damage was severe. He had pierced the radiator, the engine block, and finally lodged in the exhaust system of the doomed vehicle. And for almost a month, he lie there dormant and undetected.

The car was eventually crushed into a cube, the steel melted to be recycled. But as Templeton drifted lifelessly in the smelting ore, a back-up system of self-repair programming activated; one by one, Templeton's sophisticated sensor systems blinked and popped back into operation.

The process was slow and excruciating; dramatic repairs as such would typically require he be towed into a tiny hanger to be completely disassembled by busy miniscule emergency robot triage crews ... a process that would normally take several days if done properly.

But Templeton was on his own.

Fortunately -while not quite the futuristic super-alloys from which Templeton was forged- in a fluke of Cosmic Fortune, the alloys being created were some of the finest and advanced high-test durable lightweight steel ever seen on Earth.

It was being forged into stripper poles.

... And in an even more improbable fluke of Cosmic Fortune, this stripper pole was destined for a strip club called Nipples Italy.


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"Sir," says the First Lieutenant. "I really think you should take a look at this."

"What is it now Eric?" says RDO into the comlink. "I'm not in the mood for any more of your YouTube crap."

"No sir," says Eric. "We are starting to receive some sketchy transmissions from Templeton."

RDO scowled. "Are you sure? We haven't heard from Templeton in months."

"It's definitely him sir, Eric insists. "And I think he's found Sapphire."

"Sapphire?" smiled RDO. "My, my, my. It's been years since we've heard from her! Are Sapphire and LOBO currently enjoying the rest of their blissful existence together as planned?"

"Uh," says Eric. "Sir, I really think you should come up here and see this."

Animals Are Dumb

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"But I specifically told Thumper not to
make Predator Press his homepage!"