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Showing posts with label morbid humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label morbid humor. Show all posts
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Dec 25, 2014
A VERY ED GEIN CHRISTMAS
In the wake of Ed Gein's murders, "Gein humor" began circulating around Plainfield, Wisconsin. Among them was this, dubbed "Ed Gein's Christmas."
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all though the shed,
All creatures were stirring, even old Ed.
The bodies were hung from the rafters above,
While Eddie was searching for another new love.
He went to Wautoma for a Plainfield deal,
Looking for love and also a meal.
When what to his hungry eyes should appear,
But old Mary Hogan in her new red brassiere.
Her cheeks were like roses when kissed by the sun
And she let out a scream at the sight of Ed's gun.
Old Ed pulled the trigger and Mary fell dead,
He took his old axe and cut off her head.
He then took his hacksaw and cut her in two,
One half for hamburger, the other for stew.
And laying a hand aside of her heel,
Up to the rafter went his next meal.
He sprang to his truck, to the graveyard he flew,
The hours were short and much work he must do.
He looked for the grave where the fattest one laid,
And started digging with a shovel and spade.
He shoveled and shoveled and shoveled some more,
Till finally he reached the old coffin door.
He took out a crowbar and pried open the box,
He was not only clever but sly as a fox.
As he picked up the body and cut off her head,
He could tell by the smell that the old girl was dead.
He filled in the grave by the moonlight above,
And once more old Ed had found a new love.
All creatures were stirring, even old Ed.
The bodies were hung from the rafters above,
While Eddie was searching for another new love.
He went to Wautoma for a Plainfield deal,
Looking for love and also a meal.
When what to his hungry eyes should appear,
But old Mary Hogan in her new red brassiere.
Her cheeks were like roses when kissed by the sun
And she let out a scream at the sight of Ed's gun.
Old Ed pulled the trigger and Mary fell dead,
He took his old axe and cut off her head.
He then took his hacksaw and cut her in two,
One half for hamburger, the other for stew.
And laying a hand aside of her heel,
Up to the rafter went his next meal.
He sprang to his truck, to the graveyard he flew,
The hours were short and much work he must do.
He looked for the grave where the fattest one laid,
And started digging with a shovel and spade.
He shoveled and shoveled and shoveled some more,
Till finally he reached the old coffin door.
He took out a crowbar and pried open the box,
He was not only clever but sly as a fox.
As he picked up the body and cut off her head,
He could tell by the smell that the old girl was dead.
He filled in the grave by the moonlight above,
And once more old Ed had found a new love.
Nov 27, 2014
CANNIBALLESSE
In 2011, Indonesian police arrested a 29-year-old cannibalistic woman who admitted to killing and eating up to 30 girls and then her husband. She kept the human meat in her refrigerator to eat when she pleased. The woman also confessed to cooking human meat for her friends and relatives at dinner parties held at her house. She blamed her inner desires for killing and eating the people and said she would do it again if she had the chance.
Story and image source.
(In case you missed the joke...Happy Thanksgiving.)
Oct 23, 2014
Sep 1, 2014
Jul 22, 2014
THANKS FOR NOTHING, MASTURBATION
Le Livre Sans Titre, which translates as The Book Without a Title, is an 1830 French illustrated book warning against the harmful effects of masturbation.
He was young, handsome; his mother’s fond hope… He corrupted himself! [and] soon he bore the grief of his error, old before his time… his back hunches… See his eyes once so pure, so brilliant; they are extinguished! A fiery band envelops them. Hideous dreams disturb his slumber…he cannot sleep… His hair, once so lovely, falls as if from old age;his scalp grows bald before his age… His chest collapses… he vomits blood… Pustules cover his entire body… He is terrible to behold! His entire body stiffens!… his limbs stop moving… At the age of 17, he expires, and in horrible torment.
Thanks to the Oddment Emporium.
See the whole book and (keep away from your genitals).
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 7, 2014
Aug 17, 2013
30 WAYS TO DIE BY ELECTROCUTION
From Elektroschutz in 132 Bildern (Electrical Protection in 132 Pictures) by Viennese physician Stefan Jellinek (1878-1968). The Electro-Pathological Museum was founded by Dr. Stefan Jellinek in 1936.
See the other 27. (Thanks, Laura.)
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