Articles by Jacko

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Sherlock Brolmes: Frat Detective, Part I

“WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I AM?” screamed Sherlock Brolmes into his cell phone before flinging it across the room in a drunken rage. “Another black North Face jacket?” I asked. “I am a…



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Origins of Cheap Alcohol

1. Franzia Caprese, Italy, 1972: Maria: “Quick, Gabriella, step on those grapes faster! Franz the Giant Baby, he grows thirsty!” Gabriella: “I am trying as hard as I can, but my feet, they grow tired….


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Who Killed JFK? : Your History Professor

By Your History Professor Well, you see, there is academic consensus that Kennedy was killed by a man named Lee Harvey Oswald. Did he really do it? Was it someone else? These questions are rather…


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Who Killed JFK? : Some Dude

By: Somebody We all know JFK died, right?  But did you know that some guy killed him?  Totally wicked!  Apparently this guy waits on a hill with a gun and shoots JFK in the head. …


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Who Killed JFK? : Fashion

By an anonymous tip from “a very important fashion designer” On a sunny day in 1968 Dallas, Texas, a woman reclined on a grassy knoll, extending her long, ghostly pale white legs to let them…


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Who Killed JFK? : The Consumption

By Wendleton the Street Urchin ‘Twere the consumption that killed JFK, if I may say so me-self. Yes, and a rightly bad case of it at that. He were in a poorly way from all…


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Who Killed JFK? : Box Magic

By “T.J. Morris,” a man who believes computers are powered not by electricity, but by the fact that they are shaped like a box RECENT EVIDANCE in Scientific Community, regarding RIEMANN-ZETA HYPOTHESIS and EINSTEIN’S THEORY…


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Who Killed JFK? : Killer Bees

By Baron von Honeymoore, a deranged beekeeper Dear readers, I bring you distressing news: this is for the people who demand the truth at WHATEVER COST.  I have dedicated the past FORTY AND A HALF…


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Paula Deen's Tupperware Party

It was a new day in the Deen household and the sun shone like a mustard stain on the blue apron of the sky.  Paula heard the call of the rooster she would consume later…