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Cami, I don't know if you heard but through a very hard to explain series of misfortunes I lost my entire article yesterday. No notes, not and old draft not word one. I shit you not. I was bummed. I'd worked long and hard on it and it was ether. So I considered trying to dig up and oldie, but realiz... [More]

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I hate having to feel guilty for not eating myapples. Sometimes you're just not up for an apple, do you let them go and them it's like "well maybe I should still eat it. I'm not gonna eat34 cents worth of sucky apple just out of principle. I wouldn't eat 34 cents in any form. Unless maybe I tore a... [More]

473 Friends and Counting

473 Friends and Counting

When in the course of human events it becomes necessary to sue the Dockers off the backside of your former best friend; whom, in due course, has proven himself to be a back-stabbing pissrat, fit only for universal loathing. Indeed it would be fortunate if this unpleasantness turned out to be a bad d... [More]

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backbone

Next month we'll be celebrating the 15 year anniversary of the Independent with a special 50 page Anniversary edition which will include many fond and funny glimpses back at the evolution of The Revolution (it's original name) as seen through the eyes of those who have been with us nearly from the g... [More]

Support Your Local Boneman

Support Your Local Boneman

I suppose it's possible that some of you might think I've gotten myself a big head because of this Boneman deal, that I'm all full of my bad self, strutting around, head in the clouds, whistling Dixie. This really couldn't be further from the truth. In fact, I receive such a pitiable paucity of prai... [More]

Twisted Knickers (New)

Twisted Knickers (New)

It was nice of my long lost niece Maddy to pinch hit for me while I popped up for a bit of a holiday to my old stomping grounds on the Cape. How sweet it was, basking on the poop deck of the "Bone Voyage," enjoying a snifter of brandy at the Yacht Club with my old Dartmouth Dawgs – Skip, Zip, Biff a... [More]

The Things We Do For Love

The Things We Do For Love

The Things We Do For Love Sorry about last months bungle, the title "where the hell is purgatory" was a reference to a bit that I cut out at the last minute because my piece was too long (story of my life). As a result of some serious snafuage with the office computer network, not only did the w... [More]

Porn Again

Porn Again

So when we left off last month I was about to engage in the first honest to goodness fight of my teenage career. Though my opponent, was three or four inches taller than myself, he was pretty much as geeky a twerp as you'd ever hope to fight. Though I couldn't imagine that beating him was going to d... [More]

The Tip of Your Tongue

The Tip of Your Tongue

How frustrating it can be to have something lodged between the synapses of ones' cortex. A person, place, thing or some tidbit of trivia that only managed to get semi-conducted to your tongue, and there it dangles maddeningly out of reach of your voicebox – usually at the expense of your sanity. Now... [More]

The Truth Sucks

The Truth Sucks

Here it is the wedding season. A time when young hearts thrill and rice is spilled and once again women make that spectacular error in judgement and marry one of us men. I can't believe they're still falling for it. You'd think that after witnessing a life-long parade of embarrassing male behavior,... [More]

Why Why Why Delilah

Why Why Why Delilah

If you're anything like me, you really ought to be ashamed of yourself. Only kidding - everybody always says "open with a joke" which, is a good saying as sayings go, it's not in the same league as "Righty Tighty, Lefty Lucy," by any means. But as I‘ve mentioned before, I actually met "Lefty Lucy?"... [More]

Old Naked People

Old Naked People

Did I mention I'm going to Massage School? I can't remember - or more accurately I‘m too lazy to go back and check. Anyway the school part is pretty much over and I've now entered the phase referred to as "clinic." The portion of our educational journey where we set away our pencils and books and wa... [More]

Calling a Spade a Small Gardening Shovel

Calling a Spade a Small Gardening Shovel

Do you ever wonder if you're still attractive? It crosses my mind from time to time as the years continue to wrap around me like extra layers of clothing. I'm not talking like "Hollywood pretty-boy sexy" (we can't all be Mickey Rourke) but it'd be nice to imagine that you could still stir up a littl... [More]

A Clean Breast of It.

A Clean Breast of It.

In this issue I customarily lash together some sort of retrospective year-in-review bit and with 2008 being a serious doozie I saw no reason to alter the tradition. Unfortunately however, something went haywire with the print schedule, and it turns out that the issue has to wrap much earlier than th... [More]

A Bad Day at the KKK

A Bad Day at the KKK

Due to the timing of this issue's print date I find myself on the horns of a dilemma. I think I'm safe to assume that pretty much everybody (from roughly fifth grade on) knows what a dilemma is. Yet as often as dilemmas are described as having horns you may indeed wonder how many youngsters or say,... [More]

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