Showing posts with label Dick’s Dribble. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dick’s Dribble. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 21, 2026

Dick Dribble’s Leaked Shorts

 Dick Dribble’s Leaked Shorts

Hi, Dick Dribble here. I decided to add value to this site without even bothering to inform Robot or Jack. What I do is none of their business. That cad, Robot, may as well be a toaster oven.

In reverse order like my life:


29.

Hey, it’s me!

That guy you intended to kill but you couldn’t afford the ammo!

If you’d like, I can loan you the cash.


28.

I have an idea for a 90 minute snuff film which is made by just following Jason Statham around with a camera while he kills people. Call me, Hollywood, or you will be in the film.


27.

Hi, I'm a 90 year old actor who wants to tell you about this anti-aginig product. This product will remove your wrinkles by shrinking your pores and filling in the remaining droopy wrinkly skin like bondo.

You see, I don't look the way you see me now. I have a team of specialists shellacking my face with smootheners and a cinematographer who is using a filter that would make a shrunken penis look like a young Arnold Schwarzenegger.

So buy this crap now.


26.

Yes, it's true I often cry after sex but, in my defense, the thorns on the rose bushes are drawing blood from my legs as I stand outside the bedroom window


25.

I've decided to refer to everyone I speak to as "dollface" and then ask if they'd care to see my chest.


24.

Just because two or more people are having sex, it doesn’t mean they have to be in the same room while doing it


Quoted from -

Artificial Ignorance


23.

Dear Severe nipple heads,

Life is not as difficult as you make it.

Burn in hell.


Yours sincerely,

Buford Puffer


22.

Prosecutor: “When was the last time you had seen Mr. Jones?”

Defendant: “It was when we were in the same room together at the same time. My eyes were open.”

Prosecutor: “Did you attack Mr. Jones with this aluminum baseball bat I’m holding?”

Defendant: “How the hell would I know? I had closed my eyes so that I wouldn’t get blood in them!”


21.

Welcome to Tiny Bladder Productions.

We hope you enjoyed our dribble.


20.

After many failed attempts, I have finally found a way to successfully weaponize my sperm.


19.

7 billion people per day have to go to bed after having nothing but stale crap for dinner. Now, for the low cost of 19 cents per day, you can ensure that one small child can go to sleep with a tummy full of fresh crap while the other 6,999,999,999 people still go to sleep with stomachs full of stale crap like they deserve to.


18.

I was wondering why I don’t stab every person I see. Then I realized I’d left my knife at home.


17.

I've decided to stop wearing underwear since I just peed myself and I'm also seriously considering getting butt implants on my head!


16.

I just found a squirrel in my underwear. Shots were fired.


**** publisher’s note ****

We here at Broken Trains are happy that the squirrel escaped but sad that Dick Dribble survived. We do not in any way support the existence of Dick Dribble.

**** END publisher’s note ****


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15.

The Rise of Dickjerker

Coming in a theater near you!

Bring a raincoat. There won’t be a dry eye in the house.


14.

If I smell like a baby, it's because I pooped myself.


13.

Overheard on the bridge of the USS Enterprise.

Mr. Data (to Captain Picard): “You are right, Sir. I do tend to babble.”

Captain Picard: “Welcome to the lousy stinking human race, you shitty machine. Now finish brewing my coffee.”


12.

I might consider using Viagra but, with my luck, would probably just wind up fucking myself.


11.

Facebook is the opium of the bastards


10.

I just wrote a song titled, "I am your mother's prostitute". I have another in the works named, "Your lips hardly feed me".


9.

No matter what I wore, I always wondered if people could see my bladder leak absorbing underwear. Now I wear it on the outside of my clothing so I can be sure it’s noticed.

Maybe I’ll wear my bladder on the outside and eliminate the need for expensive absorbing underwear.


8.

If I were a doctor, I’d kill all the other doctors in town. Then I’d be the only doctor in town and such a valuable commodity that I could get away with murder.


7.

Hey! It's me, that jerk you'd all like to see dead!

Well I'm going to make your wish come true but it's going to cost you $15.00

That's $15.00 per viewing. So if you walk away and decide you want another view, it will cost another $15.00.


6.

I was forcibly removed from philosophy class for kicking somebody in the Kant.


5.

While you jerks were out jerkin' it, I legally changed my name to Dwight: "Dwight Ransom". My friends call me "Handsome Ransom", even though I'm not handsome. And I don't have any friends, so pretty much nobody calls me that. What's my point? Why don't YOU tell ME!


6.

Moss Doodleman, Putrid Buttstink, and Dick Puller all walk into a bar...

And are asked to leave.


5.

Hi! I’m a dick.

When a traffic light turns green, I stay where I am and play with myself for up to 70 minutes even if the streets are clear of other vehicles. 

It’s important I do this because I’m a dick.

Did I mention I’m a dick?


4.

After watching 5 billion televised true crime shows explain how police can tell if a potential murder victim was drowned according to whether or not there is water present in the lungs, I now use an ice pick to jab holes in the lungs of my victims before I strangle them. This way, water will get in their lungs after I toss them in the river.

Thank you, true crime shows.

If you learned anything from this, please donate. I depend upon your donations to avoid working so I can impart great knowledge and wisdom unto you, the unknowledgeable and unwise.


3.

Dr. Dick Dribble was sitting across the desk from his newest patient, Abatha Cranberk.

"So, how long have you been a doctor?", asked Abatha. 

"Oh, since I placed 'Dr.' in front of my name 2 weeks ago.", replied Doctor Dribble.


2.

Salad dressing? Salad isn't a Barbie doll that you play with and dress up for fun. DO YOU THINK EATING SALAD IS A MOTHERFUCKING GAME?


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Call now. 877.pai.nless




Saturday, January 14, 2023

Dick's Dribble

Robot Fog (impersonating Dick's Dribble in order to steal his mortgage)


Hi. It’s me, Dick Dribble, again.

Some of you may remember me from such elongated articles such as "nuffin' to write yer home about" or "I didn't go to summer camp because I was a-scared of the girls and this documentary video shows why."

catfight on Spider Island

Today I want to invite you to visit my website which reviews movies, books, music, and many other forms of culture, popular or otherwise.

Thrill as our social discourse is made up entirely of YouTube and Vimeo videos of television talk show hosts making witty observations of current events!

Lock your knees together and control your excitement over our articles composed entirely of screenshots of tweets we quote in order to appear as if our writers are writing!

We also cover the most current unimportant news of the day by referring to sources other than our own site which have already repeated and shared articles and pieces that present unresearched events and opinions as facts.

Hate the president of the United States? Well, who doesn’t? We’ll post every attack, funny, meaningful, obscure, overt, “in his face”, true, false, current, past, repetitive, pointless, and needlessly tiresome in order to boost your confirmation bias.

So stop whacking it on all those clickbait sites you love so much. Bookmark Dick’s Dribbles and learn what you’ll wish you’d never known.


*** Editor's note. Excrement was misspelled as excitement. ***




Monday, October 22, 2018

Suicide Insurance, real cheap, Man


Suicide Insurance, real cheap, Man

Buy This Policy or I will Kick Your Dog in the Teeth


Hi, I'm not Fred Thompson, but I was once his sports jacket,

Are you lonely? Bitter? Afraid of amphibians? Call me at Suicide Insurance Incorporated. I will sell you a suicide insurance policy like no other. It's easy and it works like this: You make me the beneficiary of your life insurance policy and then I will kill you. I'll make it look like an accident and you will have nothing to fear; you'll never see it coming and I will feel no pain. What do you get out of it? By making your death look like an accident, you will not go to hell for committing suicide. If you are unfortunate enough to be married, and even more unfortunate enough to have children, I will pass on a part of my winnings, I mean, insurance money, to the surviving members of your family*. If you merely have a dog, and not a family, I will feed your dog. Sign up now. The best suicide insurance this side of military service is waiting for you.

Think about it. The world is a nasty place full of germs and foods such as onions. Your cat won't talk to you. Your doctor hates you. You're finding it more difficult to afford all the alcohol you need just to make it through breakfast. And, if all that isn't bad enough, you're best known for smelling like a goat.

So why wait? Call now. Our operators are waiting. Don't make us come for you.

* Suicide Insurance Inc. is not responsible for family members that may be hurt or killed if I decide to kill you at specific times such as dinner time, family reunions, or while driving home from the dentist.


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Announcer: 

Is your spouse ugly? Do armadillos follow you with bad intent? Does your mother expect you to call every Sunday? You may be in need of Suicide Insurance. If you want to kill yourself and are simply too lazy to do it, we can arrange to do it for you at a reasonable price. Once you're dead, you can rot with the satisfaction that you've had the best suicide policy available in today's market.

Are you able to kill others but not yourself? This policy already has your name on it. Simply call the number on the screen and our very friendly operators will be happy to take your call.

[Close up of an unidentified man]

Man:

"I was unable to kill myself and so I used that urge to kill others. My mother was ashamed of me, and my sister wouldn't take my calls anymore. But then, I discovered Suicide Insurance incorporated and, it didn't save my life, but it did save the lives of others. Suicide Insurance is now going to end my life and I don't have to lift a finger to do it myself. It's all in their hands now. They promised me a painless and peaceful death at a low convenient cost. Now I can truly rest in pea... AARRGGHHH! No! Help! Save me!"


Announcer: 

Oh my God! How did that wolf get in here? Well, in any case, I guess that double indemnity clause for 'death by wolf' really did come in handy. Who'd of thought?

So, please call the number on the screen now and put your worries behind you!



Tuesday, April 16, 2013

DINNER MUSIC FOR TORTURERS

DINNER MUSIC FOR TORTURERS
by Dick Dribble / Stolen from J. Civil and R. Kahler

I tried submitting this idea somewhere but got no response. There's room for some gags to be added. Perhaps literally. Music that is referenced for play is accompanied by links. The music was favored by monsters who used torture and can be confirmed with internet searches.



          DINNER MUSIC FOR TORTURERS

          by J.Civil and R. Kahler

                            
                              SALESMAN

                    Are you tense? Nervous? You can't
                    relax? Well, consider that all in
                    the past!   If you work in the
                    interrogation industry, Brutal
                    Records has something special just
                    for you with our new release of
                    "Dinner Music for Torturers". Work
                    in today's stressful interrogation
                    environment can be overwhelming. As
                    a special interrogator, you have
                    earned the right to relax and
                    unwind. We understand completely
                    and have built this compilation
                    especially for you.   Imagine
                    you're crushing a man's spirit and
                    your boss stops you because you
                    have to be at yet another
                    god-damned meeting. At the meeting,
                    all you have on your mind is, 'how
                    are you going to shove those
                    testicles into the victim's eye
                    sockets?' You might start
                    stressing, but don't worry because
                    we have the answer to that problem.
                      Let's begin with "Tshay'zandla
                    (Rovai Maoko)" by the The Born Free
                    Crew, "Fuck Your God" by Deicide,
                    and this song by Bedřich Smetana,
                    "Dance of the Comedians".

         http://www.archive.org/details/SmetanaBarteredBrideDanceOfTheComediansormandy
         swells slightly so audience can hear it better.  Then recedes.

                              SALESMAN
                    Statistics show that a percentage
                    of interrogators accidentally kill
                    their children while beating them.
                    Brutal Records recognizes this
                    undesirable outcome to what should
                    be a joyful time for you. We've
                    consulted with the world's best
                    Psy-Ops professionals who have
                    determined that an interrogator who
                    is less stressed is more likely to
                    leave their child alive after
                    beating her.   To help you not take
                    your work home with you, "Dinner
                    Music for Torturers" has "... Baby
                    One More Time", by the greatest
                    performance artist of our time,
                    Britney Spears, "Die Walküre (Ride
                    of the Valkyrie)" by Richard
                    Wagner, and "Suliko" as sung by The
                    Red Army Choir.

          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_rx0QGKrmAI "Suliko" as sung
          by The Red Army Choir swells and recedes.

                              SALESMAN
                    Have you ever killed your captive
                    before you got them to talk? Then
                    you no doubt had to listen to your
                    desk jockey boss lecture you on
                    restraint when all you did was go
                    overboard with the waterboard.
                    Well, why go home angry? That dead
                    bastard was just a school teacher
                    anyway.   And, this music is not
                    only for the dinner table, here's a
                    song you can play in your car by
                    Charlie and his Orchestra that will
                    calm you down enough to drive home
                    without stopping to kick some dogs
                    or kill some cats.

                            
          Charlie and his Orchestra "You're Driving Me Crazy" music swells. Recedes.

          http://blogfiles.wfmu.org/KF/0511/charlie/01_-_Charlie_And_His_Orchestra_-_Youre_Driving_Me_Crazy.mp3              

CUT BEFORE the part where Charlie starts cracking on Jews. (Charlie was a jerk)
                  
                              SALESMAN
                    This music is not chosen at
                    random. This music is specially
                    selected and tested by the most
                    debased serial killers Brutal
                    Records could find. A lot of
                    thought went into selecting the
                    exact dulcet tones required to
                    relieve the stress of a tortuous
                    day. Remember when that prisoner
                    you raped didn't even thank you?
                    Well, that's not your fault.
                    Don't take it home with you. Try
                    listening to the great Robert
                    Mugabe rap his popular hit,
                    "Diaspora". Or, better yet,
                    Beethoven's "Ninth Symphony".

          Audio sample (of Mr. Mugabe rapping is no longer available. It's still out there but probably moves around a lot)
          swells. Recedes

                              SALESMAN
                    And, please don't think this
                    special collection is only for
                    America's Central Intelligence
                    Agency. China, Russia, Zimbabwe,
                    Uzbekistan, Syria, any nation's
                    torturers will enjoy this music.
                    Brutal Records recognizes that
                    torture is not limited to specific
                    government agencies. "Dinner Music
                    for Torturers" will calm your
                    nerves if you work for the Catholic
                    Church, any Police force, as any
                    type of prison staff including
                    guards, military/paramilitary
                    personnel, or even if you work as a
                    country pop singer.   If you order
                    now, we'll add, at no extra cost, a
                    recording of "Sixteen Tons" by The
                    Red Army Choir.

          Audio http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dI9KBLb_8ro Swells,
          Recedes

                                VOICE OVER
                    Dinner Music for Torturers. Don't
                    wait until you have feces all over
                    your shirt! Order now!!
                    If it's not Brutal – it's not on
                    record!