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The Jones forbid their daughter Sarah to have a party while they attended the country club’s New Year’s Eve soiree . They returned to find the house trashed, liquor cabinet empty, and kids everywhere. “It’s not a party,” Sarah said, “it’s an experiment in social interaction.”
January 10, 2026 at 1:04 AM
Brad arrived at the apartment only to find cases of liquor stacked against the wall, JBL party box speakers in every room, a new HDTV, and a DJ setting up his station. He asked his roommate how they could afford all this, only to be told, “with your dad’s credit card.”
January 10, 2026 at 1:03 AM
Declan told his frat brothers they couldn’t afford their New Year’s Eve party. “We blew all of Delta Iota Mu’s funds on last month’s Turkey bash.” Marcola said it was covered, he’d scored a boatload of cocaine to sell. That’s when the new pledge Stanley identified himself as DEA.
January 10, 2026 at 1:02 AM
Chad’s roommate asked how he planned to throw a huge New Year’s party when they barely knew a dozen people. Chad replied, “liquor, blow, and hookers. That’ll bring them in.” Asked why women would come for hookers, Chad replied, “We’ll invite lesbians.”
January 10, 2026 at 1:01 AM
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January 10, 2026 at 1:01 AM
Santa landed his sleigh at a frat house to deliver the requested case of Coors. He found them cleaning up from a New Year’s party. When he said It wasn’t New Year’s yet, Brad pointed to the 2023 balloons. “We partied seven days short of a year. In 2024 we’ll go for the record.”
January 10, 2026 at 1:00 AM
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Contributed Tweets for Phillip T Stephens are provided by Incels too embarrassed to admit they need money to pay for porn sites.
January 9, 2026 at 1:25 AM
Rumors spread when conspiracy theorists spotted a slave ship and the letter K on Snapple. They must be spreading fascism with pop.
The company defended themselves, saying the K was for kosher, which is ridiculous because nazis would never make, or drink anything kosher. #TwtStory
January 9, 2026 at 1:24 AM
High in the Alaskan mountains you can find a cluster of transformers powering 180 antennas to control the weather, space lasers, and even our minds. But, don’t worry. It’s really to study the ionosphere.
Are you sure that’s what you want me to say, master? #TwtStory
January 9, 2026 at 1:23 AM
Body Shill was onto them. He’d traced the lizard people through Conan back to Madame Blavatsky. Someone knocked at the door. Two lizard people kicked it open. One removed his head.
Surprise! It was Bigfoot. “You weren’t even close.”
A grey transport ship whisked him away. #TwtStory
January 9, 2026 at 1:22 AM
Todd Toaddey, DOGE investigator, snuck through the Apollo 11 command module outer hatch and into the Lunar Module. He descended the stairs to the surface. “I knew it was a hoax.” He died from the lack of atmosphere. Area 51 ops removed his body to ship back to Earth. #TwtStory
January 9, 2026 at 1:21 AM
QAnon investigators breached the fortifications of Comet Ping Pong pizza parlor. The fought past servers squirting them with vinaigrette, and disabled a spatula wielding chef. They crept downstairs to the pedo ring basement only to find a sign: “Moved to Mar-A-Lago.” #TwtStory
January 9, 2026 at 1:20 AM
#TwtStory Upcoming: Five tweet stories on the subject: Conspiracies
January 9, 2026 at 12:59 AM
January 8, 2026 at 4:35 PM
How to keep our children Christian. It's easier than you think.

#MAGA #Religion #Christianity #Schools #FirstAmendment
January 8, 2026 at 4:30 PM
When Winchell failed all five resolutions in the first week of the year, his best friend Beecham suggested his complete the first resolution he failed in high school. Get laid.
January 8, 2026 at 1:04 AM
Times were tight at Bob’s auto parts, and the employees threatened to walk. He suggested they should resolve to tighten their belts to make it through. He wanted to buy a Jaguar F-Type convertible but he settled for the much cheaper XF. No one reported for work the next morning.
January 8, 2026 at 1:03 AM
Christine’s mother approved her list of resolutions, resolutions that had been a long time coming. Little did she know that Christine wrote them to fulfill her resolution: Get mother off my back.
January 8, 2026 at 1:02 AM
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January 8, 2026 at 1:01 AM
Gilbert’s mother fucked up every resolution he made for the year, which he couldn’t understand until he found his mother’s only resolution. Get Gilbert out of the house.
January 8, 2026 at 1:01 AM
Brad woke with the worst hangover on New Years and it didn’t go away. At 45, he didn’t bounce back with the hair of the dog like he did in college. He resolved to quit drinking entirely. In 2024.
The best resolutions are those with no deadline
January 8, 2026 at 1:00 AM
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