Social Satire Reader Pillows

Tiers of a Clown

"You know, there are other emojis."

Politically Correct Snowperson

"Brian's fine. He`s got his own coping mechanism."

A small number of people are afraid of heights, but there is an epidemic fear of widths.

"The only hobby we tolerate is working on weekends."

"She's a show dog...purebred, of course." "That's great! My guy's a Sanskrit scholar...wrote for the Harvard Lampoon."

'Of course the Johnsons got the big cloud.'

Creating dummy corporations for dummies.

The Vicar 's Invitation to Dinner.

"Actually, I think it's a cluster of SCUD missiles heading our way!"

"I prefer 'prostitute'. 'Media whore' implies that I'm not getting paid."

'What makes you think I want a trophy wife?'

'We loved this book. Twenty nine experts tell you how to think independently.'

"Only three hundred and sixty-seven followers? Maria's not an asset to the abbey."

The trap

'Next time you hear confession from that barmaid say, Tut-tut not COR.'

Library: Self-Help Books and Blame a 'Rigged' Political System.

Attack Of The Guy From The Other Room

"I always wondered who got my transplant."

Corporate Punishment.

Peace bomb.

'I'll have the Chairman-of-the-board Lunch, and Dexter here will have the Sissy's Salad.'

'Oh no! The sharp elbowed middle class!'

'I wonder if you'd go out with me. I've always wanted to go to couples therapy.'

D. H. Lawrence

'I believe in the free enterprise system. I haven't paid for anything in the past 27 years...'

Declutter Your Life

"One trip to the dentist and look who's got the attitude!"

'It's good you called me when you did, Bill. Believe it or not, a little speed-bump like this can derail a perfectly good career if it isn't handled just right!'

"Do we wait for it to be approved as an antibiotic, or do we go ahead right now and sell it as furniture polish?"

"You have to get up early tomorrow, too? We have so much in common!"

'Which? Covid-19 Variant' Guide.

"Are you V.A.T. registered..?"

"Hey, Gary. Lois wanted to know if you’re up for waiting forever for reheated leftovers and sipping warm mimosas intended to ease the pain of poor service amid a cacophony of idiot tourists and 20-year-olds... you know, brunch."