WASHINGTON â The minds behind the much-reviled Project 2025 announced new plans to capture ecological superhero Captain Planet and his trusty Planeteers in order to continue to destroy Earth with little obstruction, cigar-smoking sources confirmed.
âThere are only two things standing in our way right now. One of them is Kamala Harris and we are convinced we can get her to play ball if sheâs elected, the other is that pesky Captain Planet and his love for all living things. His appreciation of natureâs majesty makes me physically ill and I canât wait to capture him and burn him alive inside a stack of old tires,â said The Heritage Foundation President Kevin Roberts while dumping large pieces of styrofoam into a river. âIâm close friends with Hoggish Greedly and the way Captain Planet treats him is shameful. Hoggish is a titan of industry who creates jobs. Captain Planet and the Planeteers are just a bunch of radical liberals who hate the American way of life.â
Linka, the Planeteer who has the power of wind, says she is well aware that they are being targeted ahead of the 2024 election.
âAll of us Planeteers were doxxed last year and ever since then we have these mouth-breathing goons outside our apartments fucking with our recycling bins and e-bikes,â said Linka. âSome of them are pretty aggressive. But thankfully they are all so out of shape they can never actually catch me. I just do a light jog down the block and then they get winded and scream some nonsense about personal liberties. Iâve been a Planeteer for over 30 years, I thought things would be better by now.â
Captain Planet himself issued a stern statement to The Heritage Foundation after being summoned by the Planeteers.
âAll I want to do is spread a message of love and have all of humanity live in harmony within the beauty of nature, but these Project 2025 queefs are getting on my last nerve,â said the green-haired superhero. âYou fuck with the Earth you fuck with me. Gaia has instructed me to start laying waste to anyone who continues to pollute our planet. The funny thing is Iâm mother-fucking invincible, I can survive in fucking space. These people canât destroy me. But I can cave their fucking faces in with one punch, and I might just have to start exploding some heads.â
At press time, The Heritage Foundation was thrilled to announce they received a sizable donation from billionaire Bruce Wayne.
By Chris Bowen
Whoâs got two horns, helped to spearhead the first wave (and only true wave, for my money) of black metal and just hit the big 4,078-years-young milestone? No, itâs not the cloven-hoofed lad from Slayerâs âShow No Mercy,â but rather none other than the iconic demon goat from the cover of Venomâs âBlack Metalâ record!
And you can rest assured that it was one hell of a time.
All the âwhoâs whoâ of the metal world showed up for Mr. Demon Goatâs (D.G. for short) big b-day bash. Tom Warrior of Celtic Frost was there, and brought his world famous vegan pentagram-sugar cookies. Royalty also made an appearance, as King Diamond arrived bearing his (in)famous party favors of strawberry upside-down cross cake! And no party is complete without Fenriz bringing his homemade basement brew.
Even legends who are no longer among the living made it out for the momentous occasion.
âD.G. and Motörhead go way back,â said party guest Lemmy Kilmister. âAs a matter of fact, D.G. and I did PCP for the first time together back in the seventies before he got the big Venom gig. I watched the sonofabitch flip 8 cop cars before burrowing back into the depths of Hell. We have been buds ever since.â
Amongst the debauchery and craziness however, there was a question on practically everybodyâs mind: âWhere are the Venom guys?â
âI made it pretty clear that I didnât want any members from any iteration of Venom at my birthday party,â D.G. sternly explained. âIf they canât get along, and want to start 9 different versions of Venom, be my guest, but I refuse to take part in their silly, childish games. Iâm sure Cronos will have something smart to say about that, and stoop to some level of picking on me about my age or something but let him. Because even at 4,078 years old, I still have a better hairline than he does.â
Ouch D.G., ouch!
So hereâs to another 4,078 years to one of metalâs most iconic silver-faced demons! Maybe someday heâll have a change of heart and reunite with the ones who put his name on the map, but until then, I think the song title âLeave Me in Hellâ pretty much sums up his happy-go-lucky approach to life.
By James Knapp
HARTFORD, Conn. â Attendees at a recent performance by goth band Choking Ghost were admitted at a discount provided they brought a donation in the form of a âdoubtlessly hauntedâ doll, spooky sources confirmed.
âIn the infinite darkness that consumes all of our lives, itâs still important to give back,â explained the showâs promoter Helen âMockingbirdâ Stuhlwitz. âThatâs why we decided to use live music to help provide glassy-eyed Victorian dolls to those in need. Most people donât realize just how badly they need a terrifying doll in their life until they finally receive one, and then awaken in the middle of the night to find it hovering above them in their bed. That sort of experience really does change oneâs life.â
Showgoer Donovan Glazier, though supportive, expressed confusion as to the benefit of this particular charity.
âThough I appreciate not having to pay full price for the show tonight, I donât see how these creepy fucking things actually help anyone,â said Glazier while depositing his contribution into a charred wooden crate next to the venueâs entrance. âI found that doll at an antique shop a few blocks from here. The goddamn thing wouldnât stop humming the whole walk here and I swear I saw the eyes start glowing silver at one point. If that helps someone less fortunate, fine, but Iâm just glad to be rid of it.â
A terrifying haunted doll known by the moniker âIsabella the Poxâ described its feelings about being a charitable donation, which it could only articulate in the form of an eerie childrenâs nursery rhyme.
âIn the darkness we will dream,
silent as we constantly scream.
Hollow eyes are always watching,
We will eat your nieceâs hamster.
âA thousand years of blood upon you,
then we will return to sleep.
Nothing left of earth or heaven.
Our collective father was a swamp monster.â
At press time, members of Choking Ghost were thrilled that there appeared to be much more blood seeping through the green room walls than at any other venue they had played before.
Yikes! Is your relationship on the rocks â or fully over â right when you were supposed to be dressing up for Halloween to show the world just how adorably clever and in love you are?
Donât panic. Never let a silly little breakup stand in the way of doing that couples costume. Whether youâre going to hit the parties alone or with your now-ex, we have some ideas that ⊠kinda work. Or might just make it all even more weird and sad. Either way, your whole Instagram following canât wait to see!
Salt and Pepper Shakers
Breakup pivot: If youâre pepper, you suddenly passionate about the cardiovascular benefits of a strict low-sodium diet. Or youâre a solo salt shaker, but your delicate digestive system can no longer handle the spice of pepper. Either way, you donât sound fun at all. And everyone is probably going to be asking all night where the other shaker is and then youâll break down sobbing and start desperately stuffing your face with Three Musketeers bars, but technically this costume still works and thatâs all that matters.
Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love
Sweet, one half of the couple you were going to dress as is very famously dead? Doesnât get more convenient and dark than that! You can even both still go to the party. Drink up that mystery witchâs brew punch and let the rumors fly, baby. Just remember no one wants to see the two of you arguing in public again about who gets to keep the dog now.
King and Queen of Hearts
Hey man, sorry you were ⊠dealt a bad hand there with that breakup. Your new look is a forgotten stray playing card peeled off the carpet at a dingy casino. Roll around in a stale mix of dust, cigarette ash, and spilled sticky cocktails. Add a few deep creases by stumbling into a wall or two, and youâre ready to go, you lonely little cardboard king or queen.
Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez
Look, if this was already going be your couple costume, you probably shouldâve seen the end of your relationship coming for a while. Your friends definitely all did. They all just didnât want to say it, and it was kind of fun seeing how long youâd last this time. But now youâre both going to kill it with that messy emotional realism! Grab that Dunkinâ coffee and put on your sunglasses. Bonus: If you get back together yet again at the last minute, youâre also all set.
Plug and Socket
Weâre just going to be honest: This one is already stupid and overplayed either way. But now that youâre wandering around the party solo holding a floppy little plug with no socket to be found, itâll look even more pathetic. Your only hope here is to pretend to be electrocuted. Maybe even dead. Happy Halloween!
BY Mark Shady
In what he could only describe as a possible fake memory, an imagined recollection, or even perhaps a âstrange confluence of various timelines on his own perception,â it was reported that local man Byron Hays could swear on anything that the term âMandela Effectâ had, at one point, two Lâs.
âI first came across the phrase about ten years ago while surfing the net,â said Hay, 38. âI distinctly remember it being spelled differently. Specifically, with the double L at the end. Thereâs a chance Iâm misremembering, but I think that itâs much more likely that I have been transported to an alternate universe where the only change is that âMandelaâ is spelled with one L rather than two.â
Hays reached out to friends and family in an attempt to reconcile his memory with objective reality.
âAt first I told him to Google it, but he said he had been trying that all afternoon,â said Mark Callahan, 37, a lifelong friend of Hay. âWhen I said they both looked right to me, he got quiet for a second. Then he started going on about âtwin consciousnessesâ or some nonsense like that. Before I ended the FaceTime, he started yelling that we needed to find a way back home. I hope heâs okay.â
Fiona Broom, an expert on memory who coined the term âMandela Effect,â commented on Hayâs predicament.
âThis type of revelation is common, and is entirely fantastical,â said Broom, who is a neuropsychology professor at Brown University. âApart from my own recollection as the phraseâs creator, there is plenty of well-archived evidence that it has always been spelled with two Lâs. Wait, thatâs not right. Is it? Because thatâs the way he thinks it is, and we were sayingâshit. I donât know anymore. Maybe the Monopoly guy actually did wear a monocle.â
At press time, Hay was shocked to discover that his name did not end with an S, though he was certain it had only moments earlier.