Scientist conducting a study

We’ve just posted the Summer 2010 column, titled The Humorless Twit Says “Study This.” Here’s a little snippet:

Most recently, the news had on a story about a study that noted sleeping too little can shorten your life (by the way, for those of you who recall, I have a now one-year-old son I wrote about for last summer’s issue and as I write this, I had a measly three hours of sleep last night [which might explain this column...]).

That got me to thinking about all the other studies I’ve heard about in the past that claim if you engage in behavior A, your life will be shortened by X years (or Y percent). So I decided out of sheer boredom curiosity to see which of these supposedly life-shortening behaviors I take part in, and by how long my life will be shortened.

The Humorless Twit Says “Study This” | Summer 2010

Scientist conducting a study

Scientist conducting a study

Every time a new “study” is reported in the news, you can bet your bottom dollar that another “study” contradicting it will come out shortly.

Every so often you’ll hear (or read or see) on the news about some new study on something or other released by some entity, most likely an entity you’ve never heard of before. I laugh when I see such news stories because invariably, some time later, we’ll hear about yet another study contradicting the first study. And so it goes.

Most recently, the news had on a story about a study that noted sleeping too little can shorten your life (by the way, for those of you who recall, I have a now one-year-old son I wrote about for last summer’s issue and as I write this, I had a measly three hours of sleep last night [which might explain this column...]).

That got me to thinking about all the other studies I’ve heard about in the past that claim if you engage in behavior A, your life will be shortened by X years (or Y percent). So I decided out of sheer boredom curiosity to see which of these supposedly life-shortening behaviors I take part in, and by how long my life will be shortened.

I found a few. Here they are:

- A study by Australian researchers found that for each hour a day you watch the boob tube, you increase your chances of dying from cardiovascular disease by 18 percent (for death by all causes it was 11 percent).

- Eating red meat also shortens your life span (I couldn’t find by how much).

- A study by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention found that children who experience six or more traumatic events during childhood live 19 years less than others (traumatic events were defined as abuse of various kinds and household dysfunction).

- Four specific bad habits (Lord knows I have a lot more than four) can shorten your life by 12 years: smoking, drinking too much, inactivity and a bad diet. I won’t tell you which ones I do and which ones I don’t do, but let’s just say I’m in danger of losing six years of my life from this factor alone.

- Being fat at 40 (I’m already past that stage) can shorten your life by three years, according to The Annals of Internal Medicine.

- I already mentioned that sleeping too little can cause you to go to sleep permanently at an earlier age. But sleeping too much—nine hours or more—is also supposedly dangerous: it increases your chances of an early death by 30 percent (ironically, this study was published by the same journal that published the “too little sleep causes early death” study mentioned before…)!

- Researchers in Toronto found that every hour you spend driving cuts 20 minutes from your life (thank goodness I only worked as a courier for one semester in college). No word on “extra bonus” minutes for the stress of driving in South Florida, though.

- Bingeing (on food, presumably) followed by crash dieting (the so-called “yo-yo” effect) can cut your life by a whopping 25%!

-Taking vitamin supplements can also reduce your lifespan; how much depends on which specific vitamin(s) you take.

I crunched some numbers to see how it all added up for me. And after taking a long nap, then downing a bacon double cheeseburger and a fistful of vitamin supplements while watching TV in my car and washing it all down with a triple vodka on the rocks, followed by a nice cigar, I came to a conclusion: based on all my bad habits and the amount of time by which each one can shorten your life, I never should have been born.

Which, if you’ve read this far, you probably wished were true.

NOTE: We originally credited the Journal of the American Medical Association with the study that noted being fat at 40 can shorten your life by three years. This study was actually published in The Annals of Internal Medicine. We regret the error.

Aunt Stabby

Okay, finally, our latest humor column, for May 2010, has been posted online.

Here’s a little snippet:

DEAR STABBY: I was two weeks away from getting married. Everything was beautifully planned—it was going to be a fairy tale wedding. But then I caught my fiancee cheating on me with my bridesmaid! Can you help me, Stabby? DESPONDENT IN DAYTON

DEAR DESPERATE DUMB (Twit’s note: censored again!) IN DAYTON: You want me to send someone to take care of him for you? Just let me know, I have peeps.

A Moldy Peach, Photo courtesy Luigi Chiesa

We’ve posted all the humor columns for 2010 thus far:

Oh yeah, in keeping with the whole photo thing we mentioned in our last post, we’ve included a photo of a moldy peach at the top of this post. :-)

The Humorless Twit’s Aunt Stabby Takes A Stab—Oops, Poor Choice Of Words—At Writing His Column | May 2010

Aunt Stabby

Aunt Stabby

Mug shot of The Humorless Twit's Aunt Stabby

Of all my obnoxious aunts (and relatives in general, for that matter), there’s one I avoid not out of annoyance and irritation, but rather sheer terror and fear.

She’s my Aunt Stabby. When she contacted me recently, the hair on the back of my neck didn’t just go up—it went wild.

You see, Aunt Stabby is in prison for life for… stabbing her live-in boyfriend to death. Because he snored. Don’t get me started on her former boyfriends, a few of whom went missing and she was the last known person to see them alive…

To make a long story short, she’s a big-time misandrist.

Anyway, she threatened my life if I didn’t let her write a column for me requested to fill in for me this month and I for fear of my life agreed.

Now that you know about her, don’t say you haven’t been warned…


DEAR STABBY: I met this man through the mail. He is wonderful. I get to visit him once a month, send him money and do all kinds of stuff for him.

The problem, Stabby, is his warden. You see, he refuses to allow me to visit my beau more often, and let me not even get started on conjugal visits which he has absolutely forbidden!

Oh Stabby, what should I do? LOVER IN LOXAHATCHEE

DEAR LOSER IN LA-LA LAND: Ditch his sorry (Twit’s note: censored! This IS a family publication, you know). He’s playing you for a chump. I know, I’m in the hoosegow myself, I know a chump when I see one. Matter of fact, why not send ME some money?

DEAR STABBY: I was two weeks away from getting married. Everything was beautifully planned—it was going to be a fairy tale wedding. But then I caught my fiancee cheating on me with my bridesmaid! Can you help me, Stabby? DESPONDENT IN DAYTON

DEAR DESPERATE DUMB (Twit’s note: censored again!) IN DAYTON: You want me to send someone to take care of him for you? Just let me know, I have peeps.

Better still, you can do it yourself. Tie him up and make it nice and slow and painful. Start with his (Twit’s note: censored yet again).

That ought to do the trick and I guarantee you he’ll never cheat on anyone again, ever.

DEAR STABBY: I’m a 38-year old married man, father to three lovely children and a successful businessman. I work hard to provide for my family and to give my wife everything she wants. I’ve always been faithful to my wife, even during the year when she was recovering from cancer. In short, I’ve been told I’m the ideal husband (by female friends, but not my own wife).

Suddenly last month, my wife left with the kids and is suing me for divorce, demanding a ton of money for both child support and alimony. After everything we’ve been through, now this. What can I do to bring her and my kids back? SAD AND LONELY IN SACRAMENTO

DEAR STUPID (Twit’s note: here we go again) LAMEBRAIN IN SACRAMENTO: Boy, what a sucker you are. You got played and you don’t even see it! You sound like my late old man. Too bad she didn’t do you the way I did mine. In fact, I think all women should (Twit’s note: censored, too crude) their men, take their money and run. I hope she does that to you and you have a huge life insurance policy and she gets it all.


And that, my dear readers, is about as much as I can stomach of my Aunt Stabby. Now you know why she’s the black sheep of the family. It’ll be a loooooooooong time (like, 25 to life) before I let her waste this precious space again!

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