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As a thank you to our editor for filling in.
It seems the time is imminent that the song Convoy will be popular again.
Time for some satirical Never Trumper fun.
As someone who is abysmal in technology, I found AI’s choice most amusing.
At long last Friday has arrived.
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A Sunday thought.
According to Hymnary, the following is associated with the Proverb verse.
I’d show you the front yard but you cannot see it, so you get the back yard today. This here is rather accurate in the life of fishermen/Ladies, there is something missing though
globull warming isn’t shown
” and the newsman sang his same ole song”
kinda sorta and somewhat
As my trusty steed is warming up (truck), I had a split thought, a 2-fer if you like, will America go full on MAD MAX, and just how many gun shops are there in this blessed land we call home.
Driving the nevington koda into town, I highly doubt i’d have problem with someone experiencing road-rage
You know this is not me for 2 reasons
there’s no snow and there was no teevee outside, thinking this guy seen every episode of
Rat Patrol
Heard tell, one cannot read a picture, I call B.S. on that
Need some proper music as I get ready move all this G’damn globull warming outta my way, I have some stuff to do which doesn’t include fishing, not a good day to be on the water.
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During the reign of Queen Victoria, servants, tradespeople, and the poor typically were given presents. The servants worked on Christmas Day and would have the next day off to go visit their own families. So, according to the Old Farmer’s Almanac, the upper class would take leftover food, goods, or money and put them in boxes to give out to the poor.
One of the earliest records of this tradition was found in a 1663 journal entry from English Parliamentarian Samuel Pepys. Pepys entry mentioned that he sent a messenger to deliver a box with gifts and money to his shoemaker.
Britannica reported that while it’s not certain how the name “Boxing Day” came about, it may have come from the practice of giving these boxes as gifts or it could have been derived from the opening of alms boxes. These boxing were put in churches to get
The day is also known as St. Stephen’s Day, after the first Christian martyr who was known for helping the poor, Almanac reported.
Just inside the relics room under some stuff, lots of stuff, found a waffle iron, 1930’s maybe. The female end was rather wowed out, why kamalaaaaa the brainless came to mind, don’t know, but she did.
Was sipping a coffee outside by the lake, well I was trying to, Odin had other ideas such as ” that human, looks like a chew toy to me.
Odin would have a good Marine, he’s got a switch, he’s either on or off. Rather protective to. With my coffee mostly down the front me, I was wondering if Odin likes waffles, because I do. Odin get in the truck, don’t bust my window I’ll it roll it down.
For a waffle iron of it’s age, best find a second store, there’s one down the road that way, which is no small jaunt. It’s then the Flashback happened not my fault mind you. Me and the Dan-knee were redoing some flor standing Avent speakers, needed some cross-overs. Went to Radio junk, found the place butthole to bellybutton, strangers mind you, packed in there like sardines. Dan-knee let’s go. Took a few days but I found the solution, called Dan-knee, let’s go the Radio Junk. Dan-knee was first to suffer my solution, not long after over the loudspeaker of that mall, ” please evacuate the stores, someone lit a stinkbpmb”. No, not even close. Being rather decent at chemistry, if you ever want elbow room while shopping, this is what ya do. Get 8 sandy cookies, cheaper the better, wash them down with a V-8 cocktail, wait for 2 hours, give the emzines in your belly time to do thier thing, change those ingredients into the most obnoxious gas any human body can produce, the isle you wish to traverse will be smooth sailing for your shopping pleasure. Toldja, I like chemistry :). Having a Odin works just as well. Some Woman turned the corner and say ” Eh!, does the dog bite?”. I looked at her, he ain’t bite me!, Stood there with the ole hands on hips look, as if that’s somme of sign of displeasure.
Long story short, Odin does like waffles with syrup, after 15, he was wanting more
,Odin, these last 6 are for me, you’re SOL.
Chicklets, strange, I got the taste of chicklets in my mouth, haven’t had any of those for years. Told the ratdog, we’re going home at noon, had enough. I swear that woman through nothing out, nothing. Here’s a 2-fer for ya, smiling sorta while sayin fuck!. I’ll be the first to say my typing skills sucks, I was never a typist. Small keys and big fingers are not a good match, normally I say fuck it, it’s amazing how that word can fit many different situations. Where was I, ohh yeah talking skills, one of her favorite skills was bringing her some sort of home work, she didn’t use a red marker for stuff that was wrong, ohh no, she had a pencil, she’d stab everything that was wrong. ” FIX IT”. Was a time long ago, was told “return addresses, inside only”. Reading some old correspondence, wasn’t so much what I wrote, I was looking at, I was looking at my penmanship with proper punctuation mind you.
Robin Williams, the world could use more Robin Williams
this is funny shit right there ratdog
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Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people.
Ever go to a weigh station and the greenshirts (dnr) look at you like you took one of the King’s best deer so you look right back them with added squint, they say hi in a (I’m better than you) tone so you squint tight tighter and an say, yea, what you said. I could mention a few stories about the greenshirts, nothing good that’s for sure, perhaps another time.
Enough of that ordeal.
You just know they mean business when all caps are used and underlined.
Hold on, I need a coffee
I was subjected to a teevee in the background while at a table discussing the price of a sandblaster, was there long enough to hear about 10 commercials, 2 observations: every drug advertised made mention of side-effects, every one of them mentioned ” and possible death”. The other observation, I didn’t see white people, all kinds of people, just no pale skins.
I might think about getting a teevee again if commercials where like this
Ever see a picture and think straight away, you cannot save everyone so don’t even try save your efforts for those worthy.
Had this Chruch lady stop by, better words, a religious Woman come by, long story short, she asked how I was doing, I musta have reminded her of Animal.
She practically slammed her coffee and left.
