It’s probably just me,but I’m afraid this country will never be right again. Everything is faster,cheaper,shinier. A hundred million people living off a government check with millions more pouring across our borders to take what others have worked and sacrificed for. Two more years to agonize under Obama’s abuse then at least four years under Hillary. I will not live to see another republican president. The sight in my left eye is gone and this morning I had a severe emphysema attack in the shower. It gets harder to breathe every day. I take nebulizer treatments,but it’s just temporary. Any physical exertion leaves me gasping for air. It’s been two years since I quit smoking but the damage was done long ago. At least I can look back at my life and think: damn,I had me a time.
HOW MANY HOURS DID YOU SPEND LOOKING THROUGH ONE OF THESE?
I STILL HAVE ONE IN THE CLOSET THAT MISS ISABEL AND OLIVIA PLAYED WITH
WHO WILL ADMIT THEY HAD A MOOD RING?
OUR JUG HAD A METAL HANDLE
GRANNY USED TO POUR KOOL AID INTO THE TRAYS,COVER THE TOP WITH SARAN WRAP THEN PUT TOOTHPICKS THROUGH IT.WE HAD HOMEMADE POPSICLES WHEN WE DIDN’T HAVE A NICKEL FOR A STORE-BOUGHT ONE
I CAN PROMISE YOU THERE’S NOT A PERSON UNDER 40 WHO EVER USED ONE OF THESE OR EVEN KNOWS WHAT THEY’RE FOR
THE GRANDFATHER OF FACEBOOK
GRANNY PUT THESE IN THE TUB SO WHEN I TRIED TO SLIDE FORWARD AND BACK TO MAKE WAVES,IT HURT LIKE HELL
DID ANYBODY EVER GET ONE OF THESE THINGS TO POP WITHOUT BURNING IT?
C’MON,DON’T EVEN TRY TO TELL ME NONE OF YOU LADIES DIDN’T HAVE A CRUSH ON BOBBY SHERMAN
YOU COULD PUT A LOG HOME TOGETHER WITH THIS STUFF
REMEMBER WHEN THE BANK ACTUALLY PAID YOU INTEREST ON YOUR ‘PASSBOOK SAVINGS ACCOUNT?’
I WORE ONE OF THESE WHEN I WORKED IN A SERVICE STATION IN HIGH SCHOOL. CARS PULLED IN,WE PUMPED THEIR GAS,CLEANED THEIR WINDOWS,CHECKED THEIR OIL AND THE AIR IN THEIR TIRES AND MADE CHANGE. TRY TO GET A HIGH SCHOOL KID TO DO THAT NOWADAYS.
I WENT WAY OVERBOARD ON THIS POST,AND I HAVE SO MUCH MORE. I BEG YOUR FORGIVENESS,BUT MEMORIES ARE WHAT I HAVE LEFT OF WHAT ONCE WAS.
The discussion about crabbing yesterday was very informative. I’ll have to keep it in mind if I’m ever near Maryland. Nobody I know of around these parts makes crab cakes. DW’s interest in seafood is limited to beer-battered cod from a Friday fish fry. She won’t even taste anything else. There is no adventure in her soul. I,on the other hand,love it all (except squid and octopus). Lobster, crab, shrimp, mussels, oysters, scallops,even pickled herring (in wine sauce,not cream sauce…thats stuff’s nasty.) She won’t even go to Red Lobster.
We got a little of this and a little of that today. I spent most of the morning in my recliner with a heating pad on my leg. I was napping peacefully this morning when I got the mother of all cramps in my calf. It felt like somebody stuck a red-hot knife in my leg. Like most men,I can’t stand pain and screamed like I was giving birth. Fortunately,DW is used to taking care of me. I purposely wrote in it her contract… personal services clause.
As I left this morning to head to work the temperature was six below zero. I didn’t bother with the wind chill because it was obscene. I just kept thinking,the Cubs’ pitchers and catchers report for spring training today and the NFL Combine officially starts tomorrow. DW picked up some pre-made char-broiled beef patties we fried last night,and had burgers with raw onion,tomato and mustard,just the way I like them,along with potato salad and my baked beans to pretend it was summer. We’re having BLTs for lunch. I will not give in to the mid-winter depression everybody has at the moment.
GUESS WHAT THE CUSTOMER ASKED TO BE PUT ON BOTH CAKES
OUR NEXT PRESIDENT GETTING READY TO GO SEE “FIFTY SHADES”
This is an expansion on Grunt’s post from yesterday. It serves a twofold purpose…. it allows me to display the continuing outrage good people have over this contemptible gaggle of miscreants and it allows me to dodge having to come up with a catchy title for this post. After a couple days I have about a thousand items bookmarked.I’ll try my best to cull some of the better stuff. (If it wasn’t good I wouldn’t bother with it in the first place.)
A VERY expensive getaway:
The First Family’s Valentine’s Day apart cost the taxpayer at least $2.5m as Barack golfed in California while Michelle went on secret ski trip to Aspen
President Barack Obama flew to California for a fundraiser and a speech
He then spent the next three days playing golf at an exclusive resort At the same time Michelle and Malia and Sasha were skiing in Aspen Figures show that Air Force One costs $228,288 per hour to run As a result, the ten-hour return trip to California would cost almost $2.3m It is estimated that Mrs Obama’s skiing trip cost a further $100,000 With accommodation and car rental, the weekend break would cost $2.5m
I TRULY BELIEVE THEY ENJOY RUBBING THEIR PRIVILEGE IN EVERYBODY’S FACES
Promoting a stay-at-home-for-President’s-Day charade, Michelle Tweeted an ‘all you need is love’ Valentine message to her hubby featuring a picture of what appeared to be a homebound Michelle kissing Barack adieu.
Now, three days after the fact, we find out that after sending Dad packing for the weekend, Michelle and the girls quietly boarded an expensive Air Force jet and headed to the Tiehack home of the owners of the Aspen Skiing Co., Jim and Paula Crown.
YOU PROBABLY HADN’T HEARD THIS….THATS WHY I’M HERE
Michelle Obama Plans Spring Break In Japan With Sasha And Malia
According to the Asahi Shimbun, the First Lady and her daughters Sasha and Malia will be traveling to Japan for a visit in March.
The trio will visit Tokyo and Kyoto, according to her schedule.
During her visit to China last March, Michelle Obama explained to a group of students that it was “very rare that I have the opportunity to travel outside of the United States” with her daughters.
OH,REALLY????? HOWZABOUT SPAIN, ENGLAND, AFRICA, MOST OF THE COUNTRIES IN THE FREE WORLD (FREE FOR THEM,OF COURSE)
DW and I have had our star boarders since yesterday morning, and while it’s a joy,it’s really tiring trying to keep up with a 7 and 11 year old. We watched something on the Disney Channel last night called Bad Hair Day. They’re getting more into pre-teen and away from cartoons. The jury is still out as to whether that’s a good or a bad thing. Before I turned in for the night they brought me Valentines they’d made with grandma from construction paper,glitter and crayons. As I type this they’re taped to my computer desk. Their mom called to check on them at bedtime last night and she and daddy were enjoying a rare quiet night alone. I’ve got some funny stuff today since I didn’t do it yesterday,plus a few political things.
THIS IS FROM DIOGENES’ MIDDLE FINGER,IN CASE YOU MISSED IT
The Husband Store
A store that sells new husbands has opened in Manchester, just off Deansgate where a woman may go to choose a husband. Among the instructions at the entrance is a description of how the store operates:
You may visit this store ONLY ONCE! There are six floors and the value of the products increase as the shopper ascends the flights. The shopper may choose any item from a particular floor, or may choose to go up to the next floor, but you cannot go back down except to exit the building!
So, a woman goes to the Husband Store to find a husband. On the first floor the sign on the door reads:
Floor 1 – These men Have Jobs
She is intrigued, but continues to the second floor, where the sign reads:
Floor 2 – These men Have Jobs and Love Kids.
‘That’s nice,’ she thinks, ‘but I want more.’
So she continues upward. The third floor sign reads:
Floor 3 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, and are Extremely Good Looking.
‘Wow,’ she thinks, but feels compelled to keep going.
She goes to the fourth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 4 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Good Looking and Help With Housework…
‘Oh, mercy me!’ she exclaims, ‘I can hardly stand it!’ Still, she goes to the fifth floor and the sign reads:
Floor 5 – These men Have Jobs, Love Kids, are Drop-dead Gorgeous, Help with Housework, and Have a Strong Romantic Streak.
She is so tempted to stay, but she goes to the sixth floor, where the sign reads:
Floor 6 – You are visitor 31,456,012 to this floor. There are no men on this floor.. This floor exists solely as proof that women are impossible to please. Thank you for shopping at the Husband Store.
PLEASE NOTE:
To avoid gender bias charges, the store’s owner opened a New Wives store just across the street with the same rules.
The first floor has wives that love sex.
The second floor has wives that love sex and have money and like beer.
The third, fourth, fifth and sixth floors have never been visited.
I DON’T RECALL ANY VALENTINES LIKE THIS WHEN I WAS IN SCHOOL
JUST KIDDING;I don’t know who this Gary character is or why progs are dampening their underwear in anticipation of throwing down fifty bucks for tickets and popcorn to see whatever it is this Gary does. My beloved child bride and I went to a movie last year and may not go to another for years. We have all the premium channels and anything we want to see will be there eventually. I just have a problem paying money to see a bunch of high school dropouts making millions of dollars saying lines somebody else wrote and thinking that makes their political opinion superior to everybody else’s.
We’re having a movie night tomorrow night all right,with our favorite overnight guests,Miss Isabel and Miss Olivia. We’ll either watch Frozen, Planes ,or my favorite, Over The Hedge. Their favorite tape,actually,is a VHS I have of Christmas cartoons from the 30’s and 40’s. They watch it almost every time they’re here. We’ll enjoy their favorite supper,hot dogs and mac and cheese,then they’ll cuddle with grandma (I’m not as upholstered as she is) and have the kind of good time money can’t buy.I can’t ask for any more.
Here is a review of ‘Fifty Shades’…apparently they spelled the name wrong. There are pictures in the article,but I won’t post any. They’re not worth the bandwidth.
‘Nobody sweats, nobody strains… nobody orgasms’: Frustrated movie critics want MORE sex in Fifty Shades of Grey as flaccid flick fails to get them hot under the collar
Critics said tame feature film, out on February 13, was ‘run of the mill’
One pointed out that lead Jamie Dornan mostly keeps his pants on
BDSM props deployed on Dakota Johnson were also termed ‘vanilla’
It was often remarked that EL James novels were far more explicit http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2948669/Frustrated-movie-critics-clamor-sex-flaccid-Fifty-Shades-Grey-fails-hot-collar.html#ixzz3RYqKDGpZ
BoB has too much class to brag on her grandson,Kiran. I however,do not suffer such an affliction. Her precious is already a month old. And,I trust,spoiled rotten. This is what life is all about.
That’s better
I did this when I was unhitching my fishing partner’s boat once. The pain was exquisite.
First,a word to my good friend Aussie and my bestest bud,Chrissy: when I began my post yesterday I had every intention of being as irate and vulgar as the mental midgets at Huffpo and DU. You can’t get two sentences in before the ‘F’ bombs are flying. For some reason,I just couldn’t. It’s my granny’s fault. She always taught me to have respect for other people and treat others as I would have them treat me. It seemed as I sat here typing,she was looking over my shoulder to make sure I wasn’t disrespecting her memory.
One of the most enduring grannyisms I have is: “Profanity is the feeble attempt of a weak mind to express itself forcefully.”
It is very common in the lesser-educated,welfare ghettoes that children as young as two are already using curse words they don’t even understand. It’s their culture. They have no dreams because they’ve had it drummed into their heads that they can’t do anything without the government because society is racist. I don’t have to understand it,I’m just grateful I was brought up better.
These are Obama’s people
He’s NOT loving it: Furious McDonald’s employee has an epic meltdown and totally trashes restaurant after being fired
Video has emerged of McDonald’s employee trashing restaurant in rage
Incident appears to have taken place after man was told he was fired
He can be seen shouting, swearing and smashing up items in outburst
Row took place in front of bemused customers who were visibly shocked
Nursing assistant ‘charged with the first-degree murder of University of Virginia student Hannah Graham’ five months after she was killed
Jesse Matthew, 33, was charged with abduction with intent to defile in September in case of 18-year-old Hannah Graham
The UVA student went missing after being seen leaving a bar at 2am on September 13
In October, Miss Graham’s body was found in a shallow grave eight miles from where she went missing
Matthews charges have now reportedly been upgraded to murder
The nursing assistant has also been linked to disappearance of UVA student Morgan Harrington in 2009
Former Vanderbilt football player, 21, sobs as he tells Dr Phil he wouldn’t have raped unconscious woman if his dad hadn’t died and left him without strong male figure
Cory Batey, 21, raped an unconscious student with three other men in a Vanderbilt dorm in June 2013 – in a horrific attack partly caught on camera
Poor bastard no doubt a football star since grade school,everybody telling him how special he was,getting a full-ride scholarship to Vandy,thinking he can get away with anything. Boo hoo hoo….I didn’t have no daddy! Like tens of millions of other welfare babies bred to whores and left to develop into street gang members and criminals.
Those of you who are regular visitors know it is not in my DNA to ‘suffer in silence’,let bygones be bygones’,or ‘live and let live.’ I make it a point never to deprive myself of an emotional outlet and I do not suffer fools,liars,thieves,societal parasites or hypocrites lightly. My belief is the Lord put me on this earth to completely piss off a certain number of people and my quota has not been met yet.
The lop-eared,purple-lipped,Kenyan half-breed stinking muslim sonofabitch who is tearing the country apart has just released his 332 page plan to take over the internet. This is an illegal power grab,but hey,it’s nothing new for this prick. There are many on the right who despise him at least as passionately as I do,but hopefully one day I’ll be considered dangerous enough to rate a visit from a couple thugs.
You will not find any links about Sunday’s Grammy Awards since I really don’t care about a bunch of no-talent egomaniacs congratulating each other before they all go have sex with some teenage groupies. The show seemed to be dominated by creatures indulging in the God-forsaken media referred to as ‘rap music.’ Basically it’s where Negroes jump up and down,doing obscene hand gestures while trying to swallow a microphone doing gutteral jungle chants to make “songs.” I sang professionaly for a time,but back then songs had musical notes,harmonies,melodies and instrumentation besides a drumbeat that’s the same on every recording it’s ever been my misfortune to hear. I always considered myself to have a pretty firm grip on the English language,but I can only pick out a word here and there.
There was a darky named Phallus,or something like that who did a number with a bunch of gay dudes and did that stupid ‘hands up’ crap,the little fruit named Prince,or whatever he calls himself today whined about ‘black lives matter’ and the worst was that negro West,whose claim to fame is banging a Kardashian, running onstage to snatch the award for album of the year from some little white kid named Beck and claimed Beyonce shoulda got it. It was the same act he pulled a couple years ago on Taylor Swift. Notice he picks on women and skinny white boys. Let this obnoxious ass try that with Trace Adkins or the guys from Metallica. It just galls me how much more brazen these tree-dwellers have gotten since theys a homey in Da House.
Fear not,the fun’s just starting.
The world is going mad
This also applies to people who fill out job applications with names like Daquon,Shanaynay Lavonzelle. HR people take one look and toss it on the bottom of the pile. They’ll deny it,because it’s illegal,but don’t tell me they don’t do it.
[Not to be confused with PARISIDIOT: Someone who thinks Paris Hilton is FASCINATING. -CtH]
There’s so much of this nonsense floating around,I have to check to make sure nobody here has already posted some of it. I’m doing it all in the header because I have plenty of other items. Trouble with these vapid,egotistical morons is they think anybody with an above-room-temperature are buying their bullcrap.
We don’t,but it doesn’t seem to matter much. Liberals lie. It defines them and how operate. If they were truthful nobody would ever put up with them. You’re never going to change them,so just have fun mocking them. Like grandad always said, ‘There’s a difference between laughed with and laughed at.’
Brian Williams Suspends Himself, But Says ‘Upon My Return…’
Just a little sabbatical until the heat’s off.
“In the midst of a career spent covering and consuming news, it has become painfully apparent to me that I am presently too much a part of the news, due to my actions.
“As Managing Editor of NBC Nightly News, I have decided to take myself off of my daily broadcast for the next several days, and Lester Holt has kindly agreed to sit in for me to allow us to adequately deal with this issue. Upon my return, I will continue my career-long effort to be worthy of the trust of those who place their trust in us.” http://www.truthrevolt.org/news/brian-williams-suspends-himself-says-upon-my-return
SOME OF THESE NEWS ITEMS ARE REAL,SOME MAY BE FABRICATED.I DON’T KNOW WHICH IS WHICH AND MAKE NO CLAIMS AS TO THEIR VERACITY.
Too Funny – The Latest Brian Williams Tale: “I Stared Down A Thug’s Snub-Nosed .38 While Selling Christmas Trees Out Of The Back Of A Truck” – 2005 interview with Esquire magazine
In a 2005 interview with Esquire magazine, Williams said a thief drew on him in the 1970s — leaving him “looking up at a thug’s snub-nosed .38 while selling Christmas trees out of the back of a truck.” http://pagesix.com/2015/02/08/residents-debunk-brian-williams-encounter-with-christmas-bandit/?_ga=1.73668562.135
BRIAN WILLIAMS: I Own “Part of the Fuselage” of Chopper That Crashed in Osama Bin Laden Raid
“I have something that fits that perfectly. I have friends among the Special Operations folks in the Pentagon. And I have a piece of the fuselage of the chopper that didn’t make it in Abbottabad. It’s one of the toughest things to get. And the president has a piece of it as well. And I didn’t ask any questions.”
For the record – The US never recovered the downed chopper.
Oh Good Grief – Not A Spoof: In 2011 Brian Williams Recalled Crawling On His Hands and Knees To Save A Puppy From a Burning Building…
My firehouse was a modest engine company — three engines, three garage doors and about 30 of the best men I’ve ever known. We fought all the usual fires that break out in the suburbs: brush fires, car fires, dumpsters, dryers, light fixtures — and worst of all, the occasional house, already in flames when we arrived.
I remember one such house fire — the structure was fully involved with flames and smoke. I was wearing a breathing apparatus, conducting a search on my hands and knees, when I felt something warm, squishy and furry on the floor of a closet. I instinctively tucked it in my coat. When I got outside, I saw two small eyes staring up at me, and I returned the 3-week-old (and very scared) puppy to its grateful owners.
I miss fighting fires every day. I miss everything about it — the sights, the smells, the equipment, the urgency — but mostly the camaraderie. I keep my fire helmet in my office at 30 Rock here in New York as a constant reminder of who I used to be and what I used to do. Mostly, I miss the service of it. Even on days when we answered no alarms, I was still able to say, “I served today. I was there, had I been needed by my neighbors.” (read more)
This is my favorite day to post. Sure there’s plenty going on,most of it outrageous,traitorous and downright disgusting. Maybe Mindful or Grunt could add some of the stuff.
A thought occurred to me yesterday….
We seem to be like the characters in the Archie comic books.
Grunt=Archie
Mindful=Reggie
Chrissy=Veronica
BoB=Betty
Me=Jughead.
I thought today might be a good day for some redneck funnies.Enjoy.
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