Man, it sure has sucked to be a leftie this last week or so. Outdone by Donny Two Scoops, the single biggest idiot ever to populate the White House (their words).
Thursday In A Hurry
Everyone but me has an excuse why they can’t be at camp to supervise the load of crushed rock we’re getting. When we bought the camp several years ago the driveway was covered with crushed rock. Some idiot tried to help by plowing the driveway of snow in the winter when we weren’t there. Most of the rock ended up on the lawn and dirt road. When it rains the driveway is a morass.
Watermelon Douche Chills
Gather round my friends and lend an ear, there’s a tale needs to be told. This is the abridged version. For the complete story you’ll need to pony up 50 cent to my publisher.
You see, there was once a man, so big he shook the ground with each mighty step. For a snack he’d eat an entire ox and pick the gristle from his big-as-a-surfboard teeth with the ox horns.
Cheeseball Fiesta
It’s truly the most wonderful time of the year. My shopping is all done, I bought a big supply of white tissue paper and gift bags and that’s my “wrapping plan”. Let’s face it, my attempts at wrapping a present most closely resemble a kindergartner’s art project. Part of the preparations include cooking and meal planning. My fruitcake is done. We’re debating the Christmas meal. Some kind of beef or pork. The meat case at Sam’s will determine my final choice. Another thing I’m tackling for the first time is a cheese ball. Tackling as in preparing. I’ve partaken in many a cheese ball over the years. So …
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