Happy Valen-meme’s Day!

Happy Valentines Day!

This is life in Iowa, Dec-Apr.

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Leon’s Sick Day Replacement Will Be Baby Animals And You’re Just Going To Deal With It

Yaaawnn…it’s a rainy crappy day, and eating lauraw’s pea seedlings is exhausting. I think I’ll put on my fluffy bunny slippers and take a nap.

This one isn’t a baby, but he’s trying to ACT like one, and I think you all know by now how I feel about rodents. My main beef with rodents is that they don’t crunch underfoot in a satisfying way the way you would imagine they do. Well, they don’t.

 

IMPOTENT UPDATE BY HOTSPUR:

This is for Laura:
bunnies

This is for Leon: (Get well.)
Can you find

And this is for Mare: (She’s always up to something.)
Mare

 

No puppies?  I fixt it (car in):

 

firefighter

 

 

(Colex) Trying to fix the images…

Monkey Meat Madness – Tuesday Tales of the Bush

“I told my children that we cannot continue eating bush meat or any dry meat because we fear that the Ebola is very near now,”

Next thing you know people will stop having sex in the bush too….

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POS Poat – Reconquista bitches!!!!

I’ve got a friend (of sorts) who purports to be a Messican and is always whining about racism, the plight of the boarder jumpers and welfare scammers blah, blah, blah –

I’ve tried to learn him a few things, economics, race designation, etc – no bueno. So now I just work on irritating him as much as I can. I start and end conversations with him by calling him my southern caucasian brother.

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October Birfday Wishes – POS Poot Edition

So it seems the H2 pumpkin patch was busy in October the last hundred or so years.

I forgot to say HBD to the September Hostages so consider yourselves Wished.

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Now onward to the October Surprises

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David Brooks is the Sandwich Artist of Virtue Signaling

From the NYTimes, so don’t click.

Recently I took a friend with only a high school degree to lunch. Insensitively, I led her into a gourmet sandwich shop. Suddenly I saw her face freeze up as she was confronted with sandwiches named “Padrino” and “Pomodoro” and ingredients like soppressata, capicollo and a striata baguette. I quickly asked her if she wanted to go somewhere else and she anxiously nodded yes and we ate Mexican.

American upper-middle-class culture (where the opportunities are) is now laced with cultural signifiers that are completely illegible unless you happen to have grown up in this class. They play on the normal human fear of humiliation and exclusion. Their chief message is, “You are not welcome here.”

–David Brooks

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