His best work, and it’s a high bar. Fight me.
There is no better description for the purpose of Trump’s impeachment than this.
His best work, and it’s a high bar. Fight me.
There is no better description for the purpose of Trump’s impeachment than this.
No, we haven’t skipped Tuesday, stay tuned!
I know, you were scared. It’s ok.
I’ll give you some memes now.
My wife and I went into town and visited a shop. When we came out, there was a cop writing out a parking ticket. We went up to him and I said, “Come on man, how about giving a senior citizen a break?” He just ignored us and continued writing the ticket.
I called him an “a**hole.” He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn-out tires.
So my wife called him a “s*ithead.” He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing more tickets.
This went on for about 20 minutes. The more we abused him, the more tickets he wrote. He finally finished, sneered at us and walked away. Just then our bus arrived, and we got on it and went home.
We always look for cars with Bernie Sanders stickers. We try to have a little fun each day now that we’re retired. It’s so important at our age!!
Good morning, and welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day. I scheduled this one ahead of time because trying to poat or even comment here is difficult when RoamyDad is being nosy.
Thinking of Scott, Laura, and Pupster.
Now for the hunks.
Birthday boy Michael Landes.
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There has been an event that cannot go unmentioned. One that will betray the trust we all put into one of America’s greatest institutions.
I was carrying out one of the greatest pleasures that all Americans enjoy all too often. A task where we celebrate the labors of our fellow Americans at the pinnacle of their everyday efforts. Something everyone can be proud of, something everyone does without much thought, but the impact of which will reach down to the core of the self. Such a delightful experience, with a beautiful globally warmed environment keeping my temperature at an elevated level.
After arriving home from my enlightened journey through the aisles of one of America’s greatest institutions, I was unaware of the events about to unfold. I let my guard down. I relaxed. I was not at the peak of my abilities. this made the tragedy that much more astounding.
It was during the preparations for the upcoming week that the full effect of events would hit me like a ton of bricks. I held aloft the sword of Damocles, ready to dispatch an unsuspecting victim to the list of accomplishments that must be completed to fulfill the week, when I witnessed the unfolding of the tragedy to befall all tragedies.