Looks like I will be sporting my Archie Bunker campaign button again in 2020, since I don’t have a button for Pat Paulsen. I remember my dad hated that a comedian candidate was able to get into the voter guide. But Even then I thought that parody and mockery have a place in political discourse.
Dad should have ran, I would have voted for him, “the cribbage candidate”.
This is from a Jensen-Byrd Wholesale hardware catalog from 1951, that my dad had and referred to once in a blue moon. A huge hardback thing that Mr. Drucker would haul out if he didn’t have what you needed in stock.
I imagine some guys would buy extra bulbs and lenses and extra D batteries, because night fishing is the best.
I found a batch of these novelty “Comic Cards” from probably the 1950’s? when I was rooting around in one of my filing cabinets.
In this one, two dogs have to pee, but they are afraid to use the only tree-like object in the vicinity, a rather imposing totem pole.
My dog doesn’t get the joke- He’s a squatter, not a leg-lifter.
Scroll down for more, but please note, they could be considered NSFW depending on how uptight your boss is.
The lady with the irritated nipples is looking at the sailor like, “See what shit I put up with?”
I don’t get this one. Didn’t she have about nine months to ascertain the identity of the father? Mom seems to be in shock. Maybe she never learned about the birds and the bees, and the flowers and the trees, and a thing called love.
PFC Looney was given a full military burial, and his high school football coach gave an inspiring speech at halftime, urging the team to “Win one for the Zipper!”
I would have called this bull a cowpoke, not a cowpuncher. But I’m not from around here.
Mr. Hotchkiss’ HMO doesn’t even cover three-headed babies.
“Oh, she’s gone with the Schwinn again! She has this sudden obsession with bicycling.”
I picked up Grand Theft Auto 5 maybe two years ago now? Three? I enjoy driving around listening to the goofy talk radio.
Unfortunately, the idea is to follow a directed mission, I got stuck at the part where I am supposed to jump from a moving vehicle onto a boat that is being towed and the driver seems intent on not allowing me to complete this task, ludicrous as it is in the first place.
So I haven’t played it for some time. I got to thinking about it, normally I am not a big fan of cheat codes, but then again I’m getting older and my reflexes aren’t what they were. So it was either that or suffer the humiliation of asking my son to be a stunt double of sorts, which he would surely lord over me for a mighty long time.
I found what looks like a pretty good set of cheats at this page
We have this free service from the post office that emails you scans of what you are going to get in the mail that day. I look at it first thing in the morning.
I am thinking about canceling that service.
Why? Because this morning it showed we were getting letters from the IRS. So I fretted about that all morning. Turned out it was just a bill for $8.47 interest, stemming from amended taxes for the previous year.
I was so happy, I drew smiley faces and little hearts on the check, and sprayed it with Teresa’s perfume.