Stop giving your children Bible names without giving them Bible lessons.
Yesterday I was robbed by Abraham.

I call myself names all the time...really ugly ones. Then I pat myself on the back for takin' it like a man...

Hump day is great.

But Friday Jr is so much better.

Exactly like them, but not exactly

Ordered a mail-order bride last month. She arrived this morning.
But I'm returning her. She arrived deflated.

I'm a drunk. I pour my drinks. I don't mix them like alcoholics do.

 SeriousLee wrote:
Booooo! Hisssssss!        OK, just as long as the Yankmees don’t take the division.
Glad to hear that.  All I can say is that I wake up every day.  

 GeneP59 wrote:


Hey Gene. Things are ok here. Hope you're doing fine. Glad the Blue Jays finally beat the Red Sox last night. 

 SeriousLee wrote:

  Longtime no hear. I hope things are good with you.

Life.

It's all about memories.

And today you are creating memories. You are creating life.

"There's no hope for a better yesterday" (Dabo Swinney)

In other news, it's been said that nihilism is like pugilism with a toothpick. I don't know who said it or what it means but it doesn't matter.

And in the big fight last night, brawn beat brain by landing three punches to one logical fallacy.

Turns out projection is something like 99.999999% of the future. Dream what you eat, eat what you sew. 
Mop got your slop? Drop it with a plop. Crease in your peace? Time to change the grease.
 Burn got your churn? World turn your learn. Rhyme in the crime? Time out of slime.

I was thinking of a new social media platform called Twiddle. I don't know, seemed like an interesting way to spin kyarn into epic confoundlings and air fresheners. 
I could drop in like a Twiddler and thumble through some bad jokes and otherwise play surf music through conch shells. I don't know; seemed interesting to preponderate over...

Eye before eek except after seek

If weird and strange had a baby would it be eccentric or just modal?

I'm sick of people texting and running red lights and littering and beating their kids and letting the horse they rode in on take dumps on my facebroke. I think I'm gonna give it to them good on my flog blog log. Hell I might even tell them off in my letter to the creditor...I mean editor. They'll read it and get pissed off and change all the ways I hate them. And boyyyyyy do I hate them. That'll show 'em. I bet they won't be able to sleep at night and that suits me fine. Speaking of fines, I hope they pay the piper cause he needs a new flute and his music is getting kind of strange. Sort of like blusted blisters on dipsy dumpsters...
Not only that but the teeth! Has anybody seen the teeth? Like carpals on a tunnel vision. Dare I say more?

Here of late I've been suffering from undiagnosed clinical digression. Someone might say "hey, if it's undiagnosed how can it be clinical?"
To which I allow, "Irony my good man. Hey your shoes are untied! Next question".

who says it? I say it. And the little man who talks to me in the bathroom, what's his name, Jedediah,  and that loser who carries my golf clubs all the time. so yes, it's the Gulf of America.  and it's a great big gulf, the biggest in the world, really, it's the envy of every land, even Atlantis.

On Movies channel, Casablanca is on tonight.