from Penn Station in New York: a commercial ad with someone’s handwritten appeal to the masses: “Kill All Republicans” – which appears to be some lowly prole’s spontaneous and sincere representation of the will of the unwashed masses.
This picture is a testament to the successful completion of a long-term, systematic programming of mass consciousness by the media, education, and entertainment subsidiaries of the Party Central Committee – starting with the unconditional love of other people’s money and ending with the unconditional rage against enemies of the people.
The demonization of the opposition is meant to be the final stage of revolutionary conditioning. It seems that it just may be completed on schedule, with four more years to solidify the revolutionary fundamental transformation of America.
1a/1b – this is an almost total win outside of being incredibly rude. ingenuity in finding a covered parking spot and committing to parking within – win.
2. definite win – not because sharting is winning, because someone, somewhere knows they got one over on us all. personally, since the fortune cookies predictions never come true, i’d welcome silly fortune cookies as an alternative choice in the department
11. swimming goggles and a snorkel on a motorcycle in the rain. win for making me laugh at the practical genius of it all.
16. any kid with that many legos wins. he can build a lego snow shovel. problem solved.
There are some horrible fails, though. Do Not Breath Under Water, a crystal clear bell signaling the true arrival of actual stupidity.
@AWD, know what professional tattoo artists call those face tattoos?
No-jobbers, cause, well, obviously, if you get one you won’t be getting a real job.
That freaking elf. Narc.
I hate the elf. My daughter was introduced to the elf last year in first grade, then again this year. All she talked about since the week before Thanksgiving is the stupid elf.
Her dad took her to Barnes & Nobel’s the weekend after Turkey day. She convinced dad to let her buy the elf with her own money. It was $30 plus tax for a cheaply made, felt, doll, a book and a display case.
If not familiar the elf is a “helper” (narc) for Santa. Your kid names his/her elf and it magically becomes “real” and every night flies back to the North Pole to tattle to Santa. I tried EVERYTHING to convince her she did not want this little informant in the house, no deal.
So, for nearly a month her dad had to move “Snowball” from here, to there, to somewhere else.
I continued to wish it harm.
At least it is done for another year. Redrum indeed.
My dad had a policy with respect to our Lego collection. Anytime he stepped on one, it went into the trash. He may have thrown away that many Legos over the course of our childhood! He’d have been smarter to quit buying the damn things.
I’ve had a Bobcat tractor stuck as bad as the tractor above. I had to dig around the tires then let it sit for 10 days while the ground dried up some before I could get it out. We even had two pickup trucks chained to it trying to get it unstuck. I even lost a Bobcat in a river one day and had an easier time retrieving it than getting that one unstuck from the mud!
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