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I'm an artist, educator, militant anti-theist , and I write. I gamble on just about anything. And I like beer...but I love my wife. This blog contains observations from a funny old man who gets pissed off every once in a while.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

FRIDAY 5/21/10

I got another letter published in the newspaper...

A comfortable way to build revenue

Although I have been held in the grip of devil nicotine for most of my life, I applaud the increase in the tax on cigarettes. As one writer implied, cigarettes serve no purpose, thus are fair game for taxation.

I respectfully suggest another item that should be considered for revenue enhancement: neckties. It is the only part of a man’s wardrobe that serves no purpose whatsoever. I don’t even own one of the foul things. Further, white-collar workers (who wear ties), as a rule make more money than blue-collar workers (who do not wear ties); therefore could more easily afford the tax.

There probably will be intense opposition from the powerful haberdashery lobby, but with enough public support, we should prevail.

Ralph H. Waldrop

Columbia

MINDFUCK (you might need to enlarge)
HIGHLIGHT BETWEEN BRACKETS BELOW FOR ANSWER:
[ GARDEN OF EDEN WITH ADAM AND EVE LYING NAKED TOWARD THE TOP ]
Weather...it will fuck you up...stay til 2 minute mark...

"What do you look for in a man?" he asked.

"A high pain threshold," she said.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
We now have a Muslim poll dancer as Miss USA. What were the odds?
I vow to never again to eat things for money.
Speaking of karma...
Jack Harris, 86, spent seven-and-a-half years working on a 5000-part jigsaw puzzle only to find there was ONE piece missing.

Don't be a jerk! Drink and drive responsibly!

They have found three more amazing images of Jesus...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
All god does is watch us and kill us when we get boring.
We must never, ever get boring.
I say no to alcohol....but it just doesn't listen.
"The reason lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place is that the same place isn't there the second time."

On average, nothing is average.

One of my very own...
I grew up in the projects. How bad was it?
I slept on an old dog bed stuffed with old wigs.
I once watched a prostitute stab a clown.
I seen a blind guy bite a police horse.
My new puppy committed suicide after seeing my bathroom.
I once bit into a burrito and found a child's shoe in it.
I seen a hooker eat a tire.
A pack of dogs took over and successfully ran a Wendy's.
I once saw a baby give another baby a tattoo...
...AND THEY WERE BOTH DRUNK!
And our basketball hoop was a ribcage...A RIBCAGE!
Lastly, the GUY PART....AND ANOTHER PAINTED LADY!!!

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Ralph,
It was wonderful to meet you yesterday. I am Levi's friend from Venezuela. Very nice and interesting pictures. Little sad about the piece missing in the puzzle. That's life sometimes!, but, some people will try to make it up, some people will try to find the right one.
Francisco

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