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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.

Friday, February 3, 2012

HUMANS BEHAVING PECULIARLY


Not so peculiar is her wearing this "clothing", but rather the people making the laws that require her to wear ANYTHING that could be construed to be clothing.


Do you ever think that paper cuts are trees last revenge?


I was in a very similar situation in Paris one time...


I remember the day I realized I was getting old when my ex-girlfriends were getting pregnant on purpose.


I like people with common interests...


The price of apathy towards public affairs is to be ruled by evil men.
- Plato


Meet the producers of Two Girls, One Cup....


What is the difference between a rocker and a jazzman?
A rocker plays 3 chords in front of 3,000 people and a jazzman plays 3,000 chords in front of 3 people.


Mother of the Year, 1957....


Last time I had a piece of ass was when my fingers ripped through the toilet paper.


Juxtaposition this, bitch....


Reality is for people who lack imagination.


Why in the name of Mary Lou Retton would she do this?!?


I piss in the middle of the toilet to maximize noise and assert my fucking dominance.


Her mother must be so proud....and own a McDonalds....
I wonder if she has ever seen how that shit is made....


TRUE: A woman was asked to prove her age when buying a pack of teaspoons because they could be used as drug paraphernalia.


I have never understood why people put their lives in the hands of people they don't know just for a thrill....


The way I see it, as soon as a baby is born, he should be issued a banjo.


Well, you said you wanted equality....


I've found that I could pick up many more women by substituting the word "one" for "you", as in:
"One never truly knows another until one sees them naked."
If you can squeeze in an "indeed" you will get layed.


You think this lady was also a boxer?


1. Open fridge. Nothing to eat.
2. Open pantry. Nothing to eat.
3. Lower standards and repeat.


Oh, look, somebody needs a spotter. May I help?"


When I open a bottle of wine I always give it time to breathe. If it doesn't look like it's breathing, I give it mouth-to-mouth.





Whoever said everyone gets a second chance was obviously the one throwing the knives.


Spooky, this.....


I wonder if Cyclops' mother ever said, "Don't you roll your eye at me, young man!"



DO NOT let this man around any sharp objects....


Punxsutawney Phil made is prediction without a shadow of a doubt.




Horse - 1, Rider - 0.......


I don't drink to make myself more exciting.
I drink to make other people more exciting.



There is a rap sheet/rap sheep joke in here somewhere....
"Your singing is not that baaaaaaaad."


Am I the only one on the planet who didn't know that UFB meant Unfucking Believable?



This is a photo that appeared in one of London's leading newspapers. It followed a group of soldiers on dangerous missions, then took this group photograph....


I hate being bipolar. It's fantastic!



They later had to apologize when it was discovered that one of the troops had his dick out.


I remember when waking up was the second hardest thing in the morning.




Damn! I mean, just DAMN!!!

I want my children to have all the things I couldn't afford; then I'll move in with them.


"The other"..... fascinating......


Like high-heeled shoes, fashion that is illogical bothers me.


I understand that people have been wearing costumes for a long, long time.


Mostly to identify them for the "other", much like a sports teams...


Even their supporters (myself included) wear types of uniforms to show our allegiance....


These women all got Elvis haircuts in the '50's. Why? Why not?


And for all their "break all the rules" bullshit, hippies all dressed more or less the same and had very similar hair styling....

Now let's take a look at peculiar invented people....



On a serious note....
How did we go from a nation of people who made it on our own to a nation who wants to be given things? When was the day that we collectively forgot that to get a handout was demeaning? 
 And please don't try to tell me that the corporations get theirs, so I want mine. This is not about "them"; it is about us....personally. When I had two children and both my wife and I were in college we were so fucking poor we applied for food stamps. One trip to the grocery store was all it took for us to come up with a plan B. The way people looked at us...or the way we perceived them looking at us...sent me out looking for my third part-time job to buy the fucking food. I have never regretted that decision.
And before you tell me that there are some people who can't find work....I offer you this.

TOONS TO AMUSE....


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ONE OF MY VERY OWN....

NAKED WOMEN BEING ARTY....



NOTE: I have a rare Saturday post coming out tomorrow.



2 comments:

The Boy said...

I was reading the news this morning, and at first did not think this would go with the blog theme of the day. but your brief post on jobs made me want to share this with you. these are 10 jobs that are dying right before our eyes. But some are necessary with advancements in technology, but i want you to look at the number one job that is dying in this country.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/02/02/occupations-in-decline_n_1250058.html#s658841&title=1_Farmers_Ranchers

Jambe said...

You might like this guy's stuff:

http://benheine.deviantart.com/gallery/25132782

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