The “selfie” phenomenon generally gives me a rash. Nevertheless, here’s my most recent self-portrait. Methinks it doest have a certain je ne sais quoi, non?
Now, off to apply some Budreaux’s Butt Paste for the rash. . .
"In a democracy (‘rule by mob’), those who refuse to learn from history will be the majority and will dictate that everyone else suffer for their ignorance."
The “selfie” phenomenon generally gives me a rash. Nevertheless, here’s my most recent self-portrait. Methinks it doest have a certain je ne sais quoi, non?
Now, off to apply some Budreaux’s Butt Paste for the rash. . .
Old age is the only legitimate way to commit suicide. All other ways are for cowards.
. . .talk about how humble I am very often. . .
Go ahead, y’all. talk among yourselves, then.
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Methinks my Wonder Woman’s “Welkommen” door plaque clashes with my “Go Away” door mat. . .
My Wonder Woman isn’t particularly fond of a song I sometimes sing. Maybe it’s because it features her cat. . .
To the tune of “Muhammad Ali” (Float Like A Butterfly, Sting Like a Bee)
Catrina, Catrina the cat,
Floats like a butterball
‘Cos she is fat. . .
I don’t get it. What’s the problem?
Nearly 70 years ago/last week. So, ya think I look better without the beard? ?
I don’t generally like costume parties. The last one I went to, about 42 years ago, was a Halloween costume party. I went as a nearly penniless grad student. *pa-dump-bump*
But, if I were to go to costume parties nowadays, in this age of SJWs berating folks for racism (and all other kinds of pseudo-“isms”and -“phobias”), methinks I might dress up as my favorite characters from books read as a young lad or from even earlier childhood: Little Black Sambo (eschewing the blackface makeup, just cos I don’t wear makeup well, at all, at all ?), Mowgli (now there’s a sight: Mowgli as some Olde Pharte in his seventh decade. Pass the mind bleach, please. *heh*), Uncle Tom (again, no makeup — it’s not you; it’s me 😉 ), etc.
Why? I dunno. Just to provoke some lame brained (or brain-dirtied) idiot into mockable behaviors. Because.
Now you know why I no longer get invited to parties. Works for me. Too many people give me a rash.
PA way to deal with muggers: “Maybe you can help me find my wallet. It’s in ‘urban cammo’ pattern, and I can’t find it anywhere.”
*pa-dump-bump*
I forgot what I was going to write.
YW.