Friday, May 02, 2008

Too Cool Too Smooth For Strawberry

Sometimes I still chuckle at the feedback on Raul Malo and The Mavericks a few fests back.

Somehow, I stumbled over these guys, and thought: "Hey, these guys are smooth!!" 

And kewl!! Loved them then, still do.

Here's another one, it's even smoother and kewler, like a lounge act: ;-) 

Oh, Rod Argent (Argent, Time Of The Season) is piano, Colin is the lead vocal. ;-) 







Thursday, May 01, 2008

Eh, People, PLEASE!

A MODICUM of decency? 

So like, if he escalates in his behavior, what?

Socks? Bra's? 

On the other hand, I'm somewhat wont to bust this guy with my own hands and make him hurt bad.

Then, of course, find some proper societal treatment to rehab him (not).

One that makes him recall the PAIN he suffered, from doing what he's apparently UNWILLING to accept, that's just wrong. And it's an assault, victimless or not, it's an assault.

What IS it with fucked up humans? Small and trivial, or mass murderers? 

They think they can TAKE people's stuff, or invade their space? 
Hell, they are in MY hood, too . . . . I'm just sayin . . . 

Harumph. 

Git a rope.



Wednesday, April 30, 2008

To Dream, Perchance . . . To Woof?

You raise 'em right out there. 

Another good 'un. 

Saaaaaaa-LUTE!


Monday, April 28, 2008

Not my fault...the eggs...they made me do it...mmmmmmmmMolson's....


So...

Every morning Bill Clinton takes a jog in his new home town of Chappaqua.

Each day he passes a hooker on a particular street corner and, as he goes by, she shouts out, "fifty dollars ", and he replies, "no, five dollars!"

This continues for several days. He runs by, she says, "fifty dollars," and he says, "no, five dollars! "

One day, Hillary decides that she wants to go jogging with Bill. As they are approaching the now infamous street corner, Bill suddenly realizes that the hooker will bark out her $50 offer and that he will have some explaining to do with the junior Senator.

As they turn the corner, Bill is still in a quandary as to what to do.

Sure enough, there is the hooker. The hooker looks up as Bill and Hillary jog by and yells to Bill, "See what you get for five dollars? "

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