I hope it is just that I have been busy, and not that I am going senile. I see that I am a day late in publishing this issue. Not sure exactly how I lost a day. Oh, well. I hope it was worth the wait.
A few people have written in, saying that this new format I am using isn’t making the pictures any larger. Regular readers might remember me suggesting that this site looks better when viewed at 150%. It fills more of the screen that way, and the pictures are two or three times larger. I don’t understand why so many sites are formatted so that they don’t fill the screen at regular 100% zoom. I can only assume they are designed for viewing on mobile devices. If that is the case, I find it sad that not enough people surf the internet on an actual computer to make it worthwhile to format pages to suit them. Or am I the only one who is so poor sighted that it makes a difference?
I think most emojis are pointless, but these ones are especially so.
Maybe your No. 1 priority, when you are one of the most wanted men on Earth, shouldn’t be to try to become even more infamous.
Some people are better off poor.
So the inmates at the prison in Regina, Saskatchewan, are still refusing to eat. SO WHAT? Most of them could probably stand to lose a few pounds. And, as the premier says, don’t like prison food? Stay out of prison.
Update: On Friday the inmates either got hungry, or decided the food wasn’t so bad after all. Or both. They ended their strike.
Bread fraud was a serious issue in ancient Rome.
The resistance to gun control in America would be laughable if it wasn’t so serious. That people really believe the “gubmint” is coming to take their guns, just so that they will be unarmed, and can’t fight back, is incredible. If I understand it correctly, all the government wants to do is to make sure all firearms were obtained legally, and are used properly. And by properly, I mean for defense of their owners lives. When I read that Fox News actually suggested the tears Obama shed during his news conference were fake, I was incredulous. An onion hidden in the podium? Really? Now, before any gun supporters write angry comments, let me just say this: I have no problem with someone who lives in a crime ridden, or remote area owning a pistol or even a rifle. But there is NO FUCKING WAY anyone is going to convince me that anyone in private life needs an automatic weapon like an AR-15.
A list of the answers to some of the most misunderstood parts of the plan.
And I have seen multiple examples of this very thing happening. I believe a large part of it is racism.
WOW. Islamic State members do not fuck around. You know someone is dedicated to the cause when they execute their own mother. Or batshit crazy.
OK, he was raised in foster homes. Did those adults not allow him near water? Or teach him common sense?
Not being a fan of Apple, I get a certain amount of satisfaction when I read something like this.
Did some dinosaurs do mating dances, like some birds do?
Want to stop sexual harassment in the workplace? This is quite extreme, but I’ll bet it would work.
Ever whine about having a cold? Imagine finding out you have a parasitic twin living inside you.
Desert Island Disc #6. This will likely be the final playlist I publish, unless something significant happens in the next week. The last few playlists have only gotten one or two views each. If they are no longer popular, there is no point in putting them together.
I was a bit shocked to learn that David Bowie had died. I was not aware that he had cancer.
This attitude is probably not much different from a lot of regular 21 year olds, but, still, what a tool.
Apparently, Bob Dylan is a skilled welder, and creates decorative gates from scrap metal.
If you love animals, this video will be very hard to watch. The fact that you know it has a happy ending is all that makes it bearable. This dog had been so badly abused at the hands of…I hesitate to call the abusers humans, that it shrieked at the mere touch of someone who was only trying to help. Love finally overcame the animal’s fear.
“Dog Proof? We’ll see about that.”
A blind pit bull playing fetch.
Can anyone tell me if there is something I’m missing in this picture that qualifies it to be included in nearly every “Funny Pic Dump” I see, lately, or are there really so many people who have never seen snow before that they are fascinated by it.
As far as I am concerned, if you can’t control your anger well enough at something you saw on TV that you break it, you deserve not to have anything to watch. And to have to waste several hundred dollars to replace it.
Man “interviews” his 14 month old daughter. Cute. There are more episodes available in this “New Father” series.
Geologists have located a meteorite in Australia that is older than the Earth.
The Rosetta team is going to make one final attempt to rouse the Philae lander.
The latest data received from the New Horizons spacecraft shows some very interesting terrain.
Putting a spacecraft properly, and safely, into orbit around Jupiter is no easy feat.
Visible light that had been squeezed from a black hole has been seen for the first time.
It turns out that ignition problem with GM cars had a very cheap and simple fix. That the automaker ignored. Likely because of the costs associated with having dealerships make the replacements. But what is a life worth? You know some cold blooded bean counter had calculated the cost of the repairs versus the potential costs of settling X number of wrongful death lawsuits.
What in hell was this woman thinking?
Two old guys, one 70 and one 75, were sitting on a park bench one morning. The 75-year-old had just finished his morning jog and wasn’t even short of breath. The 70-year-old was amazed at the guy’s stamina and asked him what he did to have so much energy. The 75-year-old said, “well, I eat rye bread every day. It keeps your energy level high and you’ll have great stamina with the ladies.” So, on the way home the 70-year-old stopped at the bakery. As he was looking around, the saleslady asked if he needed any help. He said, “do you have any rye bread?” She said, “yes, there’s a whole shelf of it. Would you like some?” He said, “I want five loaves.” She said, “my goodness, five loaves! By the time you get to the 3rd loaf, it’ll be hard.” He replied, “I can’t believe everybody knows about this shit except me!”
A dog lover, whose dog was a female and in heat, agreed to look after her neighbor’s male dog while the neighbor was on vacation. She had a large house and she believed that she could keep the two dogs apart. As she was drifting off to sleep, that night, she heard awful howling and moaning sounds. She rushed downstairs and found the dogs locked together, unable to disengage. Unable to separate them, and even though it was very late, she called her vet, who answered with a very grumpy voice. After she explained the problem to him, the vet said, “Hang up the phone and place it on the floor alongside the dogs. I will then call you back and the noise of the ringing will make the male lose his erection and they will be able to separate.” “Do you think that will work?” she asked. “Just worked for me,” he replied.
“Sir, your daughter says she loves me, and she can’t live without me, she wants to marry me.” “It’s been a long time since men asked a girl’s father for permission to marry her, but I…” “No, I’m asking you to make her leave me the fuck alone.” . . Three cowboys were sitting in a bar discussing women. “I think Southern Women are the prettiest,” one of them said. “I think Southern women are the toughest,” said another. The third said, “I think they’re the most polite. That’s why they don’t like group sex.” His friends looked at him, confused. “They don’t like group sex?” “Nope, too many thank-you notes to write.”
A cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh Amarillo Theater. When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the cowboy, “Sorry, sir, but you’re only allowed one seat.” The cowboy groaned, but didn’t budge. The usher became more impatient. “Sir, if you don’t get up from there, I’m going to have to call the manager.” Once again, the cowboy just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up the aisle and in a moment, he returned with the manager. Together, the two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success. Finally, they summoned the police. The Texas Ranger surveyed the situation briefly and then asked, “All right buddy, what’s your name?” “Fred,” the cowboy moaned. “Where ya come from, Fred?” asked the Ranger. With terrible pain in his voice and without moving a muscle, Fred replied, “the balcony.”
A small tourist hotel was all abuzz about an afternoon wedding where the groom was 95 years old and the bride was just 23 years old. The groom looked pretty feeble and the feeling was that the wedding night might kill him since his young bride was a healthy, vivacious woman. But lo and behold, the next morning, the bride came down the main staircase slowly, step by step, hanging onto the banister for dear life. She finally managed to get to the counter of the little shop in the hotel. The clerk looked really concerned, “Whatever happened to you, dear? You look like you’ve been wrestling an alligator!” The bride groaned, hung on to the counter and managed to speak, “Geez, he told me he’d been saving up for 75 years, and I thought he meant his money!”
A woman was having a daytime affair while her husband was at work. One wet and lusty day she was in bed with her boyfriend when, to her horror, she heard her husband’s car pull into the driveway. ”Oh My God! Hurry! Grab your clothes,” she yelled to her lover,” and jump out the window. My husband’s home early!” “I can’t jump out the window!” came the strangled reply from beneath the sheets. “It’s raining out there!” ”If my husband catches us in here, he’ll kill us both!” she replied. “He’s got a very quick temper and a very large gun! The rain is the least of your problems!” So the boyfriend scoots out of bed, grabs his clothes and jumps out the window! As he began running down the street in the pouring rain, he quickly discovered he had run right into the middle of the town’s annual marathon. So he started running along beside the others, about 300 of them. Being naked, with his clothes tucked under his arm, he tried to “blend in” as best he could. It wasn’t that effective! After a little while, a small group of runners, who had been studying him with some curiosity, jogged closer. ”Do you always run in the nude?” one asked. ”Oh, yes!” he replied, gasping for air. “It feels so wonderfully free having the air blow over all your skin while you’re running.” Another runner moved alongside. “Do you always run carrying your clothes with you under your arm?” ”Oh, yes!” our friend answered breathlessly. “That way I can get dressed right at the end of the run and get in my car to go home!” Then a third runner cast his eyes a little lower and queried. ”Do you always wear a condom when you run?” ”Only when it’s raining,” he replied.
Fred is on his death bed and knows the end is near. His nurse, his wife, his daughter and 2 sons, are with him. He asks for 2 witnesses to be present and a camcorder be in place to record his last wishes, and when all is ready he begins to speak: “My son, Bernie, I want you to take the Mayfair houses.“ “My daughter Sybil, you take the apartments over in the east end.” “My son, Jamie, I want you to take the offices over in the City Centre.”…. “Sarah, my dear wife, please take all the residential buildings on the banks of the river.” The nurse and witnesses are blown away as they did not realize his extensive holdings, and as Doug slips away, the nurse says, “Mrs. Smith, your husband must have been such a hard-working man to have accumulated all this property” Sarah replies, “Property “? …. The Asshole had a Paper Route!”
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