As many of you know, I have some physical problems that at times preclude me from doing much of anything.
Well, this has been one of those weeks.
So, I wish to apologize ahead of time because I know that it will not be all that it could be.
Now, having gotten the obligatory apology out of the way, let’s get started on some of the things that need to be said!
Lethal and I have been preaching this since the LAST election! And now the time is finally here. There may not be anyone you want to vote for, but I will bet you a donut to a ten-dollar bill that there are people you’d like to vote against.
You all know how we feel about Hillary and our opinions have been being proven day by day and week by week. She is a proven liar. She is a liability that this country just can’t afford at this point in time.
All of us thought that electing a black man would be a good thing for this country but we all knew that Obama wasn’t the right black man. Now, I know a lot of you think that it is high time that a woman be elected president and I agree with you! Just not this woman! Liar, thief, and dare I even whisper, murderer! Please my friends, get out there and vote and make sure she doesn’t get any closer to the oval office than a jail cell in Maryland.
There is another very important announcement that needs to happen today, but I think what we need at this point is to get a little laughter in our mouths to get the really lousy taste of politics out.
Okay, so yeah, it’s after Halloween and all that, and yeah, I’m really sick to death of Halloween candy, and those of you who know me, know how tough that is to do, but this video is definitely worth watching, even though it has a Halloween theme and I know you are all as sick of Halloween as I am.
A new supermarket opened near my house. It has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.
When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and experience the scent of fresh hay.
When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle, the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.
The veggie department features the smell of fresh buttered corn.
I don’t buy toilet paper there any more.
Okay, so that last one is pretty much the only one that I think really should be used. That’s the end of my political cartoons…at least the ones that I have right now. I’m sure by next week, when we know who our new leader will be, I’ll have a bunch more.
An old priest lay dying in a hospital. He had served the people of the
nation’s capital for many years.
He motioned for the nurse to come near.
“Yes Father?” said the nurse.
“I would really like to see Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama before I die”
whispered the priest.
“I will see what I can do” said the nurse.
The nurse sent the request to Washington and waited for a response.
Soon an answer came back, both Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama would be
delighted to visit the priest.
As they were driven to the hospital Hillary commented to Obama “I don’t know
why this old priest wants to see us, but it certainly will help our images
and may even help my election prospects”.
Obama agreed it was a good thing.
When they arrived at the priest’s bedside, the Priest took Hillary’s hand in
his right hand and Obama’s hand in his left hand.
There was silence and a look of serenity on the old priest’s face.
Finally Obama spoke “Father, of all people you could have chosen, why did
you chose us to be with you at this time when your end is so near?”
The old priest slowly replied “I have always tried to pattern my life and
behavior after our Lord and Savior.”
“Amen” said Hillary.
“Amen” said Obama.
The old priest continued “Our Savior died between two lying, thieving
bastards and I would like to do the same!”
Lovers help each other undress before sex. However, after sex, they always dress on their own.
Simple Truth: In life, no one helps you once you’re screwed.
When a lady is pregnant, all her friends touch her stomach and say, “Congrats”. But, none of them touch the man’s penis and say, “Good job”.
Simple Truth: Some members of a team are never appreciated.
At 2 am on Sunday morning, due to the magic invested in Daylight Savings Time, it instantly becomes 1 am again.
And everyone gets an extra hour of sleep.
And with that.
Cheers my friends.