Good Morning Campers,
Well … I’m going out of town again next week. Back up to Alpena, Michigan to help out another base with an exercise. So, not sure how that will work out with Dragon Laffs. Last time, if I remember correctly, I was still able to put out a couple of issues, but this time, with everything else going on, who knows. But, I am going to try. Hopefully there won’t be a friggin’ blizzard like there was last year when we went up there. Leaving on Sunday, driving back next Saturday on Halloween. Should be great fun. In the meantime, I’ll keep you guys inf0med and let’s do some laughing.
I need everyone to wish me luck. I have a meeting at the bank later and if all goes well, I will be out of debt. I’m so excited I can barely put on my ski mask.
I have met my quota for stupid people this year.
I am no longer taking applications.
I rolled my eyes so hard, I checked out my own ass.
Impish Dragon Dating Tip: Girls like a man that takes charge, so take her to dinner, take her to the movies, take a hostage, overthrow the government, nuke her ex’s hometown, buy her a kitten.
Impish Dragon Parenting Tip: When you lose your children in the house, turn off the Wi-fi. They’ll come out immediately. Your neighbors may even drop by as well.
Yeah, I can dig that…cause I have no damn idea how the hell it is now late on Wednesday and I still haven’t finished Thursday’s issue…so here’s the deal. I work until bed time and you guys get what you get. Sorry to put it that way but I’ve had a crappy week. Mrs. Dragon had her second eye surgery today, we are having hostilities at work, by creatures I was sure were … if not friends, at least allies, whom I’ve done many significant favors for and spoken quite highly of to many important and high ranking kings and queens. Anyway, be that as it may, at this point in time, I am still going to Alpena next week, so I will probably be able give you guys some updates from there … hopefully. Since I won’t be able to go out partying with the younger folks. Mostly because I will be broke due to all the surgeries and such. LOL!
Anyway, back to the fun stuff, shall we?
I really need a day between Saturday and Sunday.
Yeah, it’s an old joke, but it’s so true … so sadly true.
Woulda been nice if 2020 took me out to dinner before it fucked me like this.
Cigarettes and alcohol have warning labels because they are addictive, dangerous and destroy lives.
And yet women are just allowed to roam about freely!
Be sure to bring up politics at Thanksgiving this year to save on Christmas gifts!
Now that is a shirt I would wear every single day!!!!
Social media has made too many of you comfortable with disrespecting people and not getting punched in the mouth for it.
Ain’t that the truth!
I hate links in blogs. I really do … but this one is really worth watching. Trust me or not, but it is. Thanks to Sasquatch for sending it to me.
Here’s an old joke with a nice new twist:
My wife and I went into town and visited a shop. When we came out, there was a cop writing out a parking ticket.
We went up to him and said, “Come on man, how about giving a senior citizen a break?”
He ignored us and continued writing the ticket. I called him an “asshole.” He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn-out tires. So, Shirley, my wife, called him a “shithead.”
He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. This went on for about 20 minutes. The more we abused him, the more tickets he wrote. He finally finished, sneered at us and walked away.
Just then our bus arrived, and we got on it and went home. We always look for cars with Biden 2020 stickers. We try to have a little fun each day now that we’re retired. It’s so important at our age.
People say 60 is the new 40.
The cop who just pulled me over didn’t agree.
These kids think they invented everything. LOL. Boy are they ever wrong.
I was at the Post Office where I see a blonde woman shouting into an envelope. I asked, “What are you doing?”
The blonde replied, “Sending a voice mail.”
And with that, I’m calling it a day. Until we meet again my friends,