Good Morning Campers,

We’re all suffering.  And we all know who’s to blame.  Prices are going through the roof!  I just filled my gas tank and it cost me almost $50! where a year ago it was half that.  What the hell America!  Gas prices at a 7 year high!

Biden’s approval rating is in the basement and yet there are still people out there who think he is doing a good job.  Granted, fewer now than before, and yet no one is doing or saying anything.  I feel like the lone voice in the wilderness.  Even the news is saying that there is no sense of urgency to solve any of these problems.

Why the hell not?

Have we all just become blind turnips? 

Are we all just content to sit back and let the government take care of us?

Folks, this is not going to work itself out!  This is not going to go away.  It’s time for us to stand up and get pissed off. 

Texas is continuing to build the wall in some portions of the state.  I saw that today.  I was happy to see that, but that is all private projects.  Not sure how that’s going to work out.  I’m sure the feds will get pissed off about that because that will cut off their voter base.

Yes, I know I’m just ranting about random things this morning.  It’s been a weird weekend and my mind is jumping from subject to subject and I think I need some laughter to straighten me out.  So, let’s go with that for a bit and see what happens from there, shall we?

And you thought your government didn’t experiment on you?  Silly human.

“And this will all be yours one day.”

Now THAT, Aussie Pete, is worth bragging about!

“Help!  I’m trap…never mind!”

I’m always forced to do shit I’m not

qualified for.  Like being nice to

fucking idiots.

This is what it looks like underneath a breaking wave.

Our buddy Pete sent us this great letter:

I don’t much care for Halloween but, I really like Haunted Houses, oh not because they are spooky or scary or anything like that. I suppose some people get a thrill being scared and surprised and all of that but, not me. No, I like them because about 30 years ago, my wife volunteered at the Haunted House the local charity was putting on. Witches, ghosts, goblins, spooks all the blood and gore, she was really getting into it that night. Well, after it was all over, it was time for clean-up. Someone handed her a broom and……..I ain’t seen her since….

I’m trying to figure out what’s left that you’re allowed to do.

I don’t always walk the walk or even talk the talk, but if you ever need anyone to drink the drink, I’m totally there for you.

And I just thought I worked with them, I didn’t know you could buy them and ship them in!

The pollen is so bad this year that the drug dealers are trying to turn their meth back into Sudafed.

Why did the art thief’s getaway vehicle run out of fuel?

He had not Monet to buy Degas to make the  Van Gogh.

I hate it when people say “guess what your ex is doing.”

No thanks, I had to do that while we were together.

When you’re dead, you don’t know you’re dead.

All of the pain is felt by others.

The same thing happens when you’re stupid.

9 am Me:  I think I’ll roast a chicken for dinner, steam some asparagus, make mashed potatoes …

4:45 pm Me:  Hi, I’d like to order a large pepperoni pizza for delivery.

— Dad, give me a Galaxy S5?

**What’s the magic word?

— Rachel.

**What?  Rachel?

— Your mistress

**What color shall I buy?  Do you need a case?

Short list today … which is okay, since I need to wrap up this extra long issue anyway — lol

Like I said … every single issue…the fucking bastard does too work for all of us!!

Police:  Knock Knock

Me:  Who is it?

Police:  It’s the police

Me:  What do you want?

Police:  We just wanna talk

Me:  How many of you are there?

Police:  Two

Me:  Then talk to each other

Believe it or not, I’m enough of a chef, that I actually have a set of these.

I actually teach that in one of my classes that men have less color recognition than women do.  Men are like windows default, we have like 12 colors, max and women have the 217 choices that come with the upgrades.

Not asking any questions … your wife or sister is allowed to do whatever she likes…pounding or rotary.

And with that, I’m calling it a day.