Dragon Laffs

 

As you enter the usual campground area you see that there is a long line in front of the biggest tent you’ve ever seen.  This one is even bigger than the last “Biggest Tent You’ve Ever Seen.”  It covers the entire campground, not just the area where you normally view the latest issue of Dragon Laffs, but the entire camping area.  You see that there is only one line, but two doorways in to the tent. 

You notice two of the Cyber Lethals checking IDs and then herding the person or party into one doorway or another.  It seems as though the older members, members with very young children and the infirm are going through the right doorway and the young people and those of stronger and more vigorous constitutions are going in the left side.

As you get closer, you can see Ginny and Diaman arguing with Paul (aka Paul the Old Fart).  You can  just catch a few phrases here and there, but as Paul is getting louder and louder, you begin to hear more of the conversation:

Paul: I AM NOT going through the Kiddie side!

Ginny: It’s NOT the Kiddie side.  It is a side for anyone who may have problems getting scared inside.

Paul: I’ve been a Fire Fighter all my life!  Do you think that Impish or Lethal can set up some fake props with people in costumes jumping out and grabbing someone is going to frighten ME?!  Do you think I won’t be able to HANDLE IT?

Diaman: Paul, no one says you can’t handle it.  It is a decision that the Cyber Lethals’ programing has decided.  You just fall into their category of …

Paul:  I know that!  And most of the rest of those old codgers would probably fall over with a heart attack by going in there, but I’M NOT ONE OF THEM!

Before either of them could get wound up any further, Lethal Leprechaun strolls up and gives Ginny and Diaman a kiss on the cheek and Paul a firm handshake and asks, “What’s going on folks?  Something I can do to help?”

Paul: Yes.  Yes you can.  You can let me inside the adult side of the tent and not humiliate me by sending me in with the kiddies.

Lethal: Ah, I see.

Lethal makes a gesture and one of the Cyber Lethals approaches him.  Lethal excuses himself and steps over to the side and begins speaking in hushed tones with the robot.  After a few moments of the back and forth, Lethal nods and a slot opens up in the stomach area of the machine man.  Out of this slot pops several sheets of paper.  Lethal uses the Cyber Lethal’s metal shoulder to tap the pages into a neat stack and gestures for Paul and the two ladies to come over. 

As they approach, he says something else to the robot which turns around and a smallish shelf pops out of his back.

Lethal: Okay, Paul.  I understand the problem.  You fit the profile of the people who should go into the right side, and not the left.  What I have here is a little legal document that basically says that you and subsequently any member of your family, friends, children, etc. will hold DL&LL Enterprises and myself and Impish Dragon completely un-responsible for any and all problems, side effects, subsequent defects and any other problem or issue listed or not listed in the document.  It runs to 137 pages, so I’m pretty sure that our legal department has all the bases covered.  This is not the first time we have had someone sign a document of this type.  Basically, by signing this document you are giving up all rights to suing us if you get hurt.  Physically or mentally.

Paul:  Where’s the pen, I’ll sign.

Lethal: I’m not quite done yet.  Your immediate family needs to sign this as well since they must both approve you going in and accepting the fact that you might get hurt.  That would be Ginny.  She holds the actual key as to whether or not you can enter the left side.  Oh, and if she agrees, she must accompany you through the entire thing.

Paul: Ginny?  Would you sign this please?

Ginny: No Paul.  I can’t.  I can’t have you go inside there against the better advice of Lethal’s robots.  I just can’t.  You are …

You realize you are passed the couple discussing which door to go in and realize that you have entered the tent and since you were so intent on listening to the couple argue that you’re not sure which door you went in.  Did you go in the easy door or the one that your physician had to sign off saying your heart was strong enough or the supposed, easier one?

As you wander deeper in the darkness, the rest of us will join the issue.

So….it’s Halloween…time for ghosts and goblins to run from door to door begging treats and threatening tricks.  But, where did this very much different holiday come from?  Well, according to the History Channel…

History of Halloween
Straddling the line between fall and winter, plenty and paucity, life and death, Halloween is a time of celebration and superstition. It is thought to have originated with the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain, when people would light bonfires and wear costumes to ward off roaming ghosts. In the eighth century, Pope Gregory III designated November 1 as a time to honor all saints and martyrs; the holiday, All Saints’ Day, incorporated some of the traditions of Samhain. The evening before was known as All Hallows’ Eve and later Halloween. Over time, Halloween evolved into a secular, community-based event characterized by child-friendly activities such as trick-or-treating. In a number of countries around the world, as the days grow shorter and the nights get colder, people continue to usher in the winter season with gatherings, costumes and sweet treats.

Well, that’s a nice start, while you wonder your way through my maze, let’s get into the issue and learn a bit more about Halloween along the way.

It is extraordinarily hard to find Halloween jokes, stories and quips to share throughout this issue, but I’m going to try.  And perhaps I’ll transform some other jokes into a form that would be Halloweenish.

And knowing that, this next video really doesn’t really have anything to do with Halloween…expect … well, the night before Halloween when I was growing up, was called mischief night and part of that is pulling pranks and this next video is one of the greatest pranks ever played on a telemarketer in all time.  I actually got a call from California while I was driving and didn’t answer it.  They didn’t leave a message and when I got home I looked the number up on Google and found out it was a telemarketer and that led me to this:

Oh, and in case you’re wondering, the phone number that called me was from Anaheim, California and it was 714-340-2608 so if you have the ability to block calls on your phone, you can add that one to the list.

Ancient Origins of Halloween
Halloween’s origins date back to the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain (pronounced sow-in). The Celts, who lived 2,000 years ago in the area that is now Ireland, the United Kingdom and northern France, celebrated their new year on November 1. This day marked the end of summer and the harvest and the beginning of the dark, cold winter, a time of year that was often associated with human death. Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31 they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth. In addition to causing trouble and damaging crops, Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for the Druids, or Celtic priests, to make predictions about the future. For a people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter.

Okay, another video.  Remember the Christmas lights set to music that have become so popular lately?  Well, here’s a Halloween themed one set to one of my favorite songs.  Well, one of my favorite songs from a movie…okay, one of my favorite songs from THIS movie.  Well…. screw it!  It’s Time Warp from The Rocky Horror Picture Show.  You may recognize this house from Lethal Leprechaun’s issue on Wednesday where it was set up to Ghost Busters.  That was 2015 and this is 2016.  Glad to see they’ve kept it going.

 

Did You Know?
One quarter of all the candy sold annually in the U.S. is purchased for Halloween.

I guess I’m finding a lot of videos.  Not many Halloween jokes so we’ll stick with the movies. We’ve shown you “Simon’s Cat” previously, but this one is the self-proclaimed “Halloween Special”:

I REALLY enjoy jumping out of caldrons and scaring the daylights out of witches. But, let’s get back to the Ancient Origins of Halloween:

To commemorate the event, Druids built huge sacred bonfires, where the people gathered to burn crops and animals as sacrifices to the Celtic deities. During the celebration, the Celts wore costumes, typically consisting of animal heads and skins, and attempted to tell each other’s fortunes. When the celebration was over, they re-lit their hearth fires, which they had extinguished earlier that evening, from the sacred bonfire to help protect them during the coming winter.
By 43 A.D., the Roman Empire had conquered the majority of Celtic territory. In the course of the four hundred years that they ruled the Celtic lands, two festivals of Roman origin were combined with the traditional Celtic celebration of Samhain. The first was Feralia, a day in late October when the Romans traditionally commemorated the passing of the dead. The second was a day to honor Pomona, the Roman goddess of fruit and trees. The symbol of Pomona is the apple and the incorporation of this celebration into Samhain probably explains the tradition of “bobbing” for apples that is practiced today on Halloween.
On May 13, 609 A.D., Pope Boniface IV dedicated the Pantheon in Rome in honor of all Christian martyrs, and the Catholic feast of All Martyrs Day was established in the Western church. Pope Gregory III (731?741) later expanded the festival to include all saints as well as all martyrs, and moved the observance from May 13 to November 1. By the 9th century the influence of Christianity had spread into Celtic lands, where it gradually blended with and supplanted the older Celtic rites. In 1000 A.D., the church would make November 2 All Souls’ Day, a day to honor the dead. It is widely believed today that the church was attempting to replace the Celtic festival of the dead with a related, but church-sanctioned holiday. All Souls Day was celebrated similarly to Samhain, with big bonfires, parades, and dressing up in costumes as saints, angels and devils. The All Saints Day celebration was also called All-hallows or All-hallowmas (from Middle English Alholowmesse meaning All Saints’ Day) and the night before it, the traditional night of Samhain in the Celtic religion, began to be called All-hallows Eve and, eventually, Halloween.

Halloween Comes to America
Celebration of Halloween was extremely limited in colonial New England because of the rigid Protestant belief systems there. Halloween was much more common in Maryland and the southern colonies. As the beliefs and customs of different European ethnic groups as well as the American Indians meshed, a distinctly American version of Halloween began to emerge. The first celebrations included “play parties,” public events held to celebrate the harvest, where neighbors would share stories of the dead, tell each other’s fortunes, dance and sing. Colonial Halloween festivities also featured the telling of ghost stories and mischief-making of all kinds. By the middle of the nineteenth century, annual autumn festivities were common, but Halloween was not yet celebrated everywhere in the country.

In the second half of the nineteenth century, America was flooded with new immigrants. These new immigrants, especially the millions of Irish fleeing Ireland’s potato famine of 1846, helped to popularize the celebration of Halloween nationally. Taking from Irish and English traditions, Americans began to dress up in costumes and go house to house asking for food or money, a practice that eventually became today’s “trick-or-treat” tradition. Young women believed that on Halloween they could divine the name or appearance of their future husband by doing tricks with yarn, apple parings or mirrors.
In the late 1800s, there was a move in America to mold Halloween into a holiday more about community and neighborly get-togethers than about ghosts, pranks and witchcraft. At the turn of the century, Halloween parties for both children and adults became the most common way to celebrate the day. Parties focused on games, foods of the season and festive costumes. Parents were encouraged by newspapers and community leaders to take anything “frightening” or “grotesque” out of Halloween celebrations. Because of these efforts, Halloween lost most of its superstitious and religious overtones by the beginning of the twentieth century.
By the 1920s and 1930s, Halloween had become a secular, but community-centered holiday, with parades and town-wide parties as the featured entertainment. Despite the best efforts of many schools and communities, vandalism began to plague Halloween celebrations in many communities during this time. By the 1950s, town leaders had successfully limited vandalism and Halloween had evolved into a holiday directed mainly at the young. Due to the high numbers of young children during the fifties baby boom, parties moved from town civic centers into the classroom or home, where they could be more easily accommodated. Between 1920 and 1950, the centuries-old practice of trick-or-treating was also revived. Trick-or-treating was a relatively inexpensive way for an entire community to share the Halloween celebration. In theory, families could also prevent tricks being played on them by providing the neighborhood children with small treats. A new American tradition was born, and it has continued to grow. Today, Americans spend an estimated $6 billion annually on Halloween, making it the country’s second largest commercial holiday.

I know it’s dark where you are and you’re still trying to find your way out of the maze….if … you’re even still alive in there.  So, let’s learn some more about Halloween, shall we?  After all, I wouldn’t want you to think that you’ve died from a made up holiday!

Today’s Halloween Traditions
The American Halloween tradition of “trick-or-treating” probably dates back to the early All Souls’ Day parades in England. During the festivities, poor citizens would beg for food and families would give them pastries called “soul cakes” in return for their promise to pray for the family’s dead relatives. The distribution of soul cakes was encouraged by the church as a way to replace the ancient practice of leaving food and wine for roaming spirits. The practice, which was referred to as “going a-souling” was eventually taken up by children who would visit the houses in their neighborhood and be given ale, food, and money.
The tradition of dressing in costume for Halloween has both European and Celtic roots. Hundreds of years ago, winter was an uncertain and frightening time. Food supplies often ran low and, for the many people afraid of the dark, the short days of winter were full of constant worry. On Halloween, when it was believed that ghosts came back to the earthly world, people thought that they would encounter ghosts if they left their homes. To avoid being recognized by these ghosts, people would wear masks when they left their homes after dark so that the ghosts would mistake them for fellow spirits. On Halloween, to keep ghosts away from their houses, people would place bowls of food outside their homes to appease the ghosts and prevent them from attempting to enter.

Have we learned enough about Halloween yet?  Are you poor babies still trapped in the darkness?  Awww, well the rest of us aren’t quite done just yet.

Halloween Superstitions
Halloween has always been a holiday filled with mystery, magic and superstition. It began as a Celtic end-of-summer festival during which people felt especially close to deceased relatives and friends. For these friendly spirits, they set places at the dinner table, left treats on doorsteps and along the side of the road and lit candles to help loved ones find their way back to the spirit world. Today’s Halloween ghosts are often depicted as more fearsome and malevolent, and our customs and superstitions are scarier too. We avoid crossing paths with black cats, afraid that they might bring us bad luck. This idea has its roots in the Middle Ages, when many people believed that witches avoided detection by turning themselves into cats. We try not to walk under ladders for the same reason. This superstition may have come from the ancient Egyptians, who believed that triangles were sacred; it also may have something to do with the fact that walking under a leaning ladder tends to be fairly unsafe. And around Halloween, especially, we try to avoid breaking mirrors, stepping on cracks in the road or spilling salt.
But what about the Halloween traditions and beliefs that today’s trick-or-treaters have forgotten all about? Many of these obsolete rituals focused on the future instead of the past and the living instead of the dead. In particular, many had to do with helping young women identify their future husbands and reassuring them that they would someday,with luck, by next Halloween, be married. In 18th-century Ireland, a matchmaking cook might bury a ring in her mashed potatoes on Halloween night, hoping to bring true love to the diner who found it. In Scotland, fortune-tellers recommended that an eligible young woman name a hazelnut for each of her suitors and then toss the nuts into the fireplace. The nut that burned to ashes rather than popping or exploding, the story went, represented the girl’s future husband. (In some versions of this legend, confusingly, the opposite was true: The nut that burned away symbolized a love that would not last.) Another tale had it that if a young woman ate a sugary concoction made out of walnuts, hazelnuts and nutmeg before bed on Halloween night she would dream about her future husband. Young women tossed apple-peels over their shoulders, hoping that the peels would fall on the floor in the shape of their future husbands’ initials; tried to learn about their futures by peering at egg yolks floating in a bowl of water; and stood in front of mirrors in darkened rooms, holding candles and looking over their shoulders for their husbands’ faces. Other rituals were more competitive. At some Halloween parties, the first guest to find a burr on a chestnut-hunt would be the first to marry; at others, the first successful apple-bobber would be the first down the aisle.
Of course, whether we’re asking for romantic advice or trying to avoid seven years of bad luck, each one of these Halloween superstitions relies on the good will of the very same “spirits” whose presence the early Celts felt so keenly.

Well, well, well.  That’s the end of the story of Halloween, but not, dear camper, the end of this issue, but it might be, the end of you who are still trapped …..

I’m really quite pleased with this next picture, since I took it myself and manipulated it into the form you see here:

Pretty cool, huh?

Okay, this has got to be the best costume a building has ever worn

Leave it to a Burger King in Queens, NY to display the best Halloween costume a fast-food chain has ever worn. The fast food restaurant draped a huge white sheet over the exterior of the building with the word McDonald’s spray painted on top. Add a few eyes and you have yourself a certified flame grilled ghost.

During the day, the place looks like it’s getting it’s annual fumigation done, but I still have to give the franchise credit for their commitment to getting into the Halloween spirit.

Let’s not get our hopes too high for a retaliation from McDonald’s. They’re still up in arms over the whole scary clown debacle that has swept the nation, so much that they were forced to hide Ronald until Halloween is over. Too bad too, because if McDonald’s had a committed team of employees like BK did in organizing the fitting of that massive costume, who knows what Mickey D’s would have fired back with.

Okay, so this issue is so huge that it just crashed on me and I thought I had lost everything!  Talk about a Halloween scare!  I hope before it crashed that everyone who was still in the maze got out safely, but I guess we’ll find that out when next we meet and we see if everyone is still there.

I hope you enjoyed the issue.  Thanks to all of you who contributed and special thanks to my buddy and partner Lethal Leprechaun, who really kept this issue full.

Until next week.

Once you become situated with your coffee and sweet roll a Cyber Lethal aims a remote at the dais. This triggers the room to darken and big screen to come down. The image that comes forth is of Lethal hard at work at his desk apparently sometime late yesterday after hours as his jacket is off, his vest unbuttoned, tie loosened and his sleeves partially rolled up. A steaming cup, open hip flask and a gigantic pastrami sandwich replete with half sour kosher pickle adorn one side of his desk, this side is coincidentally (or perhaps not) furthest from Impish’s office door.

He appears engrossed on what ever is on the screen of the monitor in front of him until a lyrical feminine voice, probably that of his assistant Friday, calls something to him softly. He then quickly diverts his attention to (from your perspective) you. It’s obvious this is a prerecorded message and Lethal will not be putting in an appearance today, something highly irregular.

Good morning Readers-

As you sit sipping my coffee and eating that tasty pastry I’ll be drinking bad coffee likely as not and hanging about the Jury pool building here in Houston filling out questionnaires designed to gauge my suitability for any of the potential juries that might be needed today.

This will be my second time in 3 years going through this. After apparently being lucky for 10 years I’m apparently paying for it now. Originally I had planned on saying something about this being part of the price we pay for our freedom and our legal system but lets face it, modern jury duty sucks.

See I wouldn’t have minded before the system became corrupted by shady lawyers and their sleazy tactics. Trials today are no longer about guilt vs. innocence and seeing that all the legal formalities are observed so as to make the process fair and balanced. It’s become a game of perception, media bias, spin, paid experts who make a living testifying the way that’s most advantageous to your client, plea bargaining to a lesser crime or sentence thereby avoiding the full consequences of your actions etcetera etcetera ad nauseum  & ad infinitum. 

Now if you have enough money you can get away with just about anything, even more so if your rich, famous, powerful or important. And in return for this ‘privilege’ of being a part of this charade you lose a full days wage and receive a paltry $6.00 (at least in Texas) as recompense for your inconvenience. That $6 will just pay for 8 hours parking at the municipal garage.

In the mean time enjoy the issue.

As your DL/LL Digital Media Enterprises resident Doctor of Quackery I’m advising you all to get a flu shot. Yes I know the long lines and the waiting is inconvenient. However I’m not speaking of any ordinary flu shout here…I’m talking IRISH flu shots as shown here:

 

The Top 5 Election Day Cocktails

One way or another, at least half the country will be drinking heavily come election day.

5.) The Campaign Promise: an empty glass
4.) White Russian Who Got a Meeting With the Secretary of State Because He Contributed to Her Foundation
3.) Bloody Megyn
2.) Screwedover: orange juice with lots of bitters

And the Number One Election Day Cocktail…

1.) Pervy Wallbuilder

In my case as the story went, it was uphill both ways too.

That lovely lass is bravely holding a Golden Eagle there. That’s 11 pounds, 2.8 feet from beak to tail with between a 7 and 8 foot wingspan of apex avian predator on her arm. Check the size of those claws and talons! I’d want a helmet and armored coat before holding one in case he got mad! 

What do you do when you’re backyard view sucks? Fence it in then create your own!

For comparison sake, that’s a standard Sperm whale’s far right from what I can tell and that weird shaped one is a modern shark tooth.Brings a WHOLE new level of meaning to ‘big bite’!

MURPHY’S Other 15 Laws

1.  Light travels faster than sound. This is why some people appear bright until you hear them speak.

2.   A fine is a tax for doing wrong. A tax is a fine for doing well.

3.   He who laughs last, thinks slowest.

4.   A day without sunshine is like, well, night.

5.  Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

6.   Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don’t.

7.  Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.

8.   The  50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something  right, there’s a 90% probability you’ll get it  wrong.

9.   It is said that if you line up all the cars in the world end-to-end, someone from Texas would be stupid enough to try to pass them.

10.  If the shoe fits, get another one just like it.

11.  The things that come to those who wait may be the things left by those who got there first.

12.  Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day.  Teach a man to fish and he will sit in a boat all day drinking beer.

13.  Flashlight:  A case for holding dead batteries.

14.  God gave you toes as a device for finding furniture in the  dark.

15.   When you go into court, you are putting yourself in the hands of twelve people who weren’t smart enough to get out of jury duty.

Actually that last one isn’t really true.  What they haven’t done is formed concise opinions  or have strongly held view points about the general major issues regarding crime and punishment or lack the skills necessary to articulate the those views/beliefs. If you posses those you’ll likely never serve on a jury, at least not a criminal one as either the prosecutor or defense would find it unlikely that you can be swayed to looking at things from their side of it. I got that straight from a jury selection consultant the last time I was called for possible inclusion in a capitol crime case.

 

Halloween is one of my favorite holidays (as opposed to holiday seasons). It is one of two times a year I can walk about you mortal undisguised without creating a whole hullabaloo over my appearance. Poor Impish only gets to do this on Halloween unless one of you is lucky enough to catch a glimpse of him helping out Santa, which will undoubted be blamed on too much spiked egg nog while daring to play Dungeons and Dragons on Cmas Eve.

As you know the Halloween Issue duties have been turned over to Impish this year, who last Friday assured me he’s well on the way having already started it and begun collection material for it. However I couldn’t help but throw a few items in myself which hopefully will not cause him any great difficulty.

Pumpkin Head- The Retirement

Now THAT is what I call a face peel!

This house ain’t afraid of no ghosts!

Halloween Light Show 2015 – Ghostbusters (Ray Parker Jr)

When I was younger several of my buddies and I would get dressed up on Halloween and go “Trick or Treating For Shots”. Strangely it didn’t take too may successful stops before we stopped.

The Ninja Kitties been practicing their claw carving skills all weekend on this.

Well while I’m sure you have lots more time I’m running out since I basically lose an entire works day this week. I’ll leave you with this picture Diaman sent me of her Halloween costume from last year.

Cheeky lass isn’t she?

Believe it or not, today is national Nut day and while we can’t be 100% sure, there are two ways of taking this. 

#1 It’s a special day to celebrate the special nuts we all love to eat: Peanuts (which aren’t really nuts, but a member of the legume family like peas), walnuts, Pecans (which look like walnuts but make a much nicer pie) and so on.

#2 Is a day to celebrate all those nutty friends of yours and for us, this is the way we choose to celebrate the day, and let’s face it, there aren’t any more nutty people than your friends here at DL&LL Enterprises. 

So, grab your friends and family and let’s start celebrating the nuts in our lives starting with Impish Dragon and Dragon Laffs!

Maybe this is the wrong thing to do with the first joke of the day.  It’s way too early in the issue to start this stuff, but I’m going to anyway…and don’t forget that I warned you!

I did try to warn you that it was awful!

A 5-year old girl went to visit her grandmother one day. She played with her dolls as grandma dusted the furniture. At one point, she looked up and asked: “Grandma, how come you don’t have a boyfriend?” Grandma replied: “Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long. The TV evangelists keep me company and make me feel so good. “The comedies make me laugh. I’m so happy with my TV as my boyfriend.” Grandma turned on the TV and the picture was horrible. She started adjusting the knobs trying to get the picture in focus. Frustrated, she started hitting the back of the TV hoping to fix the problem. The little girl heard the doorbell ring so she hurried to open the front door. When she opened the door, there stood Grandma’s minister. The minister said: “Hello young lady. Is your grandma home?” The little girl replied: “Yeah, she’s in the bedroom bangin’ her boyfriend.”

What a fantastic video this is.  The Lego Death Star (set #75159 – 4016 pieces) built with stop motion filming.  Bart van Dijk is the artist and he did a fantastic job.

 

This is one of my long lost cousins.  He was always getting into trouble and tunneling into places he wasn’t allowed.  The last I heard he was in the Prison of Lost Souls.  One of the high security prisons on the Island of Doom.  Not sure how old this picture is, it might be that it’s fairly recent and he’s managed to get out of an inescapable prison…but I doubt it.

Yup.  And those kids think they have all the smarts!

The police recently busted a man selling tablets he said gave eternal youth.
When going through their files they noticed it was the fourth time he was caught for doing this.
He had earlier been arrested in 1794, 1856 and 1928…..

 

This is a dark and evil looking picture of some of my more unsavory kin during the latest border skirmishes that are always popping up around here.  This guy here is George.  George is a two headed hydra.  Very unusual and not very bright.  He is easily distracted by one head finding something to eat and not sharing it with the other head.

Now THAT is effective suicide counseling.

 

 

Just goes to show that no man is every truly satisfied if he thinks that there is something better just down the road.

Her name is Carol Kaye and she is the best bass player you’ve never heard of.  Watch this short bio/documentary on her:

 

With the election just a few short weeks away, and the fact that I collect more Political cartoons a week than I can post in a week, today’s issue is going to be a little bit extended to try and get more of them out to you. 

So, sit back and relax.  Try not to get angry.  Try to understand that there isn’t a damn thing we can do about any of this until voting day and then I expect each and everyone of you to get out there and vote!!!

It is really good to make that distinction as early as possible!

That is really a special kind of stupid.  I’m ashamed for you.

 

What a great skit!  They nailed it!  You know, Donald may not like Alec Baldwin’s portrayal of himself, but for my money, he’s got it perfect!

 

Personally, I like Broomstick 1.  It has a nicer ring to it.  Kind of trips right off the tongue.

This is so true.

I laughed so much when I read this one (above).  It is just so perfect.

Okay, so that should be enough for now.

Moving right along, remember the old joke that your kids have no idea that Paul McCartney played in a band before Wings?  This video is outstanding….showing the Beatles to young teenagers today.

With bonus material:

 

So Buddy Wheats sent me something that we are both of an age to remember.  Thanks Wheats for these…

 

 

I just want to let you all know that I’ll be unavailable this weekend.  I have agreed to help a buddy of mine paint another friend’s living room ceiling.  I am going to be in charge of hold the ladder and making sure everyone stays safe.  Here’s a picture from the last time I was asked to help:

As you can tell, I may be tight up for quite some time.

Why I joined the Air Force….sent in by K2

The DoD was conducting an All Services briefing and the leader posed this question: “What would you do if you found a scorpion in your tent?”

A Sailor said, “I’d step on it.”

A Soldier said, “I’d squash it with my boot.”

A Marine said, “I’d catch it, break the stinger off, and eat it.”

Finally, an Airman said, “I’d call room service and find out why there’s a tent in my room!”

God Bless the USAF

Today’s Last Word is an essay sent in to me by by dad, Papa Dragon Most Senior.  I know he didn’t write it, but I also know it expresses his (and my) sentiments.

    I used to think I was just a regular guy, but…   I was born white, which now, whether I like it or not, makes me a  racist.   I am a fiscal  and moral conservative, which by today’s standards, makes me a fascist.    I am heterosexual, which according to gay folks, now makes me a homophobe.   I am non-union, which makes me a traitor to the working class and an ally of big business.   I am a Christian, which now labels me as an infidel.   I believe in the 2nd Amendment, which now makes me a member of the vast gun lobby.   I am older than 70 and retired, which makes me a useless old man.   I think and I reason,  therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me,  which must make me a reactionary.  I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive American culture, which makes me a xenophobe.   I value my safety and that of my family and I appreciate the police and the legal system, which makes me a right-wing extremist.   I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual’s merits, which today makes me an anti-socialist.   I (and most of the folks I know), acquired a fair education without student loans (it’s called work) and no debt at graduation, which makes me some kind of an odd underachiever.   I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland for and by all citizens,  which now makes me a militant.      

Please help me come to terms with the new me… because I‘m just not sure who I am anymore!   I would like to thank all my friends for sticking with me through these abrupt, new found changes in my life and my thinking! I just can’t imagine or understand what’s happened to me so quickly!

Funny…it’s all just taken place over the last 7 or 8 years!   As if all this shit wasn’t enough to deal with…I’m now afraid to go into either restroom!

As most of you know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and is a very important charity to me.  Every year, in October, I donate the money that I can spare to this horrendous problem.  Now, I’ve been doing this since before it became popular to do this.  Before the NFL started putting players in pink shoes, with pink towels hanging out of their asses and the refs throwing pink flags for some foul de flagrante.  The ribbon to the left is dated fr0m before I even adopted the wonderful little blue guy that I have now.

I’m not going to tell you how horrible it is, the fact is, that it’s not any more or less horrible than any other way to get cancer and die, it’s just the one that hits closest to home for me.

I’ll let it go at that, except to say, that give what you can, but most of all, encourage the women in your lives to get their scheduled mammograms.  I know it hurts.  Yes, I DO KNOW that it hurts because guys can get breast cancer as well and several years ago I had a lump and had to get a mammogram and trust me when I tell you that it hurts a hell of a lot more when there ain’t much there to grab.

Anyway, why don’t we get a move on and …

It’s not really a joking matter.  But, like most everything else we do around here, we laugh to get through it, we laugh instead of crying, we laugh because it pisses the evil ones off.

And that, ladies and gentle campers, is exactly how it is done.

You know, Trump said something incredibly stupid a few years ago, about how women could be treated and were being treated.  It was pretty stupid to be caught on tape talking about it.  And you know, since it was uncovered, I’ll bet I’ve heard it at least 5 times a day, every day.

Now, Hillary has been caught on tape bragging about destroying this little girl of 12 years old and how she got this guy off who she knew was guilty of rape.  She was not only bragging about it, but laughing about how easy it was to paint this littlefffffff to me, equally horific.  Now, how m any times do you thijnk I’ve heard Hillary’s tape? Once or twice a day?  No? ONce or twice a week?  Nope.  How about NEVER!  I’ve only heard it at all because someone sent me aq copy of the

Okay, so this one is soooooo good.  Whoever put it together has perfect timing.

And in a complete and total change of pace, but just as funny, here’s one you’ll really like:

And now for something totally different…this one is for Lethal himself.

 

So, I do believe, that we’ve seen enough movies for now and it’s time to move on to some of the other stuff we have to offer.

Yes, it’s a bit crass, but it needs to happen.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Breast Cancer Awareness Dragon?  They are all SO BUSY!  I did get a chance to snap this picture of one of the original Pink Dragons as she was between visits with breast cancer survivors.

K2 sent me this one.  And before you ask, no I did NOT fact check this to make sure that it was written by a former pastor, K2’s purple uncle, or whether a monkey somewhere banging on a keyboard eventually came up with the following words.  I didn’t check it because it doesn’t matter.  The words are true no matter WHO wrote them.

And what a perfect segue that is to…

You know we joke about this and joke about it, but why doesn’t someone official (The FBI?) look into people with two shots to the back of their heads supposedly committing suicide?  Come on!  Every person who is getting ready to testify or spill something about the Clintons suddenly dies?  Suicide, mysterious crashes, and on and on.  Makes me sick.

Well, sure!  It makes perfect sense to me.

So, if it’s not one lie, it’s a hundred others.  Sometimes I think that woman lies just to lie.

Not yet Bernie, sorry.  And she didn’t drop dead yet, either.

Yup, I have never been more sure of anything in my whole life!

And finally, this ought to put the candle on the cake…

Okay, so how many of you remember that cartoon?  I (of course) do, but I’m old.  Who else?

I don’t know…she seems a little narcissistic to me.

Yup, I’ve been in that type of meeting before.

Okay, so the above message just popped up on my computer…is that bad?

Yes, I know, they don’t have much to do with Breast Cancer Awareness, but at what other time would it be logical for me to show Breast Motivational Posters?

Now to make all the guys out there feel guilty…

Now, while you are sufficiantly guilty, go to http://breastcancerawareness.com/ and make a donation.
Go ahead.
I’ll wait.
With that cute little girl sitting there staring at you.

And speaking of getting my ass in gear, it’s about time for me to put this puppy to bed.  But, before we go, This final one is from buddy Wheats.

Thanks Wheats and thanks to all of you for bearing with me this week.

Be well, until we meet again.