Nope, it’s not his wedding anniversary, it’s his LEPRECHAUN LAFFS ANNIVERSARY!

Since I’m creating this post, not on my normal computer, I can’t really put up fancy graphics, but I didn’t want to let this day go by without congratulating my bestest buddy, my brother, my partner in crime, his greenness, Lethal Leprechaun on 6 years of publishing Leprechaun Laffs.

Congratulations buddy.  You’ve done a great job and you keep getting better with every issue.

There’s plenty of room in the comments section to congratulate Lethal and to wish him many happy issues to come.

Cheers,

Impish Dragon

Good Morning Campers,

Well, it’s been one of those weeks again.  All of us have been to the dentist and all three of us have crappy teeth.  Well yeah.  Add it to the list.

At least we aren’t drowning again like they are in Houston, Lethal’s stomping ground.  I’m on text message with him right now (right now being Friday afternoon) and he says that not only is it flooding there, but the power is out again.

I told him that the only explanation is that he’s pissed off Mother Nature again. 

He’s response really surprised me:

I’ve got a different idea.  She’s mad at you and taking it out on me.

HOW DOES THIS END UP BEING MY FAULT!?!?

I’m not sure yet.  Bet your ass I’m going to figure it out, though. I’ve done and said nothing to her.  Even complemented her on her spring wild flowers.

I’ve had NO interaction with her or any of her minions at all.

You shit in her wild flower fields again?

No

Are you sure?  No Mother Nature Mother-in-Law comparisons?

Nope

OHH!  NOW I UNDERSTAND! It IS all your fault!  I know what she’s pissed about.  She was not wished Happy Mother’s Day OR Happy Earth Day!  Earth Day is always a Saturday and Mother’s Day was your responsibility.  Hence it’s your fault she’s mad and passing it on to me.

Hold on, I’m checking my records.  I’m SURE I sent her a card.

I’m blaming you because you’re always late to the deadline and we don’t have time to double check or edit, just rush to the presses.

Terrance said he mailed out all the Mother’s Day Cards!

… Wait!…What!  No postage!  Are you friggin’ kidding me?!

I’ve got to go.  I’ve gotta go find some place that’s lightning proof!  As soon as she realizes where I am, I’m screwed! 

Campers, I’m sorry.  I gotta go.  You guys go ahead and get started and I’ll catch up later.

The Oliver and Eggleston Funeral Home of Farmville, Virginia, began offering drive-through casket viewing for mourners of the deceased. It’s a perfect idea for today’s America. You drive up to the first window, view the body, then you drive up to the second window, pick up your fries and leave.

Phil Mickelson apologized for his million dollar fine by the Securities and Exchange Commission for insider trading and vowed to be more careful who he hangs out with. It’s tough. Four white guys can’t tee off together at a private golf club without the Obama Justice Department smelling a rat.

Another Spangler and another one of my favorites.

I get truly annoyed when someone tries to make me feel bad about something that I can’t possibly have anything to do with.  I’m sorry, but I don’t feel sorry for any people that were slaves.  The operative word being WERE.  It was a horrible practice that almost EVERY race partook in.  Yes, there were even free black Americans who, prior to the Civil War, owned other blacks as slaves.  I never owned slaves, so why are so many people trying to make me feel guilty for being a white male?

Well, part of the problem is that our “First Family” continue to foster racism in a country that was well on their way to ridding ourselves of that nasty thought process.  And I don’t know about you, but I’m sick and damn tired of it.

What possible reason, other than her wanting to continue the racist program that we’ve tried to rid ourselves of for so long, could she possibly have for bringing such bullshit up at a graduation ceremony?  I’m sick of it.  These people are not MY first family.  Their morals and their politics are shameful and I will not claim them as my own.

I Think My Dog’s a Democrat by Bryan Lewis

Okay, so I get it.  That last cartoon was just plain silly.  But what do you expect from zombie humor?

So, I’m beginning to think that my Dragon Pix and my Fantasy Pix aren’t really going over like they used to.
No, I’m not going to stop them, I am just making an observation.
LOL!
So, yes, I’m just being silly… then tell me what you think?

Ginny, at our last Halloween Party.

This next cartoon, really a political cartoon, almost made me cry in its truthfulness.  This is a problem we ALL need to work on.

Please, don’t let it be that way for you.  Lethal and I will do our very best to remind everyone of just how important our veterans are, but we can’t do it alone.  We need your help too.

Okay this is too cute not to share:

 

DONALD AND HILLARY GO FISHING

 

How do you settle a presidential election when the vote is too close to call?

 

With an ice fishing contest, of course!

 

After the votes were counted, Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump were deadlocked.

 

Instead of going through a recount, the two agreed to a week-long ice fishing contest to settle the election.

 

Whoever caught the most fish at the end of the week would be the President.

 

The candidates decided a remote frozen lake in northern Wisconsin would be the ideal place.

 

No observers were allowed on the fishing rounds, but both candidates would need to have their catches verified and counted each night at 5 PM.

 

After Day 1, Trump returned with a total of 10 fish, Hillary came back with nothing.

 

Day 2 finished, and Trump caught another 20 fish, but Hillary once again came back with nothing!

 

That night, Hillary and her cronies got together and accused Trump of being a “low-life cheater.”

 

Instead of fishing on Day 3, they were just going to follow Trump to spy on him and figure out how he was cheating.

 

Day 3 finished up and Trump had an incredible day, adding 50 fish to his total!

 

That night, Hillary and her democratic buddies got together for the full report on how Donald was cheating.

 

Hillary stood up to give her report and said, “You are not going to believe this, he’s cutting holes in the ice!”

 

And that, my friends, tells you all you need to know.

You guys have read stuff from my buddy Wheats before.  Well, here he is again with another great essay:

 

Well said!  Bravo!

Good Morning.

I find myself in not much of a talkative mood at present so I’ll be brief.

Several kind souls have inquired as to how I am making out with all the rainfall in the last week. For those who don’t know it its been raining heavily for 7 or the last 10 days with Monday being our first day without any rain.

Those torrential rains led to flooding last week that killed at least 16 people last time I looked however I believe that figure may have risen to as high as 20 now. Thankfully we have not had an serious internal flooding with any of this though we suspect we’ve come close a few times.

The opening banner photo is of the area in front of Keebler Towers which is now apparently home to a rabidly hunger pack of Koi. Also I swear I looked out the other night and saw Charon the Ferryman poling his boatload of newly dead souls the length of our parking lot headed to the afterlife.

<= This second photo is of the upper reaches of Keebler Towers showing just how bad the moss & mold invasion has become due to the rains.

As if that isn’t enough the high humidity form the rains is teaming up with the unseasonable warm temperatures to make things terribly oppressive. With the possibility of more rain in the forecast starting seriously again on Thursday things are likely only to get stickier and more mossy/mold.

Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go Tilex my entire Keebler Towers Penthouse before everything resembles green shag carpeting.

Sounds like they’re from the SE Gulf Coast of Texas!

Once you get married the only thing that changes is you because she thinks she has a remote for that too.

This Bed Could Save Your Life in an Earthquake

 

 

Johnny Paycheck – “Take This Job And Shove It”

 

A husband and wife are in bed when there is a knock at the door. The husband rolls over and looks at his clock – it’s 3:30 a.m. He drags himself out of bed and goes downstairs.

When he opens the door, there is a drunk slumped there. “Hi ya,” slurs the stranger. “Can you give me a push?”

“Get lost,” says the man. “It’s half-past three.”

He slams the door and goes back up to bed. He tells his wife about the drunk.

She says, “Dave, that wasn’t very nice of you. Remember that night we broke down in the pouring rain and you had to knock on that man’s door? What would’ve happened if he’d told us to get lost?

Shamefaced, the husband gets fully dressed, puts on his shoes and picks up all his tools then goes to his own car and takes out some cables.

Finally having all he needs to assist any problem the man may have, he opens the door and calls out, “Hey, do you still want a push?” 

A voice answers, “Yes, please.”

“Where are you?” calls the man.

“I’m over here…” replies the stranger,

“…on your swing set.”

 

Otis Redding – (Sittin’ On) The Dock Of The Bay (Official Video)

 

Acapella-The millennials song parody

 

Bill Withers – Ain’t No Sunshine

 

June 8: Upsy Daisy Day

Upsy Daisy Day encourages waking up “gloriously, gratefully and gleefully” full of positivity and, if you want, daisies in your hair.

 

“Upsee-dahzee, upsee-mahzee, upsy-daisy!” – Yogurt in Spaceballs

June 12: National Eat Jerky Day

National Eat Jerky Day was created to celebrate the rich history, immense popularity and nutritional benefits of dried meat snacks.

 

 

 

June 18: World Juggling Day

*Clowns not required. In fact keep them away at all costs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

June 19: World Sauntering Day

A day set aside where you’re supposed to slow down and appreciate the world around you.

 

 

June 21: Go Skateboarding Day

This holiday was conceived in 2004 by the International Association of Skateboard Companies (IASC) to help make skateboarding more accessible to the world through various events held in major cities around the world.

Believe it or not there are still more of these but I’ve reached my limit for one week. Don’t worry there is a distinct possibility you’ll see the rest of them at a future date.

 

With all the flooding, wash outs and the undermining of roads, Municipalities here have been hard pushed to come up with enough warning signs. Especially so since one of the biggest threats here in Houston come from fellow motorists whom seem to shut their brains off when the start their car. Here is a favorite of mine posted by some well intentioned individual that is posted in a particularly bad/dangerous area:

Good Morning Campers,

Well, it’s Friday night and because of my short turnaround time for this issue, I’m late in finishing it up.  (I know Lethal, I can hear you now: “So what’s so unusual about that?  The Dwarves down in the press room tell me that you are ALWAYS late in ‘finishing up’.  I’m pretty sure that you’re just out drinking beer and chasing virgins.  Or you’re down in the screening room eating Cheetos and watching porn.  It’s always the same with you, you never…” Okay, so that was a bit much in the channeling Lethal area.  I’m pretty sure I need to go decompress right now.  Get him out of my head.
Impish begins to walk off the stage when he turns back and faces you, “Oh yeah, you guys should go ahead and start on the issue.”
He turns and begins walking but you can still hear him mutter, “I wonder if there’s any Cheetos in the kitchen.”

Well….before we start laughing, let’s get pissed off.

FREE HOUSING FOR ILLEGALS BUT NOT FOR OUR SOLDIERS?
So, let’s just make sure we understand what’s going on here.  The president can demand that taxpayers fund the health care and housing cost of millions of illegal immigrants. BUT – the Senate wants us to make it more difficult for our soldiers to receive their basic stipend for housing?
UNBELIEVABLE!
The Daily Caller reports – The Senate’s draft of the annual defense authorization bill would dramatically change the Basic Allowance for Housing system (BAH) potentially costing service members thousands of dollars a year.
Soldiers are given a stipend at a fixed rate based on their zip code, rank and family status under the current policy.  The National Defense Authorization Acto of 2017 (NDAA) proposes the stipend shift toward a model more similar to its Overseas Housing Allowance – reimbursing troops for actual expenses instead of a fixed amount, the Military Times first reported.
Flexibility in the funds would be eliminated as only utilities and rent would be covered – troops would also be required to provide proof of what they spend.

With the BAH at a fixed rate, a low ranking couple probably has very inexpensive housing and use the little bit of extra BAH to help make ends meet in other areas.  By taking that away, they are basically cutting the wages of the military members and effecting the lower ranking ones, you know, the ones who need it the most, more than they may be able to bear. 

And yet we’ll throw thousands of dollars a month at illegal immigrants who don’t even have to work for it, much less put their lives on the line, like the military members have the potential to do.

It’s just not right!

Okay, now I really do need to laugh.

 

With the on-set of deer hunting season…..a good question!

 

Looking forward to hunting season but I do have a question.  If I shoot a buck, but I only have a doe tag, can I claim that the buck wasn’t really a buck?

 

I mean … maybe he’d always wanted to be a doe, but with no choice of his own he was born with the physical attributes of a male.  And yet … on the inside he’d always known he was truly a female.

 

I’m just wondering if the game warden will buy it,……..  because society and the Supreme Court are stupid enough to do so! 

Sounds okay to me.  That’s the precedent that’s being set, right?

One of my favorite artists of all time, known as the Spangler dragons, named after the artist who created them.  There’s a lot of pictures of Spangler dragons and they’re all lots of fun.

Mostly we’ve been transformed.  From a bookworm to an ebook butterfly.

‘Father,’ he confessed, ‘it has been one month since my last confession.
I had sex with Nookie Green twice last month.’

The priest told the sinner, ‘You are forgiven. Go out and say three Hail Mary’s.’

Soon thereafter, another Irish man entered the confessional.
‘Father, it has been two months since my last confession.
I’ve had sex with Nookie Green twice a week for the past two months.’

This time, the priest questioned, ‘Who is this Nookie Green?’

‘A new woman in the neighborhood,’ the sinner replied.

‘Very well,’ sighed the priest. Go and say ten Hail Mary’s.’

At mass the next morning, as the priest prepared to deliver the sermon, a tall, voluptuous, drop-dead gorgeous redheaded woman entered the sanctuary. The eyes of every man in the church fell upon her as she slowly sashayed up the aisle and sat down right in front of the priest. Her dress was green and very short, and she wore matching, shiny emerald-green shoes.

The priest and the altar boy gasped as the woman in the green dress and matching green shoes sat with her legs spread slightly apart, but just enough to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

The priest turned to the altar boy and whispered… ‘Is that Nookie Green?’

The bug-eyed altar boy couldn’t believe his ears but managed to calmly reply…

‘No Father, I think it’s just a reflection from her shoes’!

 

Okay, so there isn’t a great deal of “Fantasy” about the picture, but it sure is cool looking.

It was my first time visiting Dr. Putz for a colonoscopy. I went into his office for my very first rectal exam. His new blond nurse, Ethel, took me to an examining room. She told me to get undressed and have a seat until the doctor could see me. She said that he would only be a few minutes. After putting on the gown that she gave me I sat down. While waiting I observed there were three items on a stand next to the exam table: A Tube of K-Y jelly, A rubber glove And a beer.     When Dr. Putz finally came in I said, “Look Doc, I’m a little confused. This is my first exam. I know what the K-Y is for, and I know what the glove is for, but can you tell me what the BEER is for?” At that, Doctor Putz became noticeably outraged and stormed over to the door. He flung the door open and yelled to his new blonde nurse:   “Damn it, Ethel! I said a BUTT light.“

Okay, I am really behind in getting this issue out, but I have to stop right here because I am so utterly and unbelievably PISSED OFF!!!!!  I can’t believe how insanely angry I am.  This is so over the top for the liberals that it even amazes me that they can argue this point with a straight face.  I had to check to make sure that I wasn’t on one of those fake/humor websites, like the Onion, thinking that this HAS to be a joke.  But no.  It was sent to me by one of the news sources that I trust explicitly.  And they were referencing an article published by the Daily Caller.

So, I know by this time that you are really wondering just what the heck I’m talking about.  Well, I’m not going to reproduce the article here, otherwise I will be spending the next six hours inserting my comments into every other sentence.  I’d have to.  I would be completely unable to NOT rant about each statement.

So, instead, I will copy the headline and a link to the article and I’ll let you people make your own mind up.

Read more: http://dailycaller.com/2016/06/01/washington-state-to-teach-transgenderism-to-kindergartners/#ixzz4AYWIGAs6
Okay, there’s the title and the link, like I said, it was from The Daily Caller.  A news source that I trust, but acknowledge there right leaning opinions. I’m very interested in your opinion about this article.  You can put them in the comments, or if that’s not the way you roll, then you can email me at impishdragon@gmail.com.

Yup, this is the perfect spot for this:

This wild (and wildly expensive) home (They actually have the nerve to call it a bungalow) has an even wilder swimming pool. 

I know that Memorial Day is gone, but it’s not too late for a Memorial Day funny by Jimmy Fallon.

Okay, remember the Chewbacca Mom from last week?  Well, here’s an update:

Good Morning Campers,

I’m beginning to think that this warning should be on just about everything we do as a nation any more:

Sadly, it seems that the Adult Supervision has left the country and the whinny kids are running the place. 

After Lethal Leprechaun’s most amazing Memorial Day issue ever, I’ve been listening to the news, and reading on line of all the gimme, gimme, gimme crap that’s going on right now. 

Maybe we don’t need a sign warning us that there is adult content, maybe what we need is a warning to swim at your own risk since all the adults have left the pool area.  Someone, somewhere needs to start acting like adults and straightening this place out.

It shouldn’t have to be Lethal and I all the time.  But, then again.  Maybe it should.

Anyway, today is Memorial Day as I’m writing this and I’ve just gone through Lethal’s fantastic issue again, for like the 4th or 5th time.

Memorial Day always hits me (and Lethal, I know, since we’ve talked about it many times) very hard.  We’ve both lost friends, military brothers and sisters, and although they are with us every single day in our hearts and our thoughts, one day just doesn’t seem enough to thank everyone for the service they’ve freely given.

My kid, the Whelpling and Mrs. Whelpling and the grand kidlets are on their way over to swim, cook out and enjoy each other’s company.  I’ll add a bit more about today before I post this, but for now, take it away!

An Arizona Highway Patrol officer stops a Harley for traveling faster than the posted speed limit, so he asks the biker his name. “Fred,” he replies. “Fred what?” the officer asks. “Just Fred,” the man responds. The officer is in a good mood and thinks he might just give the biker a break and, write him out a warning instead of a ticket. The officer then presses him for the last name. The man tells him that he used to have a last name but lost it. The officer thinks that he has a nut case on his hands but plays along with it. “Tell me, Fred, how did you lose your last name?” The biker replies, “It’s a long story, so stay with me. I was born Fred Johnson. I studied hard and got good grades. When I got older, I realized that I wanted to be a doctor. I went through college, medical school, internship, residency, and finally got my degree, so I was Fred Johnson, MD.”  “After a while I got bored being a doctor, so I decided to go back to school. Dentistry was my dream! Got all the way through School, got my degree, so then I was Fred Johnson, MD, DDS. I got bored doing dentistry, so I started fooling around with my assistant and she gave me VD, so now I was Fred Johnson, MD, DDS, with VD.” “Well, the ADA found out about the VD, so they took away my DDS. Then I was Fred Johnson, MD, with VD. Then the AMA found out about the ADA taking away my DDS because of the VD, so they took away my MD leaving me as Fred Johnson with VD. Then the VD took away my Johnson, so now I am Just Fred.” The officer walked away in tears, laughing

As I mentioned in the opening, my grandkids came by and broke the pool in for the season.  I’ll bet the boys were in there for four hours! Anyway, here they all are in the pool.  My grand whelplings.

As you can see, they had a great time.  I won’t belabor you any longer with boring family stuff.  Exciting to us, maybe, but boring to you guys.

 

So, a lot of times I get caught up in an internet search and my curiosity takes me to many strange places.  This one isn’t strange as much as it is enlightening.  So, here’s what I found.  According to motor-guides.com, the 5 most reliable cars are:
#5 – Volkswagen Beetle
#4 – Honda Accord
#3 – Volkswagen Jetta
#2 – Toyota Camry
and the number one most reliable car is……..

drumroll please ……

#1 – Honda Civic!

I  had a Volkswagen Beetle while in Germany all these many moons ago and it was the toughest, most reliable little son-on-a-gun you could ever imagine.  But this was an older, original type Beetle.  I hadn’t realized that the “Bugs” fitness had carried over to the new model.  Does anyone else think it’s odd that, on a list of 5, Volkswagen has two spots and so does Honda?

Well, now that we’ve looked at the best, shouldn’t we also look at the worst?

From the same guys, motor-guides.com comes the 5 Least reliable cars (and trucks on this list!)
#5 – Chevrolet Silverado
#4 – Ford Escape
#3 – Fiat 500L
#2 – Nissan Pathfinder

and the number one least reliable car is…….

raspberry please……

#1 – Ford Fiesta!

Personally, I’m not surprised by the number one choice at all.  And I’m also not surprised to see that Ford had 2 in the bottom 5.  The Silverado surprised me, but maybe only because I am a fan of Chevy’s.

What about you guys?  Anyone got any horror stories about a car that you owned?

 

Here’s a great little infographic, again, from our friends at makeuseof.com.  I’m not a fan of the selfie, don’t take hardly any myself, if at all.  (I honestly can’t remember the last selfie I took).  So, how could I have ever guess that the selfie had such a rich and varied history?

 

Dragons are very fun loving, rambunctious creatures.  The things they do to each other in play, like breathing fire, would destroy you puny humans in a heart beat.  That’s one of the main reasons that dragons will eventually take over the earth.

Mrs. Dragon notices her husband standing on the bathroom scale, sucking in his stomach. “You know, that’s not going to help,” she says.

“Sure it does,” Impish answers. “It’s the only way I can see the numbers.”

At a wedding ceremony, the pastor asked if anyone had anything to say concerning the union of the bride and groom. Everything quickly turned to chaos when a woman carrying a child started walking towards the front.

Everybody was surprised, shocked, and the bride even fainted. The pastor asked the woman if she had anything to say.

The woman replied, “We can’t hear in the back.”

If you don’t get that joke, then you don’t read the same books that Lethal Leprechaun and I do.

A man was on a long walk in the country. He became thirsty so decided to stop at a little cottage and ask for something to drink. The lady of the house invited him in and served him a bowl of soup by the fire.

There was a baby pig running around the kitchen, running up to the visitor and giving him a great deal of attention. The visitor commented that he had never seen a pig this friendly.

The housewife replied, “Ah, he’s not that friendly. That’s his bowl you’re using.”

“Give me a sentence about a public servant,” the teacher instructed her third grade class.

“The fireman came down the ladder pregnant,” answered one little girl.

“Jane . Do you know what pregnant means?”

“Yes,” said the girl. “It means carrying a child.”

 

No, that’s not Lethal’s yacht that he keeps going on about.  It is actually one of the party areas in the recreation mountain.  And yes, the 3-headed sea serpent is real.  He’s also the waiter.  If you look close you can see him serving the guy on the little raft.  I don’t know why the guy is on the raft, some people  just can’t wait to get their food.

 

I’m really not sure what day I started working on this issue because it’s not for Saturday, Lethal Leprechaun did his Memorial Day issue, which I’m sure will be fantastic.  Yes, I know I’m using past and future tense in the same sentence.  See, today is Thursday, May 26th and this Saturday is the Memorial Day issue, but you won’t be reading this until Wednesday, June 1st.  So for me it’s in the future, but for you it’s in the past.

But, the important thing is that today is the 26th of May, which also happens to be “Red Nose Day”.  Red Nose Day is an off shoot of Comic Relief.  It is a special day to get money for Hungry Children.  A very worthwhile event.

Walgreens is a major sponsor and they are selling T-Shirts, Wrist Bands and red noses among other things.  So, having purchased some wrist bands and some noses, I have a dentist appoint this afternoon where I will be going like this:

Yes, that is me.  Scruffy beard, red nose and all.  I’ll let you know how it goes at the dentist.  Should be great fun!

Update: Well, it didn’t go so great at the dentist.  All was going well, he started to work on my teeth, I had to open my mouth and breath through my nose…and … well … the red nose clamps your nose shut and I passed out.  And once I passed out, the dentist and his assistant took off my nose and…and…
Oh, it’s just to horrible to say!
I’m so ashamed!  And I feel so dirty!
They…they…LAUGHED at me!

Okay, this next one is bloody awful…so it gets a warning:

Yup!  Pretty bad!

Why don’t we move on to another fun section?

Sure!  It’s Safe!  Yeah, only if he’s a friggin’ circus performer!
The tiger’s lunch will be served in 3…2…1…
The alligator’s lunch will be …aw, you get the idea.
While at the emergency room getting treated for 3rd degree burns the doctor asked Billy-Bob how it happened.  He said, “Well, me and Scooter were sittin’ around and I had this great idea, so I told Scooter, ‘hold my beer and watch this!’ I ain’t really sure what happened after that.”
Even his feet are bare, touching the metal ladder, in the pool using an electric drill.  There are SO MANY things wrong with this picture!
Later, after Harry convince the Muguls at the party that they could fly on a broom, too.  The ambulance was called many times.

If I responded to everyone of the offers I’ve received and if they were all true, I’d own the entire world’s wealth by now.  So Melvin Simpchuk, I suggest you continue to watch for a scam.

If you don’t laugh with this woman then you are dead.  Go bury yourself.

I enjoy the TED Talks, this one is pretty cool.  How to tell someone is lying.

A cool father/son video called “What’s inside?”  This issue, what’s inside a rattlesnake rattle.

I thought this one was cool, too.  What’s inside a wasp nest?

Today’s Last Word, as promised, is a tribute to my reaction to Lethal’s Memorial Day issue.  As many of you have noted, it was his best one yet.  And Lethal, this one is for you!

You are on your way to the campgrounds where you normally participate in Impish Dragon’s Dragon Laffs.  And you start seeing road signs:

 

 

A little further down the road and you see another:

 

 

 

 

Every half mile there is a new sign.

 

 

 

 

You can’t help yourself.  You’re starting to get really excited.  Grandma’s awake and the kids won’t keep quiet in the back seat!

 

It’s just sign after sign.  You’re beginning to wonder if it’s all just one big joke!  But, no!  You know in your heart that Impish wouldn’t do that to you.

 

 

It must be close now.  You can see what looks like a small city springing up ahead.  You’ve been by this way many times and have never seen a city here before.

Before you realize, you’ve turned off the highway and pulled into a little town that seems to have sprung up almost out of nowhere.  Could all this be here because of some of new monument?   Could all of this just have sprung up since the last issue?

 

On the left, you pass a Motel.  Could it be that this Motel is ONLY here to cater to people visiting the monument?

 

 

 

 

You are overwhelmed with what you’re seeing!

You pass business after business with signs similar to what you’ve already seen.

Finally, you seem to have reached your destination.

A small grassy area with a handsome but understated fence surrounding…something.  You can’t quite see what’s there since it’s surrounded by people.

You find a place to park the car and you join a line that’s waiting to enter the fenced in area.  The crowd is quite subdued, even the children speaking in hushed, almost reverent voices.  You overhear conversations and realize that this monument had something to do with the fantastic Memorial Day Issue that Impish’s partner (and some say brother, although they are of two different mythical species) publishes yearly.

You finally manage to make it to the front of the line.  You have your 1 minute of viewing time and you realize two things. Firstly, 1 minute will not be enough time and secondly, it is truly as amazing, no!

Wait!

More amazing than you could have ever imagined.

As your time expires and you step aside you reveal: