Archive for ‘Humor’

27 March, 2014

So, ya wanna date a prepper!

The idea for this article was given to me by a good friend.  She wrote about dating on her blog, but she won’t let me read her blog….  Hmmmmm….  Anyway, so you want to date a prepper, huh?  Well, there are a few thing you should know and a few things you should look out for, in my humble opinion.

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26 November, 2013

Turning a new leaf

I have decided to become a progressive liberal.  I have also decided to support, blindly mind you, anything Obama and his liberal friends say.  I will support all UN missions inside the US and abroad.  I will work hard to make the world a better place as I am now a global citizen and a huge fan of the EPA, ATF, IRS, NSA, and DOJ.

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12 July, 2013

A little Humor for your Friday

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3 July, 2013

Europe Spied On

4 June, 2013

The Good Citizen

Good Citizen

19 March, 2013

Balls: Interesting Observation


1. The sport of choice for the urban poor is BASKETBALL.

2. The sport of choice for maintenance level employees is BOWLING.

3. The sport of choice for front-line workers is FOOTBALL.

4. The sport of choice for supervisors is BASEBALL.

5. The sport of choice for middle management is TENNIS.

And…

6. The sport of choice for corporate executives and officers is GOLF.


THE AMAZING CONCLUSION:

The higher you go in the corporate structure, the smaller your balls become.

There must be a boat load of people in Washington playing marbles.
13 March, 2013

The Dying Priest

In Washington, D.C. . an old priest lay dying in the hospital. For years, he had faithfully served the people of the nation’s capital and was well known among the elected officials. He motioned for his nurse to come near.

 Yes, Father?” said the nurse.

 “I would really like to see President Obama and Senator Reid before I die,” whispered the priest.

 “I’ll see what I can do, Father”, replied the nurse.

 The nurse sent the request to The President and Congress and waited for a response.

 Soon the word arrived; President Obama and Harry Reid would be delighted to visit the priest.

 As they went to the hospital, Obama commented to Reid, “I don’t know why the old priest wants to see us, but it will certainly help our images.” Reid agreed that it was a good thing.

 When they arrived at the priest’s room, the priest took Obama’s hand in his right hand and Reid’s hand in his left hand..  There was silence and a look of serenity on the old priest’s face..

 Finally President Obama spoke. “Father, of all the people you could have chosen, why did you choose us to be with you as you near the end?”

 The old priest slowly replied, “I have always tried to pattern my life after our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.”

 “Amen”, said Obama. “Amen”, said Reid.

 The old priest continued, “Jesus died between two lying thieves; I would like to do the same.”

 “IN GOD WE TRUST”

22 February, 2013

Following NY’s Example

Someone sent me this – too good not to share…. It’s hard to believe, but Texas has followed the idiot newspaper up in New York, and released a map of the location of all gun owners. Their locations are marked by red dots.

 

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4 February, 2013

Why? Why? Why?

Ok, I hate to do this to you fine folks, but I’ve got some bitching to do.  People are retarded sometimes.  Why is it that when the gates open, every single moronic driver comes out of the woodwork and decides to drive at the same time.  From the idiot that runs every red light and bobs in and out of traffic, to the dimwit who rides the brakes in rush hour traffic, my only real question is, “what the Hell?”

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23 January, 2013

Caption this pic!

If you were to caption this picture, what would you put?

If you were to caption this picture, what would you put?

22 October, 2012

A little humor for Monday

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9 October, 2012

Typical guy, I guess.

        As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a

        funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless

        man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a

        pauper’s cemetery in the back country. As I was not familiar

        with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man,

        I didn’t stop for directions.

        I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.

        I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.

        The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.

        And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.

        As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say,

        “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in

        septic tanks for twenty years.”

        Apparently, I’m still lost… It’s a man thing.

26 September, 2012

Some humor from the UK

Please be aware that these are from England’s media!

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22 September, 2012

Some political humor, that has some truth to it.

Some of these I’ve posted before, but had to share them again.

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13 September, 2012

Humor to share

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