Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for May 01, 2013

We wont tell her !

A friend I haven’t seen for a while came into town and didn’t call me. I ran into him at the bar….He said he didn’t have my phone number…And then he said, "Man, the reason I’m hear is my wife was bitchin’ at me…Don’t you start….That’s like a Kryptonite statement to a single guy….There are many reasons some people prefer to remain single, and that’s one of them….

A fool and his honey are soon parted.

George, well, there is that. Kind of a chicken or the egg thing, eh….?

Hallf and half?

That would work.

A T-Bone steak and beer?

deep fried hotdog, smothered with condiments, on a garlic bread bun, with bacon.

And thus, keeshka, sauerkraut, and pickled herring began their well-deserved returns …

gosh, American marketing at its’ finest. selling posion aka GMO, to the rubes, oh sorry, the American public. Profits are all that matters. who cares what it is made of. just sell it to the American Public.

Don’t forget the Liederkranz.

And sprinkled w/a little Parmesan…?? Oh, yum!

Been married 33 years, and she STILL won’t put up with me.

Do you take reservations?

Foot long chili-cheese-dog, onion rings and there is no diet drink of any kind.

So which is worse . . . . marrying the woman who won’t let you eat what you want because she wants you to live longer or marrying the woman who will let you eat what you want because she wants you to die faster?

It would take a whole lot more than one small pushcart to sell everything my wife doesn’t want me to have. Now I cannot even have a Coke, for cryin’ out loud.

First time I read it, I thought there was punctuation missing after “wife”

Yes… and they all taste soooo good!

My wife fried some water one time, and that was the last time she fixed anything tasty.

In my case it would be baked beans, unless he has a side of Beano.

So basically anything that tastes good?

.Ladies, try to understand that men do not get better with age. We age like a car: after the first one-hundred-thousand miles we start to break down, the power plant gobbles fuel but gets poor mileage, systems simply stop working, parts need replacing, and by the end it takes a lot of effort to get us started in the first place. So let us eat the greasy, salty, cheesy, beer-y, sugary, heart-attack-inducing foods we like. That’s what life insurance is for.

When are we going to see the rest of “The Ekert”?…Pretty please!

In his last years, knowing there was no returning from the COPD that was getting worse, I bought all the chill dogs, hamburgers and malts he wanted. He really liked the awful dogs sold at fast food places but I would use as good as money could buy for the ones I fixed at home. I say, what’s the point in healthy eating and drinking when you know death is just around the corner.

It’s Kielbasa, yum or maybe St. Louis ribs.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1RZwOlSg5o

Mmmm…Chocolate dipped bacon hot dogs

I don’t see a price list on that cart.

Hey Danae, here’s yer “find a need and fill it.”

Where’s the “stuff Mayor Bloomberg won’t let you drink” vendor? I’m thirsty.

VicCome to Texas State Fair. That would sell to no end.

The other side of the sign is for the wives….“Things Not On Your Diet”

Lots and lots of carbs to feed their “juniors.”

Hence obesity, heart disease, etc….