For some strips, the internet MADE their day (god bless Pab Sungenis, wherever he may be).
Sadly, these days neither side can even read a teleprompter correctly.
Good god – that’s 35 years ago. Sometimes my age just rises up and slaps me upside the head.
I’d give Dad a pass on this one……as long as the CD is Dr Feelgood.
The ridiculous sweaters bothered me more than the pudding pops. Of course, that was back before we knew “the rest of the story” (as per Paul Harvey).
And Opus nails it in eleven words.
Primary. If I had known that all I had to do was press 2 for “I do NOT plan to vote” and they would hang up, I would have answered on the first ring.
Five – the number of times “spam risk” came up on my caller ID last night between 7 and 9. Apparently the RNC was really desperate to know that I will NOT be voting in the August election.
“Cause the judge in this town’s got bloodstains on his hands….”
Yeah, that hotline is all tied up right now. Please try again after November.
For some strips, the internet MADE their day (god bless Pab Sungenis, wherever he may be).