The only thing I enjoy more than reading the libtard Democrat apologist rationalizations it’s doing it in person with my very good gun toting, Hippie, Quaker friend. We have many spirited conversations. My favorite leading question is asking him to name one Democrat that he is willing to name and then acknowledge any negativity or disagreement with them. He tries, he really does but as long as I don’t interrupt he always, ALWAYS ends up saying, but, followed by the rationalizations. Fun stuff. By the way. I do it with right wingers also. I’m an independent conservative which means I disagree with almost every Republican also. My experience is being able to have back and forth conversations with conservatives, Liberals, not so much. A local columnist, in Asheville, NC., upon learning I leaned right asked me if I was a white supremacist. In all seriousness on her part. Keep up the good work Mike. To be honest, I don’t have a clue what this particular strip means but I’m here for the real humor. The comments. Kudos
I was rushed to the hospital when I was a baby because my mother thought I had swallowed a straight pin. The doctor told her, no pin but we did see 52¢
Back in the days of a storm of the century meant storm of the century. Now there’s a storm of the century every other good ol noreaster
Well, considering the first panel is clatter, clatter,, clatter I totally agree. Secondly, I didn’t even own a long sleeve shirt until my mid thirties, thirdly, we loved contests of who could push the most carriages with someone in the front to steer. 40 or 50 feet of carriages was pretty common. New Hampshire in the mid 70’s. Parking lots full of snow and parents cars full of teenagers just having a great time. The Winter skills I learned in those lots saved my butt more than once.
The problem is, the sale prices are the real price. I only buy what’s on sale and stock up. Love the freezer. No canned goods. Veggies for the week. Seriously, who the heck is paying close to 5.00 for Thomas’s original english muffins. 1.99 a lb for zucchini. 1.50 a lb for butternut squash ?? The good news. I’m eating less and healthier. No junk food. None, nada.
Something like that. Now that’s funny.
Biggest lie of my generation. “Sugar and spice and everything nice” And,,,, I’ve enough sisters and daughters to speak..
True story, sophomore year of highschool, had a doctor appointment that my dad wrote me a note for and I turned it in. Big mistake as it turns out. The signature did not match the other 50 or so notes on file. Busted. I had written all the other notes myself. DUH. What was I thinking?
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