Yup…socialists have an affinity for that sort of thinking.
(Dunno about the frei part, but Dad’s forearms were the size of Eric Heiden’s thighs from all the Freiheit he experienced chopping wood fourteen hours a day.) 😉
Happy Friday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Sven, Jerry, Brenda, and Fatwa!
Shouldn’t that fox be wearing a gold chain? No, not the one doing the Michael Jackson impersonation -- the other one.
As for that crab, I think we’re going to need a bigger can of kerosene and a larger rag.
I imagine that would be the type of critter I’d run into at Hillary’s Fun Camp.
I can see the signs over the gates to the fun camps:
Happy Friday, GN!
Hai, Sven!
Actually, that raccoon is kind of hot…
BTW, Shammy had some troubles (3 aneurysms, surgery, like that) — and has a GoFundMe page.
I think he has the crabs or something.
Hai, Jerry!
Hope it’s not one of these crabs:
Hi Fatwa. No, they only feel like that. Or so I’m told.
Yup…socialists have an affinity for that sort of thinking.
(Dunno about the frei part, but Dad’s forearms were the size of Eric Heiden’s thighs from all the Freiheit he experienced chopping wood fourteen hours a day.) 😉
Happy Friday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Sven, Jerry, Brenda, and Fatwa!
Shouldn’t that fox be wearing a gold chain? No, not the one doing the Michael Jackson impersonation -- the other one.
As for that crab, I think we’re going to need a bigger can of kerosene and a larger rag.
Hai, Paddy!
Aaah…the ol’ “Admiral Bilge method”.
Every once in a while I find myself thinking, “Nothing that can’t be fixed with the proper application of a can of diesel and a rag…”
🙂
That’s all I got. Storms are a-brewing, and dogs need walking before the thunder starts and she’s hiding all night.
But written up for attitude?! Jeebus, I’d never have made it out of the Art Dept.