Seriously?
James Tolgo, realizing the presumption of innocence until proven guilty may not apply to the same degree to knuckle-headedness and stupidity, what's the matter with you?
In the words of Howard R., the (late, I assume) athletic director at Carteret Academy for Boys, in reacting to boorish, bull-necked stupidity on a very long bus ride home after we got our buttocks beaten badly in varsity football by the Blair Academy Bozos (I have no idea of their mascot but Squirrel would be perfect, would it not?), and he berated a defensive lineman for trying to moon most of the Garden State Parkway with 'if they put your brain in a mosquito's a--, it would roll around and make a noise like a bee-bee in a box car.'
In my house, we go through six to nine pounds of peanuts a week, all for feeding squirrels. And here you are, Jimbo with an assault rifle (at the ready?)-kinda takes the sport out of it, especially since there wasn't any there to start with.
What's your take on badgers? Spoons at ten paces. Begin.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
Showing posts with label Bullwinkle would be saddened to hear this.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bullwinkle would be saddened to hear this.. Show all posts
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Early Days
It's a fine line between childlike and childish, and I ride on it balanced like Duna on a bike in a John Irving novel. I was born month...
-
I wrote this five years ago in an effort to make sense of the unfathomable horror of the darkest day on the calendar in my lifetime. It...
-
My thug name is 'Willie the Whiner,' because of my non-stop lamentations about our weather, no matter what our weather is at any giv...
-
You may not have yet started to notice, but the days are getting shorter--yes, I know, hot summer nights and all that, but since we've h...