Why is that cop pestering Skelly? Skelly is white after all… but seriously… I guarantee the perp had at least Most of a skeleton so he/she/it does fit the description.

Sometimes it’s also their last diamondback

Everyone that has been exposed to it dies…eventually.

Sounds like the “undercover spy gear” that was popular for a while. I think there was a cigarette case that folded open and became a gun and, of course, the ink pen telescope plus the ink pen with disappearing ink! And several others as well. It was weird… we all played outside using our imagination to create fabulous worlds in the same backyard that was a grand prix track yesterday and an undersea exploration spot the day before that. A stick was a horse one minute, a cane the next, a rifle after that , and a baseball bat… hitting home runs with the bases loaded, winning the world series. Those black walnuts would sail when you made good contact!

Look… ok… it’s right there in my name…old. LOL

Wasn’t that the “high” lobster named Price episode? LOVED that tie died shell of his!

They’re free to die however they choose. Or however death chooses them.

They’ll all be there with thoughts and prayers… and apparently claps. I mean, I know that’s what “I” do whenever someone wants money from me… I’ll think about them, pray I’m never in that circumstance, and clap for them. Seems to help.

That’s sarcasm… for anyone instantly seething and spitting foam.

The awkward silence is because they know that clapping is not doing anything useful.

I had a party line during the 80’s in Arkansas.

It’s high time we take control of all these wild oaks out there. Every single one has thousands of acorns any any one of those might have YOUR name on it.

We need action NOW!

We need immediate Oak controls laws. And I damn sure don’t want to hear any of that stale old BS “my oak hasn’t ever harmed anyone”…

Oaks have no place in polite society. End of discussion. Get educated!

BTW that’s all satire. I love oaks. Actually my first knothole was an oak. I love oaks.

I went to the supply closet today and saw with my own two eyes 3 HP printers had our only Brother printer cornered. I backed away slowly and told no one.

Bicycle.

Yesterday while driving on a two lane road with a bike lane there were two people on bikes. What appeared to be a man and a woman in full brightly colored garb and helmets. Both were weaving in the bike lane and/or riding on the dividing line between the bike lane and the road. At one point, as a few cars were approaching them from behind, one of them whips over into the center of the road for no reason other than to block traffic thereby forcing the overtaking cars into the oncoming traffic lane. There was no obstruction on the bike lane. The other rider proceeded with weaving about unpredictably. She simply couldn’t stand the idea of someone safely passing them and forced an unsafe condition for everyone involved…

Can’t Understand Normal Thinking.

I pray that every bike she every rides has a slow leak in both tires no matter how often it is patched or replaced. The more time she spends off the road pumping up the tires, the less time she is endangering herself and others.

Rarely is someone on a bicycle and not an asshole!