Ms. DeVos, Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?
Another political post? Oh well. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. And today here we have a hypothetical conversation … …
Another political post? Oh well. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. And today here we have a hypothetical conversation … …
I came, I marched, I earned several FitBit awards. (5,000, 10,000 and 20,000 steps) But hey, that’s just the tip …
Nanny Kellyanne and chief bum-wiper Rudy made sure that little Donald never had to face his own shit. “I don’t …
THE PAST IS PROLOGUE “Prologue ? Folks, is that even a word ? Prologue. What does she mean ? Have …
Little Donald was pissed. If the Obama administration had employed Extreme Vetting, he, Little Donald, might not have contracted rabies.
“Sacrificed? Of course I’ve sacrificed. I traded my soul for these exceptional good lucks. And that was a bargain. People …
Donald Jr. was accepted at Bowel Prep, admittedly the shittiest of the New York prep schools.
“Get That Baby Out of Here”, Donald Jr remembered his father shouting to the nanny. And he was pretty sure …
“I’m sorry. I say out loud the things that I am thinking. But folks, don’t judge me on THAT !!!” …
“Oink. I said Oink. I’ve been saying this all along. believe me folks. And you love me for it. You …
“What a bunch of losers”, said little Donald to the book club members, as he wondered just what in the …
Little Donald loved family trips to Mexico, which he spent “sleeping Mexican tipping” in the Plaza.
Little Donald stared at the “C” on the corner of his test, and wondered why the teacher was calling him …
Little Donald was suspicious of his shadow. It was black – TOO BLACK – and it followed him everywhere.
The Drumpf presidency, hour 3 (the Mexicans are gone). “You gotta go, and you gotta go, and Oh my goodness, …
Weekends little Donald practiced his solid gold air guitar and fantasized about his future as a serial philanderer.
Allow me to introduce … Little Donald Yes. He is Orange. Yes. He has Little Hands. Yes. His name is …
Clearly I need coffee. I saw this post and link this morning on Facebook from my politically active friend on …
I am Holly and I endorse this message … heck I could have written this message … actually … yeah …
Okay … you’ve got my attention. I read. I laughed. I reposted. Because of the comment a friend made when …
Just sayin’. (Picture from a friend)
The whole NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo thing is basically halfway through. One day more than half if you want to get …
I suppose you all have seen the posts various places “shaming” dogs and cats for their actions. Like eating food …
… so I will post a re-do of one of my most frequently visited pages in the history of my …
Yes, I know … So I’m a few days late with this. But I just thought of it today. Only …
… but maybe not in infamy. That’s the day I started writing. Not here. Here came in the middle of …
Now you all know that I rarely write things that are overtly political or inflammatory … well, I try not …
So. Michael Vick’s first day as a Steeler … #NationalDogDay. Of course it is.
Well that certainly doesn’t give me any time to write what I wanted, now does it?