We gettin viral in the spiral up in this hizziral, Torn Slatterns and Nugget Ranchers
A surfboard maker in France is making a bio-friendly surfboard using a resin made out of soy, corn and sugar. Because, with an ocean full of sharks, what you really want to be on is a great big huge snack.
Paula Abdul's new manager says she may not be back to "American Idol." That's too bad, because I am sure this is a sincere message and not some sleazy lie by a deceitful agent to stage a publicity-driven negotiation advantage against the producers. We're going to miss you, crazy Paula.
When asked to comment, Paula said; "Wharelesmuhlemblewsharserfarcewabblie."
About-to-be-Sixty, Tom Watson, nearly won the British Open. It was a little awkward, when he missed his putt on 18 to lose the lead and cause a tie and a playoff, Watson picked up the ball from the cup and shouted;
"You punks get off my lawn."
About-to-be-Sixty, Tom Watson, nearly won the British Open. It just goes to show that us older athletes, despite our aging bodies, can still have the ability to, uh, um, oh shoot, what was I going to say? Never mind, I have to go to the bathroom anyway.
It was so fun watching the classy Tom Watson representing us slightly older athletes by beating up the field that was mostly younger than half his age, I got so excited, at one point, I jumped up off the couch to cheer. But I had to lie down because it hurt my back.
At the British Open in Turnberry, Scotland, the locals use their word for small, wee, all the time. The little creek is called the wee burn, a shot of whiskey is a wee nip, a chip shot is a wee shot. In fact, those Scots wee more than those guys in the Flomax commercials.
Walter Cronkite passed away. Many in the current press think this is tragic because now they will never know what the great journalist and broadcaster, Cronkite, thought about Michael Jackson's passing.
Since you asked:
People's ability to be obliviously selfish and inconsiderate is now, in this age of over-entitlement, becoming legendary in its rude thoughtlessness.
My favorite are the ladies - and yes, I mean ladies - at the grocery store who are able to combine their cart and their bodies, and sometimes their children's bodies, combined with their total disregard for anyone else, to clog up a grocery aisle in both directions. (Those huge white trash plastic car carts are a big contributing factor)
If one just stood there and waited from them to move out of the way, one would be there for minutes at a time. When I finally say pardon me, they cut a sinister; "What the hell are you bothering me for?" look and then they reluctantly move as if you asked them to wash your car, their inconvenience is so great.
How about a long line of cars waiting to turn right to the coast road in Del Mar in front of the race track? A guy in a huge black Cadillac SUV decides he is way too busy and important to wait in this line so he simply turns his wheel and steps on the gas to go in the outside line that is going straight, thus cutting right in front of me without so much as a glance.
I slam on the brakes and hit the horn which, luckily, causes him to stop suddenly, thus avoiding an accident, because, without the horn, he wouldn't have bothered to look to see if someone was coming.
Guess who got the finger and the dirty look with his 10-year-old daughter and her friend Hannah witnessing? You guessed it. Moi.
All you can do is laugh and shake your head.
This is a true story I have told here before.
At a stop light before the 56 highway in Carmel Valley on Carmel Country road, I was in back of a guy in a huge black hummer who was engaged in a heated conversation on his cell phone. In the course of his conversation, he must have forgetten he was at a red light, thinking it was a stop sign, and hit the gas hard screeching his tires running the red light. The car with the green light coming from his left, slammed on the brake to narrowly avoid him and honked their horn. The guy in the Hummer went crazy swearing at the person with the green light for making him stop while he was running the red light.
These people need to be hit with a taser right on the spot.
A surfboard maker in France is making a bio-friendly surfboard using a resin made out of soy, corn and sugar. Because, with an ocean full of sharks, what you really want to be on is a great big huge snack.
Paula Abdul's new manager says she may not be back to "American Idol." That's too bad, because I am sure this is a sincere message and not some sleazy lie by a deceitful agent to stage a publicity-driven negotiation advantage against the producers. We're going to miss you, crazy Paula.
When asked to comment, Paula said; "Wharelesmuhlemblewsharserfarcewabblie."
About-to-be-Sixty, Tom Watson, nearly won the British Open. It was a little awkward, when he missed his putt on 18 to lose the lead and cause a tie and a playoff, Watson picked up the ball from the cup and shouted;
"You punks get off my lawn."
About-to-be-Sixty, Tom Watson, nearly won the British Open. It just goes to show that us older athletes, despite our aging bodies, can still have the ability to, uh, um, oh shoot, what was I going to say? Never mind, I have to go to the bathroom anyway.
It was so fun watching the classy Tom Watson representing us slightly older athletes by beating up the field that was mostly younger than half his age, I got so excited, at one point, I jumped up off the couch to cheer. But I had to lie down because it hurt my back.
At the British Open in Turnberry, Scotland, the locals use their word for small, wee, all the time. The little creek is called the wee burn, a shot of whiskey is a wee nip, a chip shot is a wee shot. In fact, those Scots wee more than those guys in the Flomax commercials.
Walter Cronkite passed away. Many in the current press think this is tragic because now they will never know what the great journalist and broadcaster, Cronkite, thought about Michael Jackson's passing.
Since you asked:
People's ability to be obliviously selfish and inconsiderate is now, in this age of over-entitlement, becoming legendary in its rude thoughtlessness.
My favorite are the ladies - and yes, I mean ladies - at the grocery store who are able to combine their cart and their bodies, and sometimes their children's bodies, combined with their total disregard for anyone else, to clog up a grocery aisle in both directions. (Those huge white trash plastic car carts are a big contributing factor)
If one just stood there and waited from them to move out of the way, one would be there for minutes at a time. When I finally say pardon me, they cut a sinister; "What the hell are you bothering me for?" look and then they reluctantly move as if you asked them to wash your car, their inconvenience is so great.
How about a long line of cars waiting to turn right to the coast road in Del Mar in front of the race track? A guy in a huge black Cadillac SUV decides he is way too busy and important to wait in this line so he simply turns his wheel and steps on the gas to go in the outside line that is going straight, thus cutting right in front of me without so much as a glance.
I slam on the brakes and hit the horn which, luckily, causes him to stop suddenly, thus avoiding an accident, because, without the horn, he wouldn't have bothered to look to see if someone was coming.
Guess who got the finger and the dirty look with his 10-year-old daughter and her friend Hannah witnessing? You guessed it. Moi.
All you can do is laugh and shake your head.
This is a true story I have told here before.
At a stop light before the 56 highway in Carmel Valley on Carmel Country road, I was in back of a guy in a huge black hummer who was engaged in a heated conversation on his cell phone. In the course of his conversation, he must have forgetten he was at a red light, thinking it was a stop sign, and hit the gas hard screeching his tires running the red light. The car with the green light coming from his left, slammed on the brake to narrowly avoid him and honked their horn. The guy in the Hummer went crazy swearing at the person with the green light for making him stop while he was running the red light.
These people need to be hit with a taser right on the spot.
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11:54 AM
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