While I am off thinking of more items to grouse and complain about, I realized that you should have something other than The Donald’s statue to contemplate.
Those of you in Canada or Mexico can choose a state comparable to your province.
According to CNN, “Donald Trump may have just clinched the delegates necessary for the GOP nomination, but he already has his sights on a larger prize — immortality in the nation’s capital. Trump — who made his wealth in part from the branding of his name — said he wouldn’t mind seeing his surname on a statue in Washington, D.C., one day.”
With this thought in mind, your obliging curmudgeon has prepared a statue befitting The Donald complete with a motto:
The Donald Trump: Yet Another Horse’s Ass in Washington.
..you end up at WalMart, of course.
Fred, an otherwise rational adult male, foolishly believes that he will find what he needs at his local WalMart. He realizes his mistake when he gets trapped in Aisle 6 – Depends, Tampons, Bandaids, rubbing alcohol, printing ink…
Frantic calls from his cellphone brings, in succession, his family, friends, members of the constabulary, Food and Drug Enforcement officials, the World Wrestling Entertainment federation, a SWAT team and even nuclear disarmament forces. Every attempt to rescue him fails as each group, in turn, becomes a WalMartian!
There is little I can add to these disturbing pictures except to say that evidence of alien life is closer than you can imagine.
The internet supplies me with an endless source of warped amusement. Valentine’s Day provided an excuse to exercise it.
I saw the following picture – attached to some inane article – and instantly came up with…
Here’s a typical couple enjoying a quiet afternoon at their home.
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Or are they?
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This couple may be experiencing some difficulties when she thinks:
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While he thinks:
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Or D)
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So what have we learned from these possible scenarios?
I am doing what any proud parent would do and subjecting you to a set of photos showing off our newest addition. [See Beware of Dog!] All of the photos are taken in “adorable puppy mode.” “Psycho-puppy mode” occurs at speeds faster than light and are not photographable.
The puppy has not yet been allowed to sleep with us. I stress the “yet.” My wife tells me that when that happens she will find me a good home through the Curmudgeon Rescue Centers of America.
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Curmudgeon at Large 