Excellent call-back (yes, I will apparently be working that term into every post this morning), but I’d still rather take Him [sic] up on his “I’ll be a one-term President if I can’t turn around this economy” lie.
Yeah, yeah, BarryO, we all know it’s Bush’s [sic] fault. Please spare us your lunacy as we’re all familiar with the Demo talking points BS.
Am I the only one that’s wondering what the hell they’re doing in Aurora that’s causing all this shooting? I mean other than the guns who are apparently jumping out of where they’re kept and shooting people.
Having been born elsewhere, but spending my teen and very early adult years in the Denver area, I found a lot of looney people living there. Seriously! Something about the big city, thin air, proximity to Boulder and the second most liberal univ. in the country. It all adds up.
Ah, great memories. I had an orange tabby cat named Nanu Kitty that used to play fetch. He was a sweety.
Coffee! No krullers till the ladies can make up their minds about whether or not they are evil, or evil motivated!
I could use some kruller action right about now, Herr Colonel. Woke up this morning (or rather was forcefully woken up by a toddler), walked into the kitchen to get some coffee, and somehow got talked into making breakfast for everyone in the house. Even the cats. How do these things happen? It probably has something to do with the fact that caffeine withdrawal is my kryptonite. And also the fact that my wife is much smarter than me.
It’s obvious that your wife is very smart, JC! She married you, didn’t she? Brep-pist (as one of my Sun’s used to call it) for the fambly: man perfection.
fritz, please may I have a kruller? Don’t let goozer have one unless he asks for it in the proper manner, he can be very demanding. TCR deserves one, all she has for breakfast is dry toast.
What if I throw in four whole chickens for you. Hmmm, hmmm?
+ a Coke.
And some dry white toast, please.
I could be wrong, but I figured INFJ wasn’t referencing sourdough.
Coulda’ been wheat. Whadda you want for nuthin’? Rubber Biscuit?
Four whole chickens sounds like a marriage proposal to me!! (I’m still re-reading The Princess Bride. I set it down during the holidays, replaced by Clement Clarke Moore and Dino specials)
There’s some crazy white boy out there talking about eatin’ four whole chickens…
You better think Outlaw!
Oh, INFJ…your fibs make Baby Jesus cry. I restocked the pantry yesterday.
BTW — my question from yesterday can be read as “Well, since you’re up, how’s about (I make) some breakfast?” just as easily as “Well, since you’re up, how’s about (you make) some breakfast?” So there.
I appreciate your walk back, g. I don’t have to believe it to accept it, do I? #o#
I’m glad my girl INFJ is watchin’ my back and I’ll have extra bacon, hold the grits. Thankyouverymuch.
Yes…krullers for the masses! I need one too, therefore let them be free! Fat be damned, they are good, so they shall continue to be part of my morning offering!
Your First Lady Mich doesn’t approve, but maybe JimmyC or goozer can whip up a batch.
Never tried to make donuts before, and it would be a wasted effort, as our grocery store has a killer bakery section. I make a mean breakfast burrito, though.
OK. But you might need to have the skill when you get to Tuscany in case they don’t have doa-nutta.
Hey, on the day I can afford a Tuscan villa, I will also be able to afford a live-in cook who makes us homemade donuts every morning. Might as well dream big, right?
Bella! Che bell’idea!
I don’t believe you goozer, but “Baby Jesus” says I have to forgive you anyway. Thanks for breakfast, but next time I’ll have my grits on the side, don’t like gritty bacon, so keep that in mind.
I had to wait until the autoplay grinder ended before I could listen to your post, Floyd (wah, wah, wah), and it’s chilling.
Another winning quote from this morning’s FNC:
“All sides are going to have to swallow hard.”
What Eliot (interesting last name..Engel!) meant was that the conservatives are going to have to swallow hard! I don’t want to have to snark on a Sunday, but the Demo-rats are used to swallowing anything and everything, so they think the rest of us have to believe their BS too! They need to swallow spending cuts, a POTUS that will mean what he says instead of tossing out lies like pigeon sh*t under a pigeon, and less taxes on the job providers. Oh, yeah, and tear up that f-ing Obamacare bill in its entirety!
I really hate to rant so hard on a Sunday morning, but the left has me so very ticked, I can hardly see straight! All, repeat, ALL they know how to do is lie and snivel!
January 5, 2013 at 4:22 PM
Uh oh. I’m skeerd. I hope I don’t have to beat someone over the head with a crowbar (so as not to be over reactive).
The stupid woman brought a gun to a crowbar fight. Not fair.
“Not fair.” And I know you know that it is fair, but I’m reiterating the following for the leftist masses who may not understand the truth of the matter.
It is fair when you consider he was a larger male, and she, as a female was most likely smaller and weaker, and had a child. The law is the law, and the law allows a defensive reaction if the offending party is stronger and more able to kill you. In Nevada, a cop, or armed citizen for example, has the right to shoot a perp that has a knife or any “deadly” weapon if he’s coming at you and within 15 feet of reaching you to do you in.
It’s even simpler than that: Her house. Period. Bang.
Yes…and also give us a “real” opportunity to choose the candidate instead of, “It’s Romney’s turn, or McCain’s turn” or whatever the Reps. have been doing to guarantee a loss!
Kit, your youth is showing, 1980 Charlie Daniels squared off on the Ruskies, but our problem has roots in the late sixties. We are once again our own worst enemy. Merle Haggard addressed these folks in 1970. Look out, squirrelly guys I guess we can alternate the 78 year old Daniels with the 77 year old Haggard.
Our friend Micah (15 year old with aggressive bone cancer)is DONE WITH CHEMO!!! He had his last scheduled dose Thursday and is home tonight in his own bed with his family. He wasn’t done before Christmas, as hoped, but pretty damn close. His family is selling the ranch to pay off the medical bills, but they’ve got another smaller property to go to, so while it’s not exactly sunshine and lollypops, they are together, alive, and provided for.
Thanks for sharing your good news, Tracy. God bless Micah and his family.