Saturday, June 28, 2008

Weekend "this & that"....

Well Men....with Summer now here..."Charlie The Cop" reminds us to watch just how t' properly wear yur thong this summer, I know I will!!!!

Pay attention guys !!!

The Right Way To Wear A Thong.....


....and the WRONG WAY!!



Well Sir...Chicago Charlie also sends this informative photygraff explainin the Six big reasons as to why some men prefer drinkin in Bars...



Post Turtle

While suturing a cut on the hand of a 75 year old Texas rancher, whose hand was caught in a gate while working cattle, the doctor struck up a conversation with the old man. Eventually the topic got around to Obama and his bid to be our President.

The old rancher said, “Well, ya know, Obama is a ‘post turtle’.” Not being familiar with the term, the doctor asked him what a ‘post turtle’ was. The old rancher said, “When you’re driving down a country road and you come across a fence post with a turtle balanced on top, that’s a ‘post turtle’.”

The old rancher saw a puzzled look on the doctor’s face, so he continued to explain. “You know he didn’t get up there by himself, he don’t belong up there, he don’t know what to do while he is up there, and you just wonder what kind of a person put him up there.”

Courtesy of Nicki....

"Quick...make a noise Grandpa"....

A six-year old went to the hospital with his grandma to visit his grandpa.

When they got to the hospital, he ran ahead of his grandma and
burst into his grandpa's room.

"Grandpa, Grandpa," he said excitedly, "as soon as
Grandma comes into the room, make a noise like a frog!"

"What?" said his grandpa.

"Make a noise like a frog because grandma said that as soon as the old toad croaks, we're going to Disneyland !"

Thanks Charlie....

...and anuther one frum "Charlie the Cop"....

I became confused when I heard these terms which reference the word 'service'.

Internal Revenue 'Service'

U.S. Postal 'Service'

Telephone 'Service'

Cable T.V. 'Service'

Civil 'Service'

City & County Public 'Service'

Customer 'Service'

This is not what I thought 'service' meant. But today, I overheard two farmers talking, and one of them said he had hired a bull to 'service' a few cows.

BAM!!! It all came into perspective. I now understand what all those
'service' agencies are doing to us.

I hope you are as enlightened as I am.

Now Sir...Sandy frum down Tampa way sends us this little quiz....


Pantyhose quiz

Q: How many animals can you fit into a pair of pantyhose?
Now, think about it... Ready?


10 little piggies,

2 calves,

1 ass,

an unknown number of hares,

And of course one . . .


Hmmmm....Who ever said that women-folk cain't park.....

Gotta Thank Susan Gertson fer showin us all how she parks her car .....


Well Folks...with the world situation bein what it is with Israel a gettin ready to protect itself frum a nukular (George Bush spellin) holocaust by attackin Iran, the unbelievable cost of energy products, our many and varied domestic problems at home, do you really want a person who has not introduced even one bill or piece of legislation, or for that matter, done ANYTHING at all in his political career except get a few million fer his wifes hospital, in the White House? Think about this fer a short spell.....


Thursday, June 26, 2008

Friday follies.....

Well Sir...Got two grandkids graduatin High School this here weekend...soooo...y'all probably won't see another post till Monday....Sorry....

The Farmers 3 Daughters.....

HAT TIP: "Fish" frum Kentucky. Thanks mate....

Bubba's 21st Birthday

Bubba had long heard the stories of an amazing family tradition. It
seems that his father, grandfather and great-grandfather had all been
able to walk on water on their 21st birthday. On that special day,
they'd each walked across the lake to the bar on the far side for their
first legal drink.

So when Bubba's 21st birthday came around, he and his pal Jim Bob took a
boat out to the middle of the lake, Bubba stepped out of the boat ...
and nearly drowned! Jim Bob just barely managed to pull him to safety.

Furious and confused, Bubba went to see his grandmother. 'Grandma,' he
asked, 'it's my 21st birthday, so why can't I walk 'cross the lake like
my pappy, his father, and his father before him?'

Granny looked deeply into Bubba's troubled eyes and said, 'Because your
father, your grandfather and your great grandfather were born in
January, when the lake is frozen, and you were born in July , you
frickin' idiot.'

Gotta thank...who else, "Charlie the Cop" frum Chi-Town.....

....and Patrick sends us this little story bout Sex after Death....

A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the
other of the afterlife. Their biggest fear was that there was no afterlife.

After a long life together, the husband was the first to die. True to his word,
he made the first contact, Elizabeth ...':

Is that you, Steve?'

'Yes, I've come back like we agreed.'

'That's wonderful! What's it like?'

'Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it's off
to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then have sex a
couple of more times. Then I have lunch (you'd be proud - lots of greens)
another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex the rest of the
afternoon. After supper, it's back to the golf course again. Then it's more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and then the next day it
starts all over again.'

'Oh, Steve you surely must be in heaven!'

'Not exactly ... I'm a rabbit on a golf course in Georgia.'

A woman went to her doctor for advice. She told him that her husband
had developed a penchant for anal sex and she was not sure that it was
such a good idea.

'Do you enjoy it?' The doctor asked.

' Well actually, yes, I do.', she exclaimed..

'Does it hurt you?' he asked.

'No. I rather like it.'

'W ell, then,' the doctor continued, 'there's no reason that you shouldn't
practice anal sex, if that's what you like, so long as you take care not to
get pregnant.'

The woman was mystified....'What? You can get pregnant from anal sex?''

'Of course,' the doctor replied. 'Where do you think politicians come from'?

Thanks Charlie....

...and finally...Watch the Sign Language Lady. Pay no attention to the man'll get the idea.....

HAT-TIP: Patrick....

"Hail To The Chief".....belated Happy B'Day.....

Well Sir....that old jarhead "The Mohawk Chieftan" frum over at Smolderin Embers recently turned 62, so I thought I would send him a couple of my old "Bumper Stickers" just so's all the other drivers on the road will give him a wide berth when they see him comin.....

...and the State DMV found it necessary to erect this sign near his home....

....also, he commissioned an artist to do a sculpture of himself fer posterity's called "David"....

Soooo...if'n ya got a spare minute or two, why don'tcha drop in over at his "TeePee" and wish him well, and don't ferget to thank him fer almost winin the Vietnam War single handedly....

What a Guy!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Thursday thuds.....

Well good buddy Clint Griffin from out San Diego way sent me this little cutie.....




Borrowed these two video's frum "The Jawa Report". They highlight which of these two women grew up without ever experiencing freedom, and which one doesn''t have a clue (HINT: it's the video by

...ah...excuse me lady...but it's a VOLUNTEER Military.....


Busy t'day....

Well Sir, "Boss Wife" has got a "Honey-Do" list fer the I'll be a postins sumthin t'morrow.

"What we have heah is a failure t'communicate"....


Monday, June 23, 2008

Tuesday tidbits....

Well Sir...gotta say THANKS to "Charlie the Cop" and Susan Gertson fer the follerin items.....

"Come on down to the Farm."...... **sigh**, ain't it the truth though!...


A woman and a baby were in the doctor's examining room, waiting for the doctor to come in for the baby's first exam.

The doctor arrived, and examined the baby, checked his weight, and being a little concerned, asked if the baby was breast-fed or bottle-fed.'Breast-fed,' she replied.

'Well, strip down to your waist,' the doctor ordered.

She did. He pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both breasts for a while in a very professional and detailed examination.

Motioning to her to get dressed, the doctor said,

'No wonder this baby is underweight.

You don't have any milk.'

I know,' she said,

'I'm his Grandma, But I'm glad I came.'

OUCH, OUCH, and OUCH agin....


"Quick...Sign her up!"....WOW...What a Catch!


...hmmmm...Uh Oh!

The Homecoming

A newly married sailor was informed by the Navy that he was going to be stationed a long way from home on a remote island in the Pacific for a year.

A few weeks after he got there, he began to miss his new wife, so he wrote her a letter. "My love," he wrote, "we are going to be apart for a very long time. Already I'm starting to miss you and there's really not much to do here in the evenings. Besides that, we're constantly surrounded by young and very attractive native girls. A hobby of some sort would certainly help me resist temptation."

So his wife sent him back a harmonica, saying, "Why don't you learn to play this?"

Eventually, his tour of duty came to and end and he rushed back to his wife.

"Darling," he said, "I can't wait to get you into bed so that we can make passionate love!"

She kissed him and said, "First, let me hear you play something on that harmonica."


Subject: A Drunk story

He gets up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest,
biker in the face and says: 'I went by your grandma's house today and I saw
her in the hallway buck naked.

Man, she is one fine looking woman!'

The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused,
because he is one bad biker and would fight at the drop of a hat.

The drunk leans on the table again and says: 'I got it on with your
grandma and she is good, the best I ever had!'

The biker's buddies are starting to get really mad but the biker still
says nothing.

The drunk leans on the table one more time and says, 'I'll tell you
something else, boy, your grandma really liked it..

At this point the biker stands up, takes the drunk by the shoulders looks
him square in the eyes and says......

'Grandpa,...... Go home, you're drunk.

...excuse me...but I just gotta say it...You F*#KING DUMMY!


Sunday, June 22, 2008

Thank You All....

Well Sir, I had planned on puttin up a post individually thanking everyone who had donated and helped the Military Courtesy Room. I was only going to list first names and your area of the country, however, the list has grown far too large and expansive.

So...I'll begin by simply saying .....THANK YOU ALL!

So much has happened that this might take awhile. From the immediate moment of my posting of our need for a Military Courtesy Room at the Syracuse International Airport, contributions from you great folks ALL over these United States started pouring in. To say the least, we, Loren Davies, Leroy Bowen and myself were truly overwhelmed by the depth of your generosity.

Folks and corporations from across this great country of ours donated everything from $10.00, to $500.00, and every bit of it is sorely needed. Assistance in other forms also came in, for instance, "Joanne" from Long Island, contacted Dan Maloney from "A Gathering of Eagles" who reposted about our project. From Dan's post, another wonderful person named Mary Ann Reitano from the Syracuse area contacted us and offered assistance on several fronts. BTW, "Joanne", I couldn't get a personal message of thanks to you through your blogsite.

Mary Ann became, among other things, our "PR" person as she has many political and media connections. While working with her, it was learned that her cousin, Gregory J Harris USMC, is a listed POW/MIA from the Vietnam War. Because of all the valuable help and assistance she has provided, Loren Davies (Marine Corps League Commandant) and one of folks initially starting this project, decided to name the Courtesy Room, The Gregory J Harris, USMC, MIA/POW-Vietnam, Military Courtesy Room. Loren showed some real class by doing that!

BTW, Mary Ann also personally went to Washington and contacted Congressman John McHugh of our State, and he has offered the full assistance of his office....WOW!

....and ALL you other bloggers out there that jumped right in helped us with donations, posts, or BOTH, "The Chief", "SubVet", "Gayle" , "C.D." "MightyMom", "Bothenook", "Nicki" , "Yankee Mom" "Bluto" "Sig" , John, "John from Marine Corps Vet", Sandy and her hubby from Tampa, and Pat, ...again....THANK YOU EVER SO MUCH!

If I've missed anyone (and I probably have)...I sincerely apologize. continue, fer a spell we ran into some minor legal problems having to do with the Marine Corps League being a "Not-For-Profit" agency. The City of Syracuse (who donated the room for us at the airport) attorneys need proof of this status. But because of this, our originally planned opening date had to be postponed. At this writing, a "Soft" opening with official ceremony will happen on July 2nd, and the actual opening, on or around July 14th of this year.

Also, there are so many others that either contributed, or wrote articles about the project in your organization's newsletters, Like John LaManna of the Onondaga County Veterans Council, Gordi Lane of The Mayor's Veterans Advisory Council and Gary Williams of the Navy Fleet Reserve of Onondaga County.

To All of You (and those of you I may have missed) ....We again say THANK YOU for helping us bring this project to fruition......

....and people complain about what a bad place the internet is...*Sigh*