I am constantly bombarded with little urges to post some of the worst jokes. That is worst in the sense that you would probably not repeat them in mixed company. . . or at least in front of your kids.
The fact that I have yet to relate any of these jokes means that, so far, I'm winning the battle. Unfortunately it means that the orneriness manifests itself in other ways.
BTW - in case anyone is wondering why I post something almost every day, it's because that's how the pressure is relieved. It's a whole lot better to have a bunch of little inane posts than it is to have a major outburst of stupidity once in a while... and it is better that I do it here than someplace where people know me.
Now I gotta go and design an award for Suldog
Two Bumbling Southerners with Big City Dreams
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As many times as I’ve seen it, *All About Ev*e never fails to take me back
to my first trip with Edward, to New York City for New Year’s Eve, 1980-81.
At ...
5 years ago
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I dare ya!
who you callin' a goat head?