fellow travelers

I was trying to put all my software and programs back together after a really strange (non-viral) event when my mouse went bad. So I left the apartment walked up the long stairs to the grocery to get a pound of shrimp and something for dessert (a brownie) then I went down the stairs to Staples which as it happens is right across the street from this little bodega liquor store---(the kind which has everything behind plexiglass) and got a bottle of red wine. So I am chomping down the shrimp with a little salad and wondering if I should vote Liberal.

Joe(I am definitely not voting for the fear mongers.)Nation

OF COURSE.
Obama is even to the left of Ted Kennedy.
NO senator is to Obama 's left.

By WHAT reasoning coud any liberal POSSIBLY not vote for Obama ?
Castro and Pol Pot woud vote for Obama.

I wanna hear THIS.

Just yesterday, I was taking a breather from my daily routine of crushing the American worker, and engineering weapons sales to rebel groups in the Congo, and I decided it might be nice to sit a spell in the park outside my office. Thought I might even feed a few pigeons. Lure them in sort of, and then pull out my Glock and turn them into feather dusters.

Anyways, while I was sitting there just enjoying God's natural bounty, this old coot hobbled on by. He was wearing a battered Stetson, and had a week of grey grizzle on his craggy face. With his missing teeth and all he reminded me of Gabby Hayes.

I called to him, "Hey Old Timer, is that a Che Lives t-shirt you're wearing?"

He paused for a moment and chewed his cud a bit and answered, "Why yes it is you capitalist swine. I have been a liberal my long and sorry life and remain one to this day. Ole Che is the best damned leader this country could ever have (exceptin maybe for Mao or Dennis Kucinich) and Obama can't pack half his salt."

Right about then a truck hoped the curb and mowed the old coot down. I was right sorry as I was sort of amused by his home spun schtick, and his brain matter got on my boots besides.

She works in a concentration camp. Beans. Monday thru Saturday, it's beans. Sunday - beans with catsup.

Well, u coud clean your boots with that shirt.

Which shirt?

the one with che on it

That 's what che 's face is FOR

Now I get it

Pretty macabre though to take the shirt off a dead man's body and clean his brains off my boots.

You may have taken my attempt at humor to a place not intended.

Still, that was the reason that che 's face was incarnated.

Is it just the new format or have these kinds of threads funny threads been around all this time?

The doctor put me on new medication for my chronic headaches and I have up been up all hours (supposed to make you sleepy) so I was reading in the early hours this morning and laughed my head off in the 'Obama wants to do this ...' thread and now I find myself even chuckling at Finn's here...refreshing

I hope that your head feels better, Revel.

probably EASIER to do it, than before he was dead


Revel, if u have time on your hands,
will u test this to see which way is easier ?

I am not sure what test you are talking about.

But as far as my headache, thank you for asking. It is too soon to say yet though. So far it is merely keeping me sleepless. I hope if I find myself wondering around in my house at night like a ghost tonight I find some more interesting threads like I have been lately.

Anyone want any Tetley tea samples?

Apparently they're being delivered to my house in time to be handed out to parents on Hallowe'en. How did this happen?

If u don 't FIND them, then WRITE THEM UP for us.


The test was for u to find out whether it is EASIER
to get a shirt off of a dead man,
or to get it from him BEFORE he is dead,
and report back to us with your findings.

Oh, well, in the first place my jokes are not that good, which is why I go and search out ones that are. I probably would be more apt to ask the old timer on the side of the road if he needed help than to take his shirt dead or alive. Least I would like to think so. I might be too scared because I wouldn't know him. No offense dys. Guess I would just leave you bleeding to death on Finn's boots.

You know we liberals like to talk a good game, but if I see a scary guy on the side of the road or something, I don't know, when I am all by myself-- I have to admit I don't stop. I have often wondered if it counts against us in the parable of the Good Samaritan. I am Kind of wondering far afield here.