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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Clyde's Home on Parole

What I See        
  
Ruh-Roh


Res Ipsa Loquitor


This is sad.  That's Clyde's mother over the porcelain.  She's physically ill because he's only been home on parole for two days,  and has already defied the court order about being within 100 yards of ... .  You know.

Say!. Maybe there's a happier back-story?


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6 comments:

  1. iri4/17/13, 6:53 PM

    I see two kindred spirits. That's all I see.

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  2. Anonymous4/18/13, 8:55 AM

    I see a Dad who enjoys life, loves his wife, and has lots of fun tweaking her. When have only one law in our house: If it's funny, it's acceptable. This picture is a good example.
    I see a kindred spirit.
    -BravoKilo

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  3. Rodger the Real King of France4/18/13, 12:42 PM

    Oh, I see what's going on. Shame Rodger for his cynical outlook about something pure and wholesome. Okay, you made me re-look at it. Nope. Women don't usually blow-lunch over wholesomeness. I still see the same thing.

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  4. iri4/18/13, 7:53 PM

    Nothing of the sort! I was just pointing out the obvious. It's always the boys against the girls. This time the boys win! I've always been a team player.

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  5. Rodger the Real King of France4/18/13, 8:11 PM

    joking

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  6. Anonymous4/18/13, 10:05 PM

    ROTH!

    (Right Over their heads!)
    RAK

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