Showing posts with label Major Award. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Major Award. Show all posts

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Of course it was her "time of month"

photo is real, but cropped

Tuesday, July 05, 2016

Got Junk?




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Did mom tell you there isn't anything
you can't achieve if you work hard enough?
And never give up?


Here, maybe.   But

She lied. Not only thatthe actual winner is living in some undiscovered rain forest hut.

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Decoration Rustler

A Belated Major Award



Wednesday, December 30, 2015

FAB 50



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I'd like to thank the Academy

Thursday, October 15, 2015

UNT! UNT! UNT!




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UNT Mug


When I was a kid a big joke was the Sam Houston Institute of Technology, or S.H.I.T.  Hardee-Har-Har.  The problem was, sigh, there is no such school,  so when cuzzin ricky ("... would make a great mug for the Clinton campaign!") sent me this UNT mug I figgered it was more bogus acronym.  But no!  There is a UNT! Just off the top of my head I can think of several people I'd like to send this mug to ( Around $14 at Amazon). 

Friday, April 17, 2015

FRANK FELDMAN




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FRANK FELDMAN
The Legend




    A man walks out to the street and catches a taxi just going by.

    He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Frank. "

    Passenger: Who?

    Cabbie: Frank Feldman. He's a guy who did everything right all the   time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab . . . things    happened like that to Frank Feldman every single time.


     Passenger: There are always a few clouds over everybody.

    Cabbie: Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete! He could have  won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy!

    Passenger: Sounds like he was something really special.

    Cabbie: There's more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order, and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me.  I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank Feldman could do everything right.

    Passenger: Wow, quite a guy!

    Cabbie:  Frank never made a mistake, and he really knew how to trreat a woman and make her feel good. His clothing was always immaculate; shoes highly polished, too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman.

    Passenger: An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?

    Cabbie: Well, I never actually met Frank.  He died and I married his  fuckin​g​ widow.

(Tommy Bob Walsh)