Monday Funnies

What day is it?  I declare this Monday to known as “All About Women Day”.  But as befits Monday, it’s not going to be about ones we love, right Hillary?

I know, I know:
Wait a second…

So let’s continue:

And a warning that things are not always what they seem:

But to make up for that Hillary pic, and before someone does something drastic, here are a few of those “bra-less” pics that didn’t make the cut last week:

Have a nice week, y’all.

Monday Funnies

Wait… what day is it?

Oh yeah, it’s Monday.

So to get things a little more ship-shape, some funny stuff.  And given what happened over the past couple weeks, what better than a little black-and-white humor?  (And just so we’re all clear about my bona fides :  remember that I’m a full-blooded  African-American.)

Well, who can resist that invitation?

And after all that, I think it’s time for an All-American White Girl:

“If It Means Saving Lives…”

Where have we heard this before?  O, Canada.  Unsurprisingly, this is Ontario (motto:  We’re more socialist than New York), where the forces of police power are rapidly becoming unlimited.

As an aside — and I admit that it’s been years since I was last in Ontario — I’m pretty sure that the above Gestapo attitudes will work in places like Toronto (a.k.a. Woke City, CN).  But Ontario is a really big state, and I would be really interested to see what happens oh, about a hundred miles north of Toronto, when the Sturmtruppen  start playing their little reindeer games.  (Warning:  link can cause extreme rage.)

Or have all Canadians become so cowed by Government?

Monday Funnies

What day is it again?

So to get over that gagging thing, a little Italian food humor:

Some Wop humor:

And some gender-specific stuff:

And speaking of beautiful Italian women… oh hell, where to begin?  I’ll just pick one, and don’t yell at me because I didn’t pick your favorite.

Say hello to Sabrina Ferilli:

And a more recent one:

Bellissima.

Monday Funnies

Oy vey, it’s Monday:

Just for the hell of it, I proclaim today Jew Day on this here website.  (Don’t panic;  everything has been blessed by the Deth Bin*.)

(My buddy Lev, who is an actual rabbi, tells me that this would be funny were it not so true.)  And in that same vein:

And just for the hell of it:

And one of my personal favorites:

Now get out there and make some money.  Next week:  Italians.


*I know;  shuddup.

 

 

Not Wanted

Inspired by this piece in the DM, I list things that seem insubstantial or unimportant, but under the reign of World-Emperor Kim (see above) would be banned and destroyed whenever seen in public:

  • Oddly- flavored booze, e.g. chocolate vodka and raspberry-flavored beer.  Just thinking about them makes my mouth go lemon-shaped and my stomach go into spasm.
  • Light (“lite”) beer.  The only way I’d agree to letting this shit stay around was if it were sold for ten cents a gallon.  Then everyone who drank it would get horribly drunk and die in car crashes, thus solving two problems.
  • Crocs, when worn outside the garden.  They work surprisingly well as gardening shoes, but there are limits.
  • Ditto Uggs:  excellent slippers, should not be seen in public.
  • Chewing gum.  Disgusting stuff, especially when chewed with an open mouth.
  • Nose rings.  Absolutely nobody’s appearance is enhanced by this foul facial appurtenance.
  • Car decals.  Every last one of them, no exceptions, and  especially the smug mini-billboards like “Proud Parent Of An Honor Student”.  Don’t even get me started on the “go faster” stripes, or flames.
  • “Lifted” trucks on public roads.

Note that I’ve left off the large stuff like Modernist architecture, Glocks and music produced by Simon Cowell.  They are a constant irritation to me and have often been featured on these pages, so I’m not going to belabor the point.

Other than “carpeted bathrooms”, I found most of the things in the DM  list rather inoffensive, albeit some in bad taste.  And they can take my Nicky Cage sequin pillow from my cold dead hands.

Feel free to add your favorite hates to the list.  (Just stuff, no people — we all know who you’d want to see gone, or be first on the noose.)