Okay, this is genuinely funny. Via Insty comes this little bit of mirthmaking:
Follow the link to see why I, and the rest of Trump Country, cannot stop laughing.
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Caption Competition #153
To help you all with this one, Georges Barbier’s original title of the work is “The Difficult Admission”.
So… what’s she admitting to?
Your suggestions in Comments.
Thanksgiving Day
This must be the first-ever Thanksgiving Day where getting together with family and giving thanks for all our blessings is an act of defiance towards Government.
Enjoy yourselves, because they don’t want you to.
Happy Thanksgiving to you all.
Running On Empty
Gotta tell you all that the past couple of weeks have drained my blogging batteries. It looks like life now revolves around Chinkvirus-inspired government tyranny (e.g. calls to “cancel” Thanksgiving WTF), what the Left has in store for us when that cocksucker Biden comes to power (as it seems he must — criminal fraud wins again), and the usual celebrity-inspired bullshit.
Fuck that. All of it.
And the mood amongst my Readers seems to be just as gloomy, judging from the tone in Comments recently.
So I’m taking a break from it all, and will spend my time between now and Monday at the range, cleaning my guns, watching Ronnie O’Sullivan playing snooker, and reading something (don’t know what, too enervated to bother).
There will be some posts, but nothing of consequence. I don’t even feel like posting pics of guns — and when did I ever say that?
Spend Thanksgiving with your families, and screw all those assholes who are preaching doom and gloom if you do. Some things are more important than life, and frankly, if I can’t spend time with my family and friends, there’s no point to any of it. (I have THREE Thanksgiving dinners on the schedule: the regular one with the kids minus #2 Son on Thursday, Friday Night Leftovers with Adopted Daughter at her dad’s new house, and Delayed Thanksgiving on Saturday with Doc Russia (who’s working at the VA in Thanksgiving Day).
Oh, and the Son&Heir is taking me to the DACA gun show at Market Hall, also on Saturday, because he wants to buy me a gun. So there’s that.
Come Monday, we can start afresh. I hope.
Medical Update
Had my semi-annual checkup last Friday, and as usual, the Sawbones told me to go away and stop wasting his time.
Yes, for those who are interested: I am in excellent health apart from the standard age-related issues, and plan on staying around to torment my children, snarl at the government and piss off the Usual Suspects (Commies, vegans, gun confiscators [some overlap] ).
Of course I gained weight during the Dreaded Lockdown — who didn’t? — but I have a plan in place to reduce my tonnage considerably, starting only next Monday because starting it during Thanksgiving would be an exercise in complete and abject failure, as any fule kno.
I think I’ll go to the range in a couple hours. For a couple hours.
How A Virus Spreads
