This may quite possibly be the funniest “old fart” cartoon ever written.

…and you can find this guy’s funny stuff over here. Just hit the “Random” button to get more.
No need to thank me, it’s all part of the service.
This may quite possibly be the funniest “old fart” cartoon ever written.

…and you can find this guy’s funny stuff over here. Just hit the “Random” button to get more.
No need to thank me, it’s all part of the service.
Every time I rethink my position on the death penalty — i.e. that maybe I should reconsider my support thereof — I somehow stumble across a story like this one:
A convicted killer who had already murdered one girlfriend was left free to kill a second following a catalogue of police and probation service blunders, a jury has ruled.
Paul O’Hara, 48, was on life licence after serving 15 years for killing a former partner when he met businesswoman Cherylee Shennan.
They began a relationship but within weeks manipulative O’Hara, who had been diagnosed with psychopathic traits in prison, began controlling and beating the 40-year-old mother of one.
Over the following months police missed several chances to stop the ‘high-risk violent predator’.
When unprepared and unarmed officers did finally go to Miss Shennan’s home, O’Hara attacked them before stabbing his girlfriend to death.
So basically, this murderous asswipe was out on parole when he killed Victim #2.
Everyone who favors the abolition of execution for murder is all “O noes, what about the innocent people wrongly convicted?” when in fact they should be all “O noes, what about the innocent people killed by assholes wrongly freed?”
It’s bullshit. Anyone convicted of murder should be locked away forever while the appeals process grinds on, then executed. There should be NO parole (or “life licence” — what a crock of shit) for convicted murderers, ever.
Unless, maybe, we go all Hammurabi and if a parole board releases a murderer who then goes on to murder someone else, then the members of the parole board responsible should also face life imprisonment (or execution — a.k.a. Full Hammurabi) for having allowed Murder #2.
And while I’m still in a charitable mood, why hasn’t convicted cop-killer Wesley Cook (alias Mumia Abu-Jamar) been executed yet?
Following yesterday’s post about the exquisite Triumph TR4, I need to explain where I got the title of the two posts. But first, a little exposition.
As much as I love and adore old cars, I have no interest — none — in restoring one. Indeed, even if I were tempted to buy one, I would never be one of Those Guys who spend hours over weekends trying to coax life into an old Weber carburetor or rewiring the dashboard switches. I believe that all that stuff is best left to people who enjoy doing this stuff: I’m a user, not a fixer or tinkerer, and think that if I were intended to venture into this dark world of vintage car ownership, God would not have invented auto mechanics or, for that matter, AAA.
However, when I do happen upon a temple dedicated to these endeavors, I’m happy to pass on the news in case there is the occasional Reader who might need to visit such an establishment. So during my recent trip to New England, I happened to come upon Brit Bits, a marvelously-named place located in Rye, New Hampshire. Here’s what I saw:




(I should point out that in her yoof, New Wife used to drive an MGB GT like the mustard-colored one — the color is Full Late-1960s — only hers was aubergine: “purple”, to you and me. If I’d had the money — and the nerve — I would have bought her the white one and driven it back the Texas.)
But be still, my beating heart: Morris Minors!

And don’t get me started about the Austin Healey Mk III:

The only problem with owning one of these, as any fule kno, is that one would need to move to Rye and form a very close relationship with the mechanics at Brit Bits (maybe even adoption should be considered), unless one were of the aforementioned fixers and tinkerers.
However, if I were to be presented with a “resto-mod” of the Healey, MGB or even that Morris Minor Traveller station wagon, I’d sell a firstborn or two.
And you have to love a place that features this July 4-themed pic on their website:

One of the few benefits of being old is that when someone talks about some beautiful piece of old stuff, you can probably remember seeing it for yourself, back in the day. I noticed that folks commented on the old gun ads in last week’s post — yup, I remember shooting some of those old guns too — and I had a similar reaction to this article about some different old stuff:
A fabulous Triumph TR4 two-seater sports car once owned by Essex Police is set to go under the [auctioneer’s] hammer. Police needed to buy sports cars in the 1960s to keep up with miscreant motorists with powerful motors.
There are pics of said car in the article — and it IS a beauty. Here are some pics of other Triumph TR4s:
Love the wire wheels. The other types? Not so much:
Must say, though, that the TR4’s backside is Full 1960:
But the interior is lovely:
And all that said, I’d take one in a heartbeat, even with the oil leaks and
Back in the 1960s, I was jealous of the TR4’s driver every time I saw one zipping past. As I recall, most of them were women… and pretty ones at that.
…and if the Internet is to be trusted, they still are.
Beautiful.
1) Half of Germany sees Islam as a threat — the other half is Muslim.
2) POTUS tells Congressional Commies to fuck off back to Shitholia — ’bout time. There’s apparently some confusion about this: what he meant was that AOC should first try running Brooklyn in the way she wants to run the U.S.; ditto that Black chick for Boston, the Arab from Detroit, and the Black chick from Somalia / Minneapolis [some overlap]. Apparently, however, most Republicans understood his message perfectly.
3) Chuckie thinks that slavery reparations are a good idea — of course he does, the slimy little Commie fuck. Ever since Black Jesus left the White House, the Socialists have been scrambling to keep dem darkies on the plantation, and this seems to be the best they can do. (They can’t promise Black people actual jobs, of course — Trump’s already reduced Black unemployment.)
4) Congress under threat of attack — the cops want to increase security because Trump’s rhetoric may inflame sentiment against the Commie Congressmen. Where was all this concern when Bernie Bros and Pantifa threatened Republicans, e.g. Steve Scalise?
The good folks at ammunitiontogo.com sent me a link to their article on silencers (suppressors, moderators, what have you).
If you don’t know much on the topic (I didn’t, until recently), it’s a good one.
Favorite stat: of the ~1.5 million suppressors extant in the U.S., Texas accounts for well over 260,000 (plus one more when I get my act together).
Mr. Free Market has one of these moderated sweetie-pies (because while guns are hated by the elites in Britishland, amazingly, “moderators” are not only allowed, but encouraged in their use — he has five or six, as I recall).

S&W M&P 15-22. Want.
Thanks to Reader Dave S. for the link.