Check out Scooter! Click your cursor on him and he barks. He likes to follow the cursor with his head. Also, click on box to get a doggy treat. He'll follow it. Then bring treat to the top and click mouse again. He's a hungry little shit. Speaking of; he may not be house broken yet, and it will be on your 'puter. LOL

What did the fish say when it ran into a concrete wall?

Dam!

Just a quick note. It's Friday night, late, and I have to get up in a few hours to go to work. I hate to work Saturdays. I would rather go out and play. I want to be a kid again. Have hair, and have my mother yell at me to get the hell in the house cause it's raining out. Oh well, bed time.

Just remember, a crowded elevator smells totally different to a midget.



Me as a kid.

A Man

A man walks into a Bar..........Ouch!

Ok. It's short and stupid, what can I say. I'm doing this solo. My better half is still sleeping and I have to leave for work. Jokes and good times helps this old man feel young at heart. You have to laugh. I think it's a law. If not, it should be. There are too many cranky people in this world. It is our job to make them smile.(course, we don't get the big bucks). So next time you tell someone to "Stick it up your A**, Smile at them. It will drive them crazy.
Peace Out

What Do You Get

What do you get when you cross the Pillsbury dough boy with a blonde? Answer: A whiney bitch with a yeast infection


Always wear clean underwear in public, especially when working under you vehicle... From the NORTHWEST FLORIDA Daily News comes this story of a Crestview couple who drove their car to Wal-Mart, only to have their car break down in the parking lot. The man told his wife to carry on with the shopping while he fixed the car in the lot. The wife returned later to see a small group of people near the car. On closer inspection, she saw a pair of male legs protruding from under the chassis. Although the man was in shorts, his lack of underpants turned private parts into glaringly public ones. Unable to stand the embarrassment, she dutifully stepped forward, quickly put her hand UP his shorts, and tucked everything back into place. On regaining her feet, she looked across the hood and found herself staring at her husband who was standing idly by. The mechanic, however, had to have three stitches in his forehead.

I Told Nancy

I told Nancy I need my space and she gave me this blog.