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Archive for the ‘Humor’ Category
Poke the Marble Head and the Whole Family will become excited, whoever they are. I really don’t want to know…
Someone’s got to support the oceans in the southern hemisphere, and it might as well be him.
[Original image found here. Cropped, rotated and enhanced only. No Photoshop.]
The Girls of Delta Tau Phi all want to borrow your van to move their belongings from here to a few feet over there. It’ll take all day and you still won’t get invited to their private wubba wubba dance.
All was askew in the psychotic canoe.
Hello, I am Ms. Twitter, daughter-in-law of Mr. Twitter and
wife Significant Other of Mr. Twitter II. I have been put in charge of something very important and I’ve been very important for some time.
See that door behind me? That’s the #TwitterGulag. It’s where I send people whom I decide have violated Twitter’s Terms Of Service, written by my 12 year-old niece, Denada. She hates everyone for no particular reason, but she’s still my niece, and I am still in charge.
I send email messages to those of you with Twitter Accounts whom have been flagged as inappropriate and non-compliant with my unspecified political point of view. I ensure that your Twitter accounts are appropriately blocked, banned and deleted, and that you are required to jump through tiny little email hoops to get your pathetic Twitter accounts reinstated.
It never happens.
At the same time, I allow the most egregious violators of our TOS to fly free and clear no matter what offensive garbage they post or how much targeted harassment they get away with, despite your whining complaints. That makes me laugh, because there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it. Yeah. Complain to @Twitter or @TwitterSupport and see what happens, loser.
But here’s the fun part. Once I decide you’re banned, your entire history goes away and you get to start all over. It’s like you never even existed. You are nothing more than a squeezed spent pimple on the Junior High Boys’ Restroom mirror to me, and the school janitor takes care of you.
I am Ms. Twitter. Do not trifle with me.
The Tubes “WPOD” featuring Fee Waybill as Quay Lewd in 1977. I missed out on seeing them live, but I have a couple of their early albums. “Don’t Touch Me There” was one of my favorites; lotta talent in that band.
I remember that year (and the Winter of 77-78) and it was about that time I realized that I hated a lot of the garbage the rock stations were pumping (czech out the 1977 Top 100 Billboard List. Leo Sayer? Really?) My music preferences went rogue.
However, there are a couple of songs on that list that I secretly liked, like this one:
In 1975 Aerosmith came out with their classic “Walk This Way” and it climbed all the way up to No. 90 in 1977. Go figger. The only other song on that Billboard List that I remember liking much was this one:
Manfred Mann’s Earth Band‘s version of Bruce Springsteen‘s “Blinded By The Light” was more popular than the original and made it to No. 36 on the Billboard Top 100 for 1977. (BTW, Mann was never the lead singer. He was the keyboardist.)
Have a great Fathers’ Day Weekend folks, appreciate all that your dad does (or did) for you, and we’ll see you back here tomorrow.