[Cinco de Mayo archive here.]
“There are demon worshipers in the cul-de-sac” [Sound up].
There is a reason that she’s referred to as Alexandria Occasional Cortex. (Dude wouldn’t post my polite comment either, even though I’ve been linking to his site for years.)
We took an unscheduled trip recently, and Bunkessa had some observations about the plane flights: “They treat us like children.”
“Get in line. No talking.”
“We’re not going anywhere until you buckle your seat belt.”
“Sit up straight.”
“Put your toys away.”
“We’re turning off the lights so you can sleep.”
“BTW, you’re grounded until we say otherwise.”
“Curfew is at 11PM.”
“Once we land, you may go to the Carousel.”
[Top Image from here.]
Linkin Bridge‘s “My Old Kentucky Home” is killer
Oh, and Cinco De Mayo has everything to do with selling beer in the US and nothing to do with Mexican Independence Day.
Have a great weekend. folks, see you back here tomorrow.
Just showed this to the missus. Her response was, “Taco pizza, pizza taco. What’s the difference?”
[Found *urp* here.]
[Leer sobre la historia del día, clic aquí.]
Cosas como esta son tan vergonzoso que yo ni siquiera voy a enviar un enlace a esos imbéciles, pero ¡Felices fiestas!
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¡Toma un poco de guacamole!
[Imagen encontrada aquí.]
Cinco de Mayo has its roots in the French occupation of Mexico, which took place in the aftermath of the Mexican-American War of 1846-48, the Mexican Civil War of 1858, and the 1860 Reform Wars. These wars left the Mexican Treasury in ruins and nearly bankrupt. On July 17, 1861, Mexican President Benito Juárez issued a moratorium in which all foreign debt payments would be suspended for two years. In response, France, Britain, and Spain sent naval forces to Veracruz to demand reimbursement. Britain and Spain negotiated with Mexico and withdrew, but France, at the time ruled by Napoleon III, decided to use the opportunity to establish a Latin empire in Mexico that would favor French interests, the Second Mexican Empire. [Wiki]
So in other words, a nearly bankrupt country stopped paying bills until three big debt collectors showed up. Two of them settled, but the third took it a step further. Mr. Françoise (aka Lucky Pierre) knocked on the door and said, “Nice place you got here. Shame if anything should happen to it.” The rest is history.
Jonco finds stuff on the internest that nobody else can see, and here’s proof.
Any band named HorrorPops gets my vote (and we’ve posted about them here before). There’s something inherently cool about a mashup between punk, psychobilly, hotrods and Denmark. Besides, they got a curvy girl with tatts on stand up bass singing lead.
With that, have a great weekend, folks.