It's All Downhill From Here Folks

I ran across this picture by photographer Mary Ellen Mark. I see it as a harbinger to the decline of Western Civilization.

Where are this child's parents??!!

Black Man Cookies

From the same folks that brought you Vlad the Impaler and Count Dracula, there is a new product. Romanians are scurrying to their grocery and shopping for the new taste sensation, Black Man Cookies.

This is a delicious chocolate snack that comes in the shape of a course-haired Black superhero. It is great for dipping in white milk or as a taste treat for your little Baltic racist.

So the next time you are in Bucharest or Transylvania by sure to look for Black Man Cookies on the grocery shelf.

*DISCLAIMER*

Black Man Cookies are not from the same folks that brought you Obama Waffles or the Obama Chia Pet.

Arab Spring

Does anyone know what is an Arab Spring?  For most of the summer, that is all they were discussing on the TV and radio news.

I came across this bar of soap at the supermarket. Is this what they are talking about?



September Thoughts

I liberal friend sent me an email that stated liberals were more intellegent than conservatives. The next day this Democratic Representative from Florida appeared in the news.  Yeah, this sure proves her point.

Me, behave? Seriously? As a child I saw Tarzan almost naked, Cinderella arrived home after midnight, Pinocchio told lies, Aladdin was a thief, Batman drove over 200 miles an hour, Snow White lived in a house with 7 men, Popeye smoked a pipe and had tattoos, Pac Man ran around to digital music while eating pills that enhanced his performance, and Shaggy and Scooby were mystery solving hippies that always had the munchies.
The fault is not mine!

BAIL'EM OUT!!! ???? Hell, back in 1990, the Government seized the Mustang Ranch brothel in Nevada for tax evasion and, as required by law, tried to run it. They failed and it closed. Now, we are trusting the economy of our country, our banking system, our auto industry and possibly our health plans to the same nit-wits who couldn't make money running a whore house and selling whiskey?!"
"What the Hell are we thinking?"

Daddy, how was I born? 'Well, son, your mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo. Then I set up a date via e-mail with your mom and we met at a wifi cafe. We sneaked into a secluded room and “google”d each other. There your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: "You got Male."