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Democrats are promoting riots and lawlessness.
This is what @realDonaldTrump and @FLOTUS did today.
Democrats are promoting riots and lawlessness.
This is what @realDonaldTrump and @FLOTUS did today.
Biden was promoting ObamaCare.
Lying and slurring.
"Dawn'd Trum" = "Donald Trump"
"Difighting" = "fighting"
And so on.
Lying and slurring.
"Dawn'd Trum" = "Donald Trump"
"Difighting" = "fighting"
And so on.
His mask apparently fell off his right ear.
It dangled above his left shoulder like a bat.
It dangled above his left shoulder like a bat.
@JimCarrey should have fond memories of THIS:
Art made reality, eh, Jim?
How about a nice crayon art piece about Biden as Fire Marshal Bill?
That would be pretty edgy.
As in REALLY edgy, not the fish-meal patties you've been making for the clapping seals.
How about a nice crayon art piece about Biden as Fire Marshal Bill?
That would be pretty edgy.
As in REALLY edgy, not the fish-meal patties you've been making for the clapping seals.
HEY JIM!
Really Doing Time on Maple Drive?
Seems like centuries ago, huh?
All the missed opportunities.
Really Doing Time on Maple Drive?
Seems like centuries ago, huh?
All the missed opportunities.
Just so you know, JIM:
My brother and I were ENTRANCED with that performance.
We still love that film.
It spoke to us.
We had NO IDEA that a person could speak to their father that way. It never even OCCURRED TO US.
My brother and I were ENTRANCED with that performance.
We still love that film.
It spoke to us.
We had NO IDEA that a person could speak to their father that way. It never even OCCURRED TO US.
As you sink ever deeper into DUMB partisan politics, a short story:
My father had a party trick:
He was abnormally, genetically strong. We had tons of parties when I was little. This one took place in 1966.
My father had a party trick:
He was abnormally, genetically strong. We had tons of parties when I was little. This one took place in 1966.
All the adults were yelling for a fresh-faced new employee to volunteer for my father's party trick.
He was young and vulnerable, the way you were in Maple Drive.
Had no idea what was coming.
A space was cleared, and the guy was pushed in front of my father.
He was young and vulnerable, the way you were in Maple Drive.
Had no idea what was coming.
A space was cleared, and the guy was pushed in front of my father.
My father put his cigarette in his mouth and told the smiling young fellow to hold still.
Then almost faster than you could see it happen, he grabbed the guy by his upper arms, threw him up in the air, grabbed him with both hands by the hips, and flipped him upside down.
Then almost faster than you could see it happen, he grabbed the guy by his upper arms, threw him up in the air, grabbed him with both hands by the hips, and flipped him upside down.
As the guy fell, my father grabbed him by the ankles and stopped his fall when his head was inches above the concrete.
"Now I'm gonna pile drive ya," my father growled.
The young guy screamed, "NO! DON'T!"
And everybody laughed.
My father gently set the guy down.
"Now I'm gonna pile drive ya," my father growled.
The young guy screamed, "NO! DON'T!"
And everybody laughed.
My father gently set the guy down.
He climbed to his feet, not innocent anymore.
He was in shock.
"You look like you could use a drink," my father said. "Come on."
The guy numbly followed.
GUESS WHAT, JIM:
He was lucky. He didn't get pile driven. And that's all I'll say about that.
He was in shock.
"You look like you could use a drink," my father said. "Come on."
The guy numbly followed.
GUESS WHAT, JIM:
He was lucky. He didn't get pile driven. And that's all I'll say about that.
Life is a hard task master, as they say.
Hard for most of us.
A real test of character is to experience inhuman things without losing your humanity.
I can't imagine losing my humanity over politics. It makes me laugh.
Now I laugh AT you, not with you.
Hard for most of us.
A real test of character is to experience inhuman things without losing your humanity.
I can't imagine losing my humanity over politics. It makes me laugh.
Now I laugh AT you, not with you.
Poor rich famous Jim Carrey.
So brave to make crayon cartoons that take no courage whatsoever to draw.
Hating Trump is a pass for all evil.
Look around you, Jim. It's now permissible to commit ANY crime in the name of Trump-hate.
So brave to make crayon cartoons that take no courage whatsoever to draw.
Hating Trump is a pass for all evil.
Look around you, Jim. It's now permissible to commit ANY crime in the name of Trump-hate.
How could you POSSIBLY choose to b part of that crowd?
Beats me, but I don't really care.
I'm much closer to the end than the beginning, and although I determined long ago that no matter what, I wasn't going to hasten my departure.
BUT.
Beats me, but I don't really care.
I'm much closer to the end than the beginning, and although I determined long ago that no matter what, I wasn't going to hasten my departure.
BUT.
NOW I got my reward.
I get to see all my dreams come true.
Global improvement.
THEY GET THE LIFE I NEVER HAD.
And THAT, my friend, has made the whole godawful mess of my life worthwhile.
I'm a grain of sand on the beach.
But I can SEE!
I get to see all my dreams come true.
Global improvement.
THEY GET THE LIFE I NEVER HAD.
And THAT, my friend, has made the whole godawful mess of my life worthwhile.
I'm a grain of sand on the beach.
But I can SEE!
"My father says almost the whole world's asleep. Everybody you know, everybody you see, everybody you talk to. He says only a few people are awake. And they live in a state of constant total amazement."
--Joe Versus the Volcano
--Joe Versus the Volcano
I'm more awake than I've ever been.
It's a great time to be alive if you're awake and sane.
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It's a great time to be alive if you're awake and sane.
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ADDENDUM:
Dysgraphia is the damndest thing. Ask any psychiatrist.
Here's a perfect description of what it is for me to write.
It's like I'm dictating to an obtuse and unwilling stenographer sitting on the other side of a thick pane of frosted glass.
Dysgraphia is the damndest thing. Ask any psychiatrist.
Here's a perfect description of what it is for me to write.
It's like I'm dictating to an obtuse and unwilling stenographer sitting on the other side of a thick pane of frosted glass.
