Note: During one of my previous blogging obsessions on “another network” many years ago, I would seek out interesting movie clips on the Internet, slap them on my blog, and then add a dash of commentary. The following is one example… Howdy, folks. I was innocently doing […]
Ed, Professional Hoofer from New Jersey: “And for the last bit of the dance finale, do this little side kick and shake your moneymaker like it’s on fire.” Starlet #1, far left: “You mean our moneymakers. Plural.” Ed: “No, I mean singular. The good ole thrust and grind […]
The crime scene investigator was extremely puzzled as he reviewed this image captured by a security camera. At first glance, it did appear that the woman dancing on the desk was probably responsible for the corpse currently in the county morgue, and the primitive but heavy cast on […]
Dear Guests, Patrons and People Who Don’t Know Anything about Art Yet Insist on Showing Up, Thank you for joining us on this second night of Bonnywood’s Annual Cultural Arts Festival and Bacchanalia. It’s been a hoot of a day, hasn’t it? That Salvador Dali Sack Race […]
Betty was a bit concerned. She could hear the folks outside her dressing room, babbling about the thing that someone had done to the actress in the other dressing room. Betty was fully aware of the thing, because she had done it. But she thought she had done […]
During a recent excavation at a long-abandoned country club in the township of Martha’s Future Vineyard, Massachusetts, just south of Cape Cod, a startling discovery was made. In this primitive example of early photography, circa 1778, it appears that the founding fathers of our country perhaps held back […]
Mop-Etta: “Do you really love me?” Gene: “With all of my heart, because that’s what the lyrics in this song say.” Mop-Etta: “But you understand that we can never have children because, well, I don’t have any lower organs.” Gene: “It doesn’t matter, my floor-cleansing beauty. We can […]
Walter, internally: “I don’t know why we’re doing this. I only went on this date so my parents would quit pestering me about the fact that I haven’t shown any interest in women since birth. I want to stay in my father’s will, naturally, because an inherited lifestyle […]
It appears that someone on the Admissions Staff at Saint Bernadette’s School for Chaste and Modest Girls made a slight error. Sister Ecclesiasta Mae had something to say about that. “How in Heaven’s glowing name did all of these scoundrels get in here?” Sister Ruthina Anastasia did not […]
As Mrs. Shawn rounded the corner into the living room, she finally began to understand why her son had never married…
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