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02/04/2025 “JUST PLAIN SILLINESS”   Leave a comment

This is a perfect day for a truck load of silliness. First let’s look over some truly stupid and published newspaper headlines.

CHILD’S STOOL GREAT FOR USE IN THE GARDEN

SOVIET VIRGIN LANDS SHORT OF GOAL AGAIN

DEALERS WILL HEAR CAR TALK AT NOON

ENRAGED COW INJURES FARMER WITH AX

MAN RUN OVER BY FREIGHT TRAIN DIES

Next are a few actual classified ads that made me smile.

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Joining nudist colony, must sell washer & dryer – $300.00

Tired of cleaning yourself? Let me do it.

Dog for sale: eats anything and is fond of children.

Used Cars: Why go elsewhere to be cheated? Come here first.

Man wanted to work in explosive factory. Must be willing to travel.

Quotes and Malaprops from actual high school and college exams on the subject of Music Appreciation

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  • The principal singer of nineteenth-century opera was called the pre-Madonna.
  • Agnes Dei was a woman composer famous for her church music.
  • A trumpet is an instrument when it is not an elephant sound.
  • When electric currents go through them, guitars start making sounds. So would anybody.
  • Just about any animal skin can be stretched over a frame to make a pleasant sound once the animal is removed.

And finally, a serious quote from a serious Playboy playmate, Barbie Benton.

(Not PETA Approved)

“I believe that minks are raised to be turned into fur coats and if we didn’t wear fur coats, those little animals would never have been born. So is it better not to have been born, or to have lived for one or two years to have been turned into a fur coat. I don’t know.”

PROMISE TO BE SILLY AT LEAST ONCE A DAY

01/30/2025 💥💥LIMERICK ALERT💥💥   Leave a comment

It’s just another weird and wonderful week here in Maine. So far, we’ve had a snowstorm, then an earthquake, then a windstorm, then some rain, and a dose of black ice for good measure. It’s no wonder I hate to leave the house. Today’s post is yet another visit through the “limerick time tunnel“. These limericks were probably compiled sometime in the mid 1970’s and then published in the early 1980’s. I love looking back to search for a few interesting and funny gems that need to be redistributed to the newer generations. Enjoy!

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There was a young girl from Berlin

Who was screwed by an elderly Finn.

Though he diddled his best,

And banged her with zest,

She kept asking, “Hey, Pop, is it in?”

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There was a young man from Dumfries

Who said to his girl, “If you please,

It would give me great bliss

If, while playing with this,

You would pay some attention to these!”

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There was a young fellow named Goody

Who claimed that he wouldn’t, but would he?

If he found himself nude

With a girl in the mood,

The question’s not would he, but could he?

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A pansy who lived in Khartoum

Took a lesbian up to his room,

And they argued all night

Over who had the right

To do what, and with which, and to whom.

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LUVING THE 70’S

01/16/2025 💥💥1970’S LIMERICK ALERT💥💥   Leave a comment

Now that the new year has begun and the obligatory resolutions have been posted, I thought it would be nice to return to one of the mainstays of this blog, LIMERICKS! I have a large and varied collection but today I’ll be reaching way back to 1979 for some inspiration. I hope you enjoy them.

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A skinny old maid from Verdun

Wed a short-peckered son-of-a-gun.

She said, “I don’t care

If there isn’t much there.

God knows it is better than none.”

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There was a young fellow named Sweeney

Whose girl was a terrible meanie.

The hatch of her snatch

Had a catch that would latch –

She could only be screwed by Houdini.

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I sat next to the Duchess at tea.

It was just as I feared it would be:

Her rumblings abdominal

Were simply phenomenal,

And everyone thought it was me.

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Nymphomaniacal Alice

Used a dynamite stick for a phallus.

They found her vagina

In North Carolina,

And her asshole in Buckingham Palace.

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GOTTA LUV THEM 70’S

01/07/2025 “ROMANCE”   1 comment

There are times that self-reflection can be a dangerous and disappointing endeavor. As you get older you will tend to spend a great deal of time reviewing your life. If you’re a truthful person (at least to yourself) you may discover a number of things that aren’t all that wonderful. I thought for most of my life that I was quite the romantic. I was never going to be a Don Juan, but I thought I was able to hold my own in that department. I’ve finally came to the realization that I may have been mistaken. After all my years of reading, writing, and talking with thousands of people, it finally became clear that I was somewhat lacking in that area. Today’s post is a short collection of poetry by some well-known people whose romantic writings put mine to shame.

By Franz Kafka, “From A Letter to Milena Jesenska”

I am just walking around here between

the line (of my letter), under the light

of your eyes, in the breath of your

mouth as in a beautiful happy day.

❤️❤️❤️

By Lorrie Moore, 1957

Need: Something to lift you from your boots

out into the sky, something to make you like

little things again, to whirl around the

curves of your ears and muss up your hair

and call you every day.

❤️❤️❤️

By Elizabeth Jennings, 1916, from “Absence”.

It was because the place was just the same

that made your absence seem a savage force.

For under all the gentleness there came

an earthquake tremor: fountains, birds

and grass were shaken by my thinking

of your name.

❤️❤️❤️

By Ralph Waldo Emerson, from “Thine Eyes Still Shined.”

When the red bird spread his sable wing,

and showed his side of flame;

When the rosebud ripened to the rose,

in both I read thy name.

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THATS WHAT I CALL ROMANCE

01/02/2025 “2024 NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS”   1 comment

Earlier this year in September I posted an update of my New Years resolutions. I only listed five items this year rather than my normal ten because I’m old, lazy, and distracted by damn near everything. Here is my final tally for 2024. I have to say it’s a little disappointing. See what you think.

READ MORE THAN 100 BOOKS

This is a big “INCOMPLETE”. After checking with Kindle and my home library I missed my target by two books. I’m currently reading book number 99, but I won’t get it finished until sometime in January (it’s a large tome).

TRY TO BE A LITTLE FRIENDLIER TOWARDS THE REST OF THE WORLD

This was the hardest one for me. I’m claiming a big “COMPLETE” because I feel I discovered a simple solution on how be friendlier to the rest of the world. I’ll just limit my contact only with people who I like and those that like me back. That has vastly improved my “niceness” profile because the people who dislike me never get to hear from me.

KEEP DUNKIN’ EXPENDITURES TO LESS THAN $40.00 A MONTH

I claim a big “COMPLETE” on this one. Fortunately for my wallet, my better-half retired this year. I’ve been freed from those constant coffee runs to Dunkin Donuts to feed her coffee addiction. That leaves me approximately $400.00 a year to feed my favorite addictions for a change.

COMPLETE EIGHT PAINTINGS OR PRINTS

This resolution was another “INCOMPLETE”. I finished only five prints so far due to a two-month bout of absolute laziness. I’ll certainly improve this next year, I hope.

LEARN AT LEAST FOUR NEW CUSS WORDS FROM MY GRANDSONS

This is another “INCOMPLETE”. I was only able to come up with one new cuss word that I overheard when my two grandsons were having a private conversation. I was eavesdropping like any good adult should do but I’m still not sure which one of the boys said the magic word “shitster”. I have no context for that word, but I sure liked the sound of it. Being a “shitster” is probably way better than being a gangster. At some point I may ask the boys for clarification but first I may use the word during a conversation with their parents when they’re close enough to hear me. LOL

😒TWO OF FIVE😒

HOW DID YOU DO IN 2024?

1/23/2024 “INAPPROPRIATE HUMOR”   1 comment

With the holidays looming on the horizon, I thought some moderately dirty jokes might put a smile on your face. So, SMILE!

Q. What’s the difference between Mad Cow disease and PMS? A. Nothing.

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A man is sitting on a train across from a busty blonde wearing a tiny miniskirt. Despite his efforts, he is unable to stop staring at the top of your thighs. To his delight, he realizes she has no underwear. The blonde realizes he is staring and inquires, “Are you looking at my pussy?” “Yes, I’m sorry,” replies the man and promises to avert his eyes. “It’s quite all right,” replies the woman. “It’s very talented. Watch this, I’ll make you blow a kiss to you.” Sure enough the pussy blows him a kiss.” The man, who is completely absorbed, inquires what else the wonder pussy can do. “I can also make it wink,” says the woman. The man stares in amazement as the pussy cutely winks at him. “Come and sit next to me,” suggests the woman, patting the seat. As the man moves over, the woman quietly asks, “Would you like to stick a couple of fingers in it?” “Good God!” says the man. Can it whistle too?

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A man walks into a sex shop and tells the woman behind the counter he’s looking for a blowup doll. The woman asks, “Would you like a Christian or a Muslim doll?” Confused the man says, “What’s the difference?” “Well,” replied the woman, “the Muslim doll blows itself up!”

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Q. What’s green, slimy and smells like Ms. Piggy? A. Kermit’s finger.

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The kid comes home from school and says, “Mom, I’ve got a problem.” She says, “Tell me.” He tells her that the boys at school are using two words he doesn’t understand. She asks him what they are. He says, “Well, pussy and bitch.” She says, “Oh, that’s no big deal. Pussy is a cat like our little Mittens and bitch is a female dog like our Sandy.” He thanks her and goes to visit his dad in the workshop in the basement. He says to his dad, “Dad, the boys at school are using words I don’t know, and I asked mom, and I don’t think she told me their exact meanings.” Dad says, “I told you never to go to mom for these kinds of matters, she can’t handle them. “What are the words, son?” He tells him, “Pussy and Bitch.” Dad says, OK, and pulls a Playboy down from the bookshelf. He takes a marker and circles the pubic area of the centerfold and says, “Everything inside the circle is Pussy.” “Okay, Dad,” so what’s a Bitch?” Dad quickly said, “Everything outside that circle.”

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Q. What’s the difference between a bitch and a whore? A. A whore blows everybody at the party, and a bitch blows everyone at the party except for you.

KEEP SMILING

31 SHOPPING DAYS LEFT!

10/17/2024 💥💥FOODIE LIMERICKS💥💥   Leave a comment

Here are a few limericks concerning food. They aren’t that bawdy, but they should still be considered “food for the soul”. So, enjoy them all especially the one with those juicy cantaloupes.

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By Ed Cunningham

As the natives got ready to serve

A midget explorer named Merv,

“This meal will be brief,”

Said the cannibal chief,

“For this is at best an hors d’oeuvre.”

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By Charlotte McBee

A greengrocer’s wife, named Yvette,

Took her cantaloupes out (for a bet).

A couple of felons

Made off with her melons,

And they’ve not apprehended them yet!

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By Val Pohler

A young lady too fond of meringue

Let concerns for her figure go hang.

She consumed them in tons,

Along with cream buns,

Until she went off with a BANG!

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By Frank Richards

There was an old man of Peru

Who watched his wife making a stew.

He said, “It’s too thin.”

So, she pushed him right in,

Saying, “Nobody’s thicker than you!”

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TA DA!

10/05/2024 “FALL HUMOR”   Leave a comment

Since we’re now in the first weekend in October and the Summer is over, everyone is feeling a little down. Here’s my attempt to make all of you smile just a bit. The old saying, “laughter is the best medicine”, remains true to this day. So, here’s some humor. It costs nothing to smile.

  • Two identical twin brothers died at around the same time. One was happily married, did charitable works and generally lead a blameless life; the other was a drunken womanizer, a serial liar and a cheat. The bad twin went to hell and the good went to heaven, from where he was able to look down on his bad brother. The good twin was dismayed that hell was not as bad as he had hoped. Indeed, his brother seem to be having the time of his life, drinking, partying and enjoying the company of beautiful women. Eventually the good twin complained to St. Peter: “Heaven is very nice and peaceful, but my brother appears to be having plenty of fun in hell. He has his own beer keg and just look at that gorgeous woman he’s been given. St. Peter said: “Fear not, my son. All is not as it seems. The keg has a hole in it; the woman doesn’t.”
  • A man walked into his doctor’s office and said: “Doctor, I have five penises.” “I see,” said the doctor. “How do your trousers fit”? “Like a glove.”
  • For his birthday a little boy asked for a 10-speed bicycle. His dad said, “We’d let you have one, but the mortgage on this house is $140,000 and your mother just lost her job. There’s no way we can afford It.” The next morning the father saw the boy heading out of the front door carrying a suitcase. “Where are you going?” he asked. The boy answered: “I was walking past your bedroom last night and heard you tell mom you were pulling out. Then I heard her tell you to wait because she was coming too. And I’ll be damned if I’m staying here by myself with $140,000 mortgage and no bike”!
  • A man and woman were having sex in a very dark forest. After fifteen minutes of fumbling around the man said: “Man, I wish I had a flashlight.” The girl said: “So do I you ass. You’ve been eating grass for the past ten minutes!”
  • A man looked out his window late one night and saw a gang of thieves breaking into his garden shed. He called the police immediately, but the station sergeant said there was no one available to respond. “OK”, said the homeowner, and he put the phone down. Five minutes later, he telephoned the station again “Don’t worry about sending anyone out to deal with the shed burglars at 53 Larch Avenue., I just shot them”. Within two minutes the road was swarming with police cars. The officers caught the burglars red-handed, but the sergeant was furious. He said to the homeowner, “I thought you said you shot them!” The homeowner immediately countered: “I thought you said there was nobody available.”

KEEP SMILING – THE HOLIDAYS ARE COMING

09/17/2024 “NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS UPDATE”   Leave a comment

This year has been flying by at supersonic speed which is why my mid-year review of my New Years Resolutions is two months late. I only listed five items this year rather than the ten I usually do because I’m old, lazy, and distracted by damn near everything.

READ MORE THAN 100 BOOKS

(Finished 74 so far as per Kindle, so far so good.)

TRY TO BE A LITTLE FRIENDLIER TOWARDS THE REST OF THE WORLD

(Try as I might, this one may never be accomplished.)

KEEP DUNKIN’ EXPENDITURES TO LESS THAN $40.00 A MONTH

(Due to my coffee addicted partner, I’m failing this one miserably.)

COMPLETE EIGHT PAINTINGS OR PRINTS

(Four down and four more to go. I may make it.)

LEARN AT LEAST FOUR NEW CUSS WORDS FROM MY GRANDSONS

(This one was the easiest one since they only curse around me.)

My score so far is 2 NO’s, 2 YES’s, and 1 NO EFFING WAY.

I’ll be doing a final review in January 2025. Now how about a quick little dirty joke to make you smile? It’s a slow day and we always need laughter in our life.

Two women were playing golf when one sliced her shot into a men’s foursome, causing one man to collapse in agony with both of his hands in his crotch. Rushing to his aid, the culprit apologized profusely, explained that she was a physical therapist and offered to help ease his pain. “No, it’s OK,” winced the man. “No, I insist,” she said as she undid the zipper of his jeans and began massaging his genitals. “There, does that feel better?” “Yes, it feels great,” said the man. “But my thumb still hurts like hell!!”

FORE!

09/14/2024 “DO YOU WANT TO SMILE?”   Leave a comment

Q. What makes men chase women they have no intention of marrying?

A. The same urge that makes dogs chase cars they have no intention of driving.

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  • The family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, “Dad, how many kinds of “boobies” are there?” The father, surprised, answers, “Well, son, there are three kinds of breasts. In her 20’s, a woman’s breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her 30’s to 40’s, they are like pears, still nice but hanging a bit. After 50, they are like onions.” “Onions”? asked the son. “Yes, you see them, and they make you cry.” This infuriated his wife and daughter, so the daughter asked, “Mom”, how many kinds of penises are there? The mother smiles and answers, “Well, dear, a man goes through three phases. In his 20’s, his penis is like an oak tree, mighty and strong. In his 30’s and 40’s, it’s like a birch, flexible and reliable. After his 50’s, it’s like a Christmas tree.” “A Christmas tree?” queried the daughter. “Yes, “it’s dead from the roots up and the balls are for decoration only.
  • Two guys were walking home from work one afternoon. “Shit,” said the first guy, “as soon as I get home, I’m going to rip my wife’s panties off!” “What’s the rush?” his friend asked. “The fucking elastic in these legs is killing me,” the guy replied.
  • “The man was on the witness stand and the lawyer asked him, “What was my client doing that night? The witness said, “He was fucking!!” The judge told the witness, “You can’t say fuck in court.” So, the lawyer again asked the man, “”What was my client doing on that night?” “He was fucking your honor!!! The judge said to him again, “Listen, if you say fuck again, I’m going to hold you confined in jail for 30 days for contempt of court.” So, the lawyer rephrased his question and said, “Could you describe what my client was doing on that night?” The man thought quietly for moment and said this:

“His pants were down to his knees,

His ass was swinging in the breeze,

His you know what was in the you know where,

And if that isn’t fucking, you can give me the chair.”

If you had sex 365 times in one year and melted down

all the condoms to make a tire, what would you call it?

A FUCKING GOODYEAR