Oh, SNAP

Mister Boo needs a bib. And a brain transplant. And a butt plug.

It’s Valentine’s Day. The Turk’ sounded Reveille, Herself gave me a kiss, Mia offered a series of head bumps, and The Boo laid a turd in the kitchen as I was fixing him a delicious snack.

Got a bit of it on your chin, there, didn’t you, old fella? The party, it never stops.

Speaking of defecation, I see the Swamp Thing wants to take a crap on SNAP. Given the fiscal discipline displayed by this lot I expect those “Harvest Boxes” are likely to contain nothing more nourishing than IOUs.

Maybe they can be printed on rice paper. We can pretend it’s cake.

 

7 thoughts on “Oh, SNAP

  1. Duffy and Boo, the gifts that keep on giving. Took Duffy to the vet this morning to get his teeth cleaned. My cleaning, 3 weeks ago, cost $96. Duffy? Well, there’s $306 for cleaning and putting him under, $96 for the blood work so we can put him under, and the Xrays, of course, which are $112. They called, said he was fine, and that we can bail him out at 2PM for five big ones.

    Now for the good news. It’s raining here, and its supposed to last through tomorrow. Also, looks like Notayahoo will get indicted for corruption. Now, if we could read about some other feller getting indicted for money laundering, that would be sweet!

  2. Mark, love the Soylent Green reference.
    And for the oh, shit, here we go again category, look for more thoughts and prayers from the orange one and his band of synchophants for another school shooting.

    1. The tweets have started. Lots of thoughts and prayers from the Repubs. No gun laws needed, prayer will fix everything.

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