When I was a kid, I fondly remember watching Gilda Radner’s special on HBO. I stumbled upon one of the songs from it the other day, and I remembered every note, even though it’s been decades. It’s, umm, NSFW.
I was thumbing through some old files, and I happened to find this tidbit I saved from years ago. It’s one of those puzzle pages that children’s menus have at restaurants, and one of my offspring embellished it……..
If you can’t quite read it, it says, “Look into my eyes……..they are as bleak as my future.” No need for a DNA test, folks. This is definitely a Tim Knight family member.
Happy 4th, everyone.
Since the whole “profiting from the equity bear market” schtick hasn’t really worked for me during the past 7 years, I think I’m going to succumb to the second email I received today (the first of which was posted here) and pivot Slope of Hope to be the first place you think of for your toilet paper needs. To wit:
Another Great Moment In Contextual Advertising……
I just got back from my usual 5 a.m. walk with my dogs (135 pounds of dog power in one hand via leashes and a hard-to-read iPhone in another). I was reading about the latest fatal mayhem foisted upon the rest of us by the Religion of Peace ™ when I was amused to witness this:
……thus ensuring women of the western world can continue to embrace their vanity (and artificial height) by not being required to dismount from their high heels, thanks to their reading about the death of dozens of Turks and seeing this ad. Sheesh.