Post of the Week Winner for 7/28/2006: E.J. Lucky Cantrell
I am glad we are on this topic. I have a few things that really kill me.... oh yea, I'm dead. Well, they used to kill me:
People who have big yards and still insist on using public parks.
People who can afford to drive their trash to the landfill and still utilize the City's trash service.
People with hoses who call the fire department.
People who know kung fu and still call the police.
People who have accounts on amazon.com and still visit the Heidbrink branch of the St. Louis County library.
People with cars who make their kids ride the school bus.
Kids with legs who ride the school bus.
Its all gravy baby but the poor got to eat too.
People who have big yards and still insist on using public parks.
People who can afford to drive their trash to the landfill and still utilize the City's trash service.
People with hoses who call the fire department.
People who know kung fu and still call the police.
People who have accounts on amazon.com and still visit the Heidbrink branch of the St. Louis County library.
People with cars who make their kids ride the school bus.
Kids with legs who ride the school bus.
Its all gravy baby but the poor got to eat too.
posted by PTT at 12:54 PM
10 Comments:
Thank you, Lucky! This made me laugh each and every time I read it. (And I kept going back.)
The Kung Fu/Police comment made me think of the much overhyped "Women's Self Defense" class recently held at the CC.
This was my fave:
I am glad we are on this topic. I have a few things that really kill me.... oh yea, I'm dead. Well, they used to kill me:
hee hee
There is Old Sweaty again sticking her hand out for a free-be. The tree is the property owner's responsibility as well as the cost to remove it.
Sounds like you have known about this tree for sometime and have neglected to do anything about it until the electric is cut-off. I have called Coach Blowensme to come meet with me about street concerns and he never returns my call.
Sweaty has a limb down and Coach Blowensme runs up there so fast it makes his hair-piece spin.
I'm still waiting for Don/Dom/John/
Ron/Juan/Khan/Lon/DeJuan Pardo to tell Lucky what he won.
Gravy, according to pickled logic, if you can afford a phone to call Public Works or Owensby then you can afford to cut down your own tree. Don't ya think?
Don't you know those folks are stalking Pickles? She is the hottest stalkee around!
I won't have to worry about Pickles stalking me where I go, I hardly doubt she would ever step foot in a Gym. I don't go to fast food joints , so I'm safe. The
only place she may pop in, is at a pizza parlour on The Hill. Hold the Pepperoni!!!! But I'll take a Violin case with a good old Tommy inside....hee hee Just hope I don't get the Ole Chicago Overcoat!!!!!
Its people like Music Note that give user of halucinagenics a bad name and ruin it for the rest of us.
There is an old saying on the Serengeti that saves untold numbers of lives every year from being trampled:
Never stand between Sweaty Pickle and a Chinese Buffet.
Years ago our family was given a pickle ornament. Story goes you hide it in the tree & whoever finds it will get an extra gift.
Oh, just got a mental picture as to where Monkey Boy hides his pickle. He must celebrate christmas with Sweaty.
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