Passing thought: Empanadas de atún a la mexicana, good; hand, foot and mouth disease spreading among American toddlers, bad.
So. It’s almost a pick ’em.
— You know what? I’m going to withhold judgment for now. Especially so close to lunch time. I think the fact that I’m starving may be having an undue influence on me.
Developing…
Your front porch? YOURS? You didn’t build that! Uncle Sam just lets you stay there for now. As long as you pay for the privilege. Maybe. Unless a wetland happens.
I stared into the abyss and the abyss also stared into me and then it asked me for tree fiddy,and I looked at the abyss and it WAS THAT LOCH NESS MONSTER AGAIN dressed up like an abuss! And, I said, “No Monster! In this house we work for our tree fiddy.” And I slammed the door on that no account fake abyss monster and took one of my wife’s Pamprin ’cause I was starting to cramp up and I couldn’t find the Ecotrin.
“Empanadas de atún a la mexicana,”
Not known to be a thing in Honduran undocumented brethren future voters.
Empanadas de atún a la mexicana sounds so much more pleasant than Coxsackievirus.
I hear you all. But I have decided to disregard you.
Yours in togetherness,
The GOP
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i don’t even know what that disease is