Somewhere around here I still have my Smothers Brothers Fan Club badge.
Tommy wouldn’t let people tell him “No” . He believed in freedom of speech and this country owes him a lot for keeping it alive during some very oppressive times.
Happy Thanksgiving everybody!
I’m thankful for each of you. Even the ones who are wrong about everything. And with 15 years on this place, I know who you are.
That’s not a streaker. That’s a guy with no shirt.
Back in the day streakers were butt naked. Butt.naked. It was always a happy day to see streakers. None of this tackling stuff. We’re definitely weaker as a people now.
I feel like I know Mr Yeah’s family after reading his wonderful, supportive posts about them.
You go girl! Had this been available to me 40 years ago when I was chasing my dreams, I’d have done it in a heartbeat. College and two jobs so I wasn’t exactly sitting on my butt eating eclairs all day.
When I was a kid my parents cooked hot dogs that way. But with white bread.They called them Super Dupers and made an occasion out of eating them. Which made us kids think we were eating gourmet-quality food.
Which might have been true since I still cook hot dogs like that. Delicious.
Let’s face it. We all knew Michael was cheap. Remember when he was selling drinks in Kolb cups a year after he left the team? Yes, I’m still ticked off about that. Attention to detail is a sign of quality.
I dunno….maybe Bill B. Left all his money to the Church.
I have a neighbor who is getting $4,000. a night for his house in Cave Creek for Super Bowl weekend. Sleeps 10. Pool, BBQ, putting green. If the parties are loud enough, and if the BBQ smells good, I may go over and introduce myself.