From the Department of Jokes That Write Themselves
I’m probably poaching on Green Boy’s turf with this, but…
Q: What do you call a southern state allowing concealed weapons in churches?
A: Natural selection at work.
I’m probably poaching on Green Boy’s turf with this, but…
Q: What do you call a southern state allowing concealed weapons in churches?
A: Natural selection at work.
May 4th, 2010 at 2:47 pm
LOL, may be my turf, but you way outshone me, that is hysterical!!!
May 12th, 2010 at 9:55 pm
What do you call a blogger who writes for his co-blogger and on average one other daily reader? A loser!
May 13th, 2010 at 8:23 am
That’s great, and man do I miss The Beat Farmers.
May 14th, 2010 at 5:10 pm
In reply to Mr. Rumsfeld… I read your question, and I must have guessed wrong. I was going to reply, “A typical blogger.”
Sorry that you (apparently?) missed the “glory days” when we had 3,000 or more daily readers (not including spikes when Atrios or someone linked to us). Been there, done that, don’t particularly miss it. There’s more to life.
May 14th, 2010 at 5:53 pm
And to Seenos… I completely agree! I lived in L.A. back in the day, and saw the original Beat Farmers (i.e., before Buddy left) live several times. A great, great band…