tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76284066554190469302024-02-08T04:36:11.932-08:00Quiet-WolfOne or One and a halfThomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.comBlogger351125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-5335449247414330512010-10-16T10:55:00.001-07:002010-10-16T10:55:51.374-07:00Holy the pig<p>Has anyone noticed that both<br /><br/>Heaven <br /><br/>And<br /><br/>Hell<br /><br/>Begin with <br /><br/>He, not She</p><br /><p> Howard [Hank] Holton has or had a big big pig [hog], {Holy}<br /><br/>Holy had giant balls<br /><br/>Ask’d why, Holy said sows dig big balls<br /><br/>1 day Hank thought to unload da big pig Holy, that of giant balls<br /><br/>Holy ask’d why<br /><br/>Taking a long train trip San Francisco said Hank<br /><br/>I could go with you said Holy<br /><br/>No hogs on trains said Hank<br /><br/>Holy said oh Boo Hoo, Christians but not hogs with big balls<br /><br/>What now?<br /><br/>On day two Hank said “Holy, train trip to San Francisco is off”<br /><br/>How come said Holy<br /><br/>This story must have 100 words<br /><br/>100 words without “~” is tough<br /><br/>Thank God said Holy<br /><br/><br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; 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width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34893"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34893"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34893" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-90626000706870585012010-10-04T10:13:00.001-07:002010-10-04T10:13:01.136-07:00A Swiss Miss Childhood<p> Well now Mr/Ms Curious Plinky person...<br /><br/>Which of my childhoods are we referring to?<br /><br/>The<br /><br/>1940s<br /><br/>1950s<br /><br/>1960s<br /><br/>1970s<br /><br/>or<br /><br/>The 2-ought, ought, oughts<br /><br/>Is it any of your bizzness<br /><br/>Do you really care<br /><br/>Are you living vicariously through my Spierence?<br /><br/>How come there is never a human face associated wiff any these teases<br /><br/>Not prompts<br /><br/>Teases<br /><br/>Hell I'm already starting to miss the minutes it took to write this smartypants response<br /><br/><br /><br/><b>Make up for it as an adult</b><br /><br/>Hmmmm<br /><br/>Rob a bank<br /><br/>Steal a horse<br /><br/>Go fishin<br /><br/>Get laid<br /><br/><br /><br/><b>Don't tell nobody I ain't got nothin to do</b><br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; 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width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34788"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34788"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34788" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-89804021266282679172010-10-02T11:23:00.001-07:002010-10-02T11:23:53.361-07:00Impressive Y2K Scar<p>Bottom line<br /><br/>I can do what I call guitar playing<br /><br/><br /><br/><b>Most recent</b></p><br /><p> The sad part of this story is <b>I was sober</b><br /><br/>New years eve 1999<br /><br/>Waiting to take part in the festivities my wife and her sidekick had planned<br /><br/>Y’know dinner, rock n roll, dancing, listening to half-wits shoot guns in the air<br /><br/>I’d just bought a bed liner for my pick-up<br /><br/>The line had slots to insert 2x4, 6, 12, whatever to divide the bed<br /><br/>Pulled the truck around back by my work bench<br /><br/>Got out a 2x12<br /><br/>Got out a 25’ tape<br /><br/>Measured the required slot’s width<br /><br/>Got out a “Skill” worm drive saw<br /><br/>Started the cut<br /><br/>As the two pieces started to part…<br /><br/>For some reason I chose to grab for the falling part, not jump out of harms way…<br /><br/>In an instant the saw fell across my left fore arm opening a jagged 4’ slot in the arm<br /><br/>Cutting veins, arteries, nerves<br /><br/>Id disobeyed all the rules given me by my 12th grade shop teacher, Mr. Borchers as in<br /><br/>While operating dangerous machines<br /><br/>Never wear long sleeves<br /><br/>Never work above your belly-button<br /><br/>Never let the “butt” part be more than one foot in length, without a support under it<br /><br/>Never try to save anything, let it fall<br /><br/><br /><br/>Yelled to my wife, “Honey I need a red towel, and we need to go to the ER”<br /><br/>Stupid ER guy nurse, but “<b>GREAT, GREAT, GREAT</b> ER surgeon”<br /><br/>Went to dinner<br /><br/>Went dancing [for a while]<br /><br/>Listened to fools shoot guns at 2000<br /><br/><br /><br/><br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34715"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34715"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34715" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-92036503523155799132010-09-29T08:35:00.001-07:002010-09-29T08:35:27.295-07:00Plinky<p> <img style="border: 0;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/plinky-assets/images/18405/medium/1285774149.png?201092910298" /></p><p> There's a chance <br /><br/>I'm not the only one<br /><br/>No mater<br /><br/>How Ya DOIT<br /><br/>When Ya DOIT<br /><br/>Where Ya DOIT<br /><br/>Why Ya DOIT<br /><br/>What Ya DOIT<br /><br/>How long Ya DOIT<br /><br/><br /><br/>DOOIT<br /><br/>DOOIT<br /><br/>DOOIT<br /><br/>DOOIT<br /><br/><br /><br/>Sounds like an old style oil can, right?</p><p style="clear: left; 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width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34341"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34341"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34341" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-13239133481320707112010-09-26T07:19:00.001-07:002010-09-26T07:19:17.829-07:00Charity begins at home<p>YA HAD TA ASK DINTCHA</p><br /><p> <img style="border: 0;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2356/2527918562_e57bc126dc.jpg" /> <small style="display:block"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87569910@N00/2527918562">WTF</a> </small></p><p> Ah yes, yes, yes<br /><br/>The not so classic duel between retired Pittsburgh Pirates players<br /><br/>And<br /><br/>The original Teenage Ninja Turtles<br /><br/>For Charity<br /><br/>The Pirates are all drunk <br /><br/>And<br /><br/>The Turtles are over weight and diabetic<br /><br/>The real charity here is that anyone came out to see the game<br /><br/>Plus <br /><br/>They couldn’t even get a real ball field for the game<br /><br/>As<br /><br/>In past years the game has turned into a fistfight<br /><br/>Peppered with kicking and tripping<br /><br/>And<br /><br/>Missed shots with throwing stars<br /><br/>It’s raining<br /><br/>The field has gone muddy<br /><br/>Whose idea was this anyhow?<br /><br/>Looks like the work of Carl Rove<br /><br/>And<br /><br/>“W”<br /><br/><br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34295"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34295"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34295" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-2043161061647198842010-09-25T07:08:00.001-07:002010-09-25T07:08:58.442-07:00Fast Food<p> Well, just tother day I was sittin out on the veranda.<br /><br/>Bored stiff, feelin low.<br /><br/>That jug of Arkansas whiskey I’d been nursing was down to bout half a quart.<br /><br/>Thought What next.<br /><br/>Just about then a feeling of meanness came sliding into my soul. <br /><br/>Thought to myself, self, you and I oughta<br /><br/>Slide down to Texas<br /><br/>Open us a manatee fast food stand accrost the street from one of those high school football stadiums.<br /><br/>Come Friday nights game…<br /><br/>People lookin over the shoulder of those in front em<br /><br/>With a sack Manatee Mole Samiches n Crisped armadillo shell will <br /><br/>Just be the envy of the stadium.<br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34252"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34252"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34252" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-14465101880672566412010-09-24T13:57:00.001-07:002010-09-24T13:57:34.572-07:00Humanity, inhumanity, what is it<p>DOES IT EXIST</p><br /><p> <img style="border: 0;" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4772625954_7e781ffd92.jpg" /> <small style="display:block"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46274960@N04/4772625954">Death by Stoning</a> </small></p><p> I’m not certain that this is a cliché<br /><br/>But<br /><br/>I’m in the studio rehearsing<br /><br/>I’m outside doing pre-winter fix-up<br /><br/>Through all of this I put on 4 DVDs<br /><br/>Making of…<br /><br/>Dark side of the moon<br /><br/>Wish you were here<br /><br/>Animals<br /><br/>The wall<br /><br/><br /><br/>As I walked through the living room, I saw this scene<br /><br/>Men in helmets, shields, flack vests, and wielding clubs rushing in lock step towards some imagined adversary<br /><br/><br /><br/>And<br /><br/>The question entered my head<br /><br/><br /><br/><b>Are humans capable of being humane…</b><br /><br/><br /><br/>We have millions of devices<br /><br/>But<br /><br/>Have we left the jungle?<br /><br/>All religions claim love<br /><br/>But<br /><br/>Endorse every form of brutality to everything that exists…<br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34232"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34232"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34232" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-40931871672472851262010-09-24T11:11:00.001-07:002010-09-24T11:11:17.057-07:00The only Cliché that comes to mind<p> If it won't go, chrome it.<br /><br/><br /><br/>An old drag racing axiom<br /><br/><br /><br/>However it seems to apply most of modern life<br /><br/><br /><br/>Guys: Get a Justin Bibber hairdo, or get an iPhone or iAnything, or a phast Car, something flashy, something trashy, something ya saw in a movie...<br /><br/>Don't improve yourself, dazzle em with bullshit.<br /><br/>Do a line and grab you junk<br /><br/><br /><br/>Girls: If ya can't perform get a tit job or something flashy, something trashy, something ya saw on TV<br /><br/>Do a line and follow with a couple of well placed pelvic thrusts</p><p style="clear: left; 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width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34126"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34126"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34126" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-48501039658954920352010-09-22T09:24:00.001-07:002010-09-22T09:24:04.132-07:00Aint No Weird Foods<p><b>What's with the photo with every prompt?<br /><br/>Is that for people that can't read or write?</b></p><br /><p> There are no weird foods<br /><br/>Only<br /><br/>People with weird food attitudes<br /><br/><br /><br/>Anything you can digest<br /><br/>Is<br /><br/>In keeping with our ancestors<br /><br/><br /><br/>Da monkeys</p><p style="clear: left; width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:34067"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/34067"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=34067" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-9422087781982827072010-09-21T08:56:00.001-07:002010-09-21T08:56:18.367-07:00Songs that sooth my being<p>Three of maybe a hundred that I play sparingly <br /><br/>To be certain that I don't ever tire of them</p><br /> <div style="clear: left;"> <p style="float: left; margin: 0; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Pink+Floyd+Wish+you+were+here&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="Grab this Song from Amazon"> <img src="" style="max-width: 125px;"/></a> </p> <p style="margin: 0 0 0 135px; padding: 0;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Pink+Floyd+Wish+you+were+here&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="Grab this Song from Amazon">Wish you were here</a> by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Pink+Floyd&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="More from this Artist on Amazon">Pink Floyd</a> </p> <p style="margin: 0 0 0 135px; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> </p> </div> <div style="clear: left;"> <p style="float: left; margin: 0; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Rory+Gallagher+Million+Miles+Away&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="Grab this Song from Amazon"> <img src="" style="max-width: 125px;"/></a> </p> <p style="margin: 0 0 0 135px; padding: 0;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Rory+Gallagher+Million+Miles+Away&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="Grab this Song from Amazon">Million Miles Away</a> by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Rory+Gallagher&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="More from this Artist on Amazon">Rory Gallagher</a> </p> <p style="margin: 0 0 0 135px; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> </p> </div> <div style="clear: left;"> <p style="float: left; margin: 0; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Pink+Floyd+Comfortably+numb&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="Grab this Song from Amazon"> <img src="" style="max-width: 125px;"/></a> </p> <p style="margin: 0 0 0 135px; padding: 0;"> <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Pink+Floyd+Comfortably+numb&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="Grab this Song from Amazon">Comfortably numb</a> by <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&keywords=Pink+Floyd&index=digital-music&tag=wordprcom-20" title="More from this Artist on Amazon">Pink Floyd</a> </p> <p style="margin: 0 0 0 135px; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"> </p> </div><p style="clear: left; width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:33986"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/33986"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=33986" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-17671892144563831252010-09-19T11:36:00.001-07:002010-09-19T11:36:34.263-07:00Mr. Dirt<p> Ron Hughes [Mr Dirt]<br /><br/>My cousin<br /><br/>My mentor<br /><br/>My hero<br /><br/>5’ 7”<br /><br/>Tall enough to be distinguished from dwarves<br /><br/>Short enough to be looked down on<br /><br/>Ron wasn’t that physically dirty, but he just grew up treating people like dirt<br /><br/>Tellin old ladies it was ok to cross in the middle of the block,”I’ve got you back”<br /><br/>Takin money out of the plate in church by putting gum on his little finger<br /><br/> And distracting attention with, “Look, bats in the ceiling”<br /><br/>Ron did have his good side, he’d share his ill gotten gains with me.<br /><br/>Some times he’d fill a can with the weed killer <b>round up</b><br /><br/> Take a water color brush and walk around painting leaves on rose bushes as he passed, sometimes squirting lighter fluid on em, lighting em and watch people try to put it out<br /><br/>Ol ron he’d take wheel chair bound folks for walks, set one brake and set em spinning<br /><br/>Tie the tails of two cats together and sling em over a clothes line<br /><br/>Almost never bathed, but was a snappy dresser<br /><br/>Did need some dental work<br /><br/>And<br /><br/>A hair cut<br /><br/>But don’t we all<br /><br/><br /><br/>Ol Ron he's a hoot<br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; 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width: 100%; margin: 10px 0; padding: 0;" class="plinky_badge_rid:33833"> <a href="http://www.plinky.com/mini/reroute/33833"> <img src="http://www.plinky.com/proxy/badge?id=33833" style="border: 0; padding-right: 4px; vertical-align: middle;" alt="Powered by Plinky" title="Powered by Plinky" /> </a></p>Thomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00208493019641107859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628406655419046930.post-23892112035348013512010-09-17T10:40:00.001-07:002010-09-17T10:40:40.181-07:00Brains or Beauty?<p>Sex or Suzuki</p><br /><p> Yeh, but<br /><br/>What is beauty?<br /><br/>What is intelligence?<br /><br/>Every decade redefines both<br /><br/>Some people think of Einstein as being super intelligent<br /><br/>However<br /><br/>They don’t know what he is lauded for nor have any understanding of his accomplishments<br /><br/>Some people read poetry and assign inner beauty to the poet<br /><br/>Is He/She?<br /><br/>Physical beauty and true intelligence don’t necessarily have to be mutually exclusive<br /><br/>We assign “brainy”, to the some of the biggest fools<br /><br/>We assign “beauty” to some of the worst personalities<br /><br/><br /><br/><br /><br/>Never been good lookin<br /><br/>Never been overly intelligent<br /><br/>Never been able to change either<br /><br/>You is or you isn’t<br /><br/><br /><br/>Don’t you have some yard work to do?<br /><br/></p><p style="clear: left; 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