Archive | August 28, 2019



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Adam was hanging around the garden of Eden feeling very lonely.  So, God asked him, ‘What’s wrong with you?’   Adam said he didn’t have anyone to talk to.


God said that He would make Adam a companion And that companion would be called woman.  He said, ‘This pretty lady will gather food for you, she will cook for you, And when you discover clothing, she will wash it for you – She will always agree with every decision you make and she will not nag you, And will always be the first to admit she was wrong when you’ve had a disagreement.


She will praise you! She will bear your children. And never ask you to get up in the middle of the night to take care of them.  ‘She will NEVER have a headache and will freely give you love and Passion whenever you need it.’ Adam asked God, ‘What will a woman like this cost?’


God replied, ‘An arm and a leg.’  Then Adam asked, ‘What can I get for a rib?’   Of course the rest is history………


Ask your bartender….

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 Ever since I was a child, I’ve always had a fear of someone under my bed at night. So I went to a shrink and told him: “I’ve got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there’s somebody under it. I’m scared. I think I’m going crazy.”


“Just put yourself in my hands for one year” said the shrink. “Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears.”

“How much do you charge?”

“Eighty dollars per visit,” replied the doctor.

“I’ll sleep on it,” I said.

Six months later the doctor met me on the street. “Why didn’t you come to see me about those fears you were having?” he asked.

“Well, eighty bucks a visit, three times a week for a year, is $12,480.00.”

A bartender cured me for $10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money, so I went and bought me a new pickup truck.

“Is that so?” With a bit of an attitude he said, “And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?”

“He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain’t nobody under there now.”


It’s always better to get a second opinion.




The Editor:   What’s new, LL ?

News Cat:  Tesla, once a bright star, has lost its shine.

What a pity.

Airbus joins Boeing with problems.

Facebook is still censoring political viewpoints it disagrees with.  They love the Chinese Communist.

I hope these social warriors don’t make the Olympic Team.

This is why you need a course in financing/money.

Kamala needs to bring in a Pro Football team’s cheerleaders if she wants a larger crowd, or she could go to a Trump rally.

At least she won’t be alone.


From: Hank Ashmore

The Deplorable Infidel




Hillary Clinton, the Ma Barker of American politics, is still out hustling, still one step ahead of the law as she tries to weasel her way into the presidential sweepstakes. She says she isn’t running in 2020, but, as we know too well, truth is a fungible commodity to a Clinton. The signs don’t look good. She just announced a fundraiser at her Washington D.C. mansion with tickets as high as $50,000 (scraps for the homeless in the dumpster out back). A couple of weekends ago she was at de Rothschild’s estate on Martha’s Vineyard – go socialism! – to celebrate Bill’s birthday, which included “quite an A-list cast of characters, including many Democratic party stalwarts. Hearing Hillary announce a third presidential bid would be like hearing your dentist say he has to go ahead with that third root canal, and he just ran out of Novocaine.

No sane person wants her in the race, which doesn’t stop her from getting the party’s full support, of course. However, a former aide said she would “ankle dive at the door” to stop her from running. Unfortunately, there is a doddering campaign of Grandpa Joe, who right now is probably regaling some small crowd in New Vermont about his exploits at Gettysburg. Joe is seen by many as centrist in the race, the voice of reason (senility now being considered a reasonable position by Democrats). But Joe’s just one gaffe and/or false memory away from imploding , and the establishment will need a replacement. That pretty much only leaves Hillary. She’s a perfect substitute: old, white, privileged as hell, and corrupt to the gills. She’s just like Joe with only half the dementia.

Hillary’s non campaigning  found her at the Southern Christian Leadership Conference recently to pick up the “Realizing the Dream” award for showing up. All official presidential candidates declined. She began by telling the reportedly less-than-full crowd – they could have been in the bathroom- that it “just made my heart swell that you’re still at it, that you have not folded up your tent and disappeared.” Nothing so comforting to black folks than hearing a rich privileged white lady acknowledge their continued existence. Thank you black people for sticking around to help us with the race thing. Then she went full libtard: “There is no doubt that the struggles we face right now at this point in our history are as consequential as those that were faced in the late 1950s when Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. took the helm of this storied organization.”

Combining condescension and racism is something Democrats have been doing dexterously since their days in the deep South, even when burdened by those cumbersome hoods. One commentator said Hillary then started channeling the ghost of black preachers, no doubt MLK, as she’s done before in black churches, uttering a sound that disturbs even the dead. Confirming that would require actually listening to her speech, and I’m too old to risk that kind of brain trauma. As for running in 2020, she appeared to be wavering in January but then in March when no knock came upon the door, she announced she wasn’t. There are more months, though, many more months. Long months.

Richard K. Davis




“If our country is to survive and prosper, we must summon the courage to condemn and reject the liberal agenda, and we had better do it soon.”

-Walter Williams-



The Democrats are teaching the three “Rs”. Not reading, riting, and rithmetic, but Russia, Recession, and Racism.



When the government’s boot is on your throat, whether it is a left boot or a right boot is of no consequence.