Too many are thieves, and the other thieves won’t prosecute them.  The voters don’t care,  YET.

This has been going on for months. Nancy’s nephew, the Governor, is getting those cargo ships unloaded.

The courts are too little–too late.  Money talks.


USA Today tries to normalize pedophilia—-VOTE DEMOCRATIC.

Biden makes corruption systemic.  Vote Democratic.

Why should any White person join any organization that calls them racist, White supremacy bigots, and is run by traitors Lloyd & Milley ?  Enlist your buddies in Antifa and BLM.


The social media companies need the same regulation as NBC, etc.  Every private company and person in America is regulated.

The Onion.  Be prepared if you joined a fitness club for 2022.


The Public Health Director in Connecticut needs to be indicted before thousands are killed like Cuomo did in New York.

New York City has to crash/burn, and rise from the ashes.


The MNOP Editor:

This is the Greek P, or at least the pronunciation.

This is an infamous “P”, supporting insurrection/anarchy in Wisconsin.

Pope Francis is a card carrying Commie “P.”

A Playboy Party Poodle turns into a doper.  He needed Dante to escort him.

The Bee.

This is another “P” with issues.  One in the photo looks like Jerry Nadler.

This is a double “PP”.  The Police lie about the Proud Boys.

A violent political organization wants to wear their trash to work.  Go work for the DNC.

Privacy and safety are hard to come by.

Pit bulls are killers.

Another double “PP”, parrots and prostitutes.  Over the years, I don’t recall the book of customers being released from any of the madams.  Heidi, The Mayflower Madam, even Ghislaine and Epstein’s records and videos will not be released.  That’s good news for Bill Clinton and others.

Popsicles in North Carolina.  All politicians should be tested for the truth in these lift-chairs.


Texas Sayings….Part 3


Tight as Dick’s hatband.
Tight as a tick.
Tight as a clothesline.
Tight as a fiddle string.
Tight as wallpaper.
Tight as a wet boot.
Tight enough to raise a blister.
So tight he squeaks when he walks.
He’ll squeeze a nickel till the buffalo screams.
She has short arms and deep pockets.


He’s got a big hole in his screen door.
She’s one bubble off plumb.
She’s one brick shy of a load.
She’s two sandwiches short of a picnic.
He’s a few pickles short of a barrel.
There’s a light or two burned out on his string.
He’s missing a few buttons off his shirt.
The porch light’s on but no one’s home.
He’s lost his vertical hold.
He’s overdrawn at the memory bank.
I hear you clucking, but I can’t find your nest.
She’s got too many cobwebs in the attic.
Crazy as a bullbat.
Crazy as Larrabee’s calf.


He could draw a pat hand from a stacked deck.
He always draws the best bull.
He’s riding a gravy train with biscuit wheels.
He could sit on the fence and the birds would feed him.


In tall cotton.
Running with the big dogs.
He didn’t come to town two to a mule.
She’s got more than she can say grace over.
So rich they can eat fried chicken all week long.
Rich enough to eat her laying hens.


If a trip around the world cost a dollar, I couldn’t get to the Oklahoma line.
He’s so broke he’s busted all Ten Commandments.
Poor as a lizard-eating cat.
Hasn’t got a pot to pee in or a window to throw it out of.
So poor I had a tumbleweed as a pet.
I ate so many armadillos when I was young, I still roll up into a ball when I hear a dog bark.
So poor we had to fertilize the sills before we could raise the windows.
Poor as sawmill rats.
He’s broke as a stick horse.
He’s too poor to pay attention.
So poor the wolf won’t even stop at their door.
So poor their Sunday supper is fried water.
Too poor to paint, too proud to whitewash.


Hot as Hades.
Hot as the hinges (or hubs) of hell.
Hot as a depot stove.
Hot as a two-dollar pistol.
Hot as a billy goat in a pepper patch.
Hot as a summer revival.
Hot as a pot of neck bones.
Hot as a stolen tamale.
Hot enough to fry eggs on the sidewalk.
Hotter than whoopee in woolens.
Hotter than a honeymoon hotel.
Hotter than a burning stump.
Hotter than blue blazes.
Hotter than a fur coat in Marfa.
So hot the hens are laying hard-boiled eggs.


This is hog-killing weather.
There’s only a strand of barbed wire between here and there, and it’s down (after a blizzard).
Cold as a well-digger’s knee.
Cold as a frosted frog.
Cold as an ex-wife’s heart.
Cold as a cast-iron commode.
Cold as a banker’s heart.
Cold as hell with the furnace out.

Hotter than a fur coat in Marfa. Illustration by Richard Thompson

Let’s Enjoy Some Laughter Together On Fauci, Shall We? Part 2



Astronomy Picture of the Day

A Retreating Thunderstorm at Sunset
Image Credit & Copyright: Alan Dyer (The Amazing Sky)

Explanation: What type of cloud is that? This retreating cumulonimbus cloud, more commonly called a thundercloud, is somewhat unusual as it contains the unusual bumpiness of a mammatus cloud on the near end, while simultaneously producing falling rain on the far end. Taken in mid-2013 in southern Alberta, Canada, the cloud is moving to the east, into the distance, as the sun sets in the west, behind the camera. In the featured image, graphic sunset colors cross the sky to give the already photogenic cloud striking orange and pink hues. A darkening blue sky covers the background. Further in the distance, a rising, waxing, gibbous moon is visible on the far right.

Tomorrow’s picture: angular space dust