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Monday, July 4, 2011

WallyWorld Studios

    (Click on the title of this blog for a preview)

    I finally get it; all the kook pictures you see online of the numb nuts at WallyWorld wearing ridiculous clothes, hair, lack of clothes, lack of hair, two-feet long toenails, no toenails, butt cracks and other cracks, pit hair, leg hair, chest hair, back hair, braided nose hair, braided chin hair (with trinkets attached), eyebrow braided hair, no boobs, huge boobs (used as floor mops), fake boobs, man boobs (with accessories), tattoos, no tattoos, fake tattoos put on with paint brushes (obviously), cake makeup, no makeup, makeup put on with paint brushes (obviously), man makeup (with accessories), cross-dressers, cross-eyed dressers, cross-legged dressers and totally uncrossed-legged dressers (nasty), cute babies with ugly parents (obviously not their own), ugly babies with cute parents (obviously not their own), ugly babies and equally ugly parents (obviously inbreeding), short people ( I mean, really short people), and tall people ( I mean, really tall people). OK, they are not faking it, but the rest damn sure are!

    When the WallyWorld ugly folks craze first started, I thought it amusing and sometimes downright funny. Every time I went to our local WallyWorld, I would look for the crazies, but, alas, each time I was disappointed. There were none to be found. I wondered where the magical WallyWorld was and how do I get there? Well, the truth is finally out. You can’t go there because it is on a back lot in Hollywood. Yes, that’s right, it’s WallyWorld Studios and you can’t go there. This is about to change though. WallyWorld Studios is going to announce it will open its doors to the public next December just in time for the Christmas season. It will be Hollywood’s newest and most exciting theme park!

    Move over, Universal Studios – there is a new kid on the block.

    I’m just saying,

    Mittster

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Remember Me

    My brother, Walt, sent this to me and I would like to share with those who have not seen it.

    All I can say is WOW!!!!!!!

    This film was made by a 15 year old girl. It is the hottest thing on the internet and on Fox News today.

    Lizzie Palmer who put this YouTube program together, is 15 years old.

    There have been over 3,000,000 hits as of this morning.

    Watch all of it.......and, pass it on!!

    Click on the title of this blog to see it....

    Write on,

    Mittster

The Cure for Fear


    "An Arizona Department of Safety Officer pulled over a pick-up truck owner for a faulty taillight. When the officer approached the driver, the man behind the wheel handed the officer his driver’s license, insurance card and a concealed weapon carry permit.

    The officer took all the documents, looked them over and said. "Mr. Smith, I see you have a CCP. Do you have any weapons with you?" The driver replied, "Yes sir, I have a .357 handgun in a hip holster, a .45 in the glove box and a .22 derringer in my boot."

    The officer looked at the driver and asked, "Anything else?" "Yes sir, I have a Mossberg 500 12 gauge and an AR-15 behind the seat."

    The officer asked if the man was driving to or from a shooting range and the man said he wasn't, so the officer bent over and looked into the driver's face and said "Mr. Smith, you're carrying quite a few guns. May I ask what you are afraid of?"

    Mr. Smith locked eyes with the officer and calmly answered,

    Not a damn thing!"

    Write on,

    Mittster

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Hardly My Harley

    What makes this Harley unique is that after a hard day's ride and you are starving, you can eat the damn thing.

    This tunnel model is designed so that we can still ride our beloved Harleys even after the nuclear holocaust.

    The future Harley trike will be able to go under the massive SUVs crammed like sardines on the freeways.

    Harley's answer to public transportation is the "Twin V" rickshaw. Sure it only holds three people, but it can get you there at 130 miles per hour!

    Of course, this model is for the jet setters; ride by yourselves, butt wipes.

    This Harley was special ordered by Arnold. He can't afford it now; Maria
    is taking all his money.

    The U.S. Postal Service has ordered this model in hopes of getting back into the package delivery game after having their butts handed to them by FedEx.

    For those of us who continue to ride in circles.

    Oh, crap...my wife is not supposed to see this one!

    I gotta go – see ya!

    Mittster

Friday, July 1, 2011

How About a Piece of Peace?

    Enough is enough already; let’s get out of Afghanistan, Pakistan and Iraq before we lose anymore young lives and bankrupt our country and our allies’ countries to boot. No wonder every time we announce that we are pulling out and letting local police keep the peace, something blows up and people die. The enemy or their governments, or both, want us to stay so we can spend yet even more young lives and money. We got the bad guys, now it's time to get the hell out!

    I am as right-wing as they come, but there is something to be said about re-grouping closer to home and letting some countries take care of their own problems for a change. We all know it is really about oil, but if the truth be known, we would learn that there is enough of the ugly stuff in oil shale to last a hundred years right in our own backyard. Besides, the American people need to be taken care of first with jobs and a future. Screw the terrorists of any country. Make America strong again and the rest will fall in place.

    I know, you think I am an idealist. That term is used to describe left-wing Democrats to get you to vote Republican. What I am is sick and tired of is watching our country go down the tubes due to unemployment, deficit spending and welfare programs for people here illegally. While we are spending billions of future dollars overseas for lost causes, people here are suffering. Middle and lower income folks are dying on the vine trying to carry the weight of all the government spending. Get off my back, damn it, and let me breathe!

    There, I have said it, and it felt good. Of course, the weight is still pushing me underground, but at least I am going down kicking ass and taking names. Lord, please let me live long enough to vote someone in as president of the U.S.A. who will reign in our out-of-control government spending. Ronald Regan, please come back and help us kick some booty!

    I’m just screaming,

    Mittster