Since the jury lacked the cohones to execute Zacharias Moussoui, who helped kill 3,000 innocent people, I pray that he gets these two for cellmates:
The Unabomber Dr. Hannibal Lecter
Redneck Spring Break
1959 Edsel: This is the car I wanted as a graduation present when I graduated college in January 1960. I tell people now that I graduated from the University of Northern Iowa, but I've never let that hold me back.
This is how I felt recently at a luncheon event, when the guest speaker lost his audience quickly by taking an arcane, academic approach to a simple subject. Apparently his written text was equipped with radar to warn him in case he ever got near the subject he was supposed to address.
"In 2004, after months of expressing deep concern, grave concern, deep concern over the graves and deep grave concern over whether the graves were deep enough, Kofi Annan took decisive action and appointed a UN committee to look into what's going on. Eventually, they reported back that it's not genocide." ~ Mark Steyn
This lovely lady serving fresh upside-down cake is Ms. Norma McCusker, wife of my esteemed brother William. She's been preparing his meals for over 50 years. What amazes me, is that she has never slipped any arsenic into his cakes.
This is the way William remembers himself as a child.
William still had that sweet, innocent look on his face as a teenager having his first beer, with one of our older cousins at a wedding.
When William was a teenager, Michael Jackson was still black.
From this day on, I never had to take any more crap from William.
Truthfully, this is William and our little sister Elaine. Naturally, Mom always like her the best. It's hard to believe that William will turn 75 this year, because I'm only 39. Maybe not?