A painting of a horse is much less costly than a real hoss, and the bonus is, you don't have to clean up after him.
Autumn Sunday evenings in Baltimore are for watching Sunday Night Football and realizing you have to go work on Monday morning. But! At least you don't have to work with Cris Collinsworth, seen here in his playing days...
Interesting! If you're small, you can park your carcass on these handpainted curb chairs.
The good old days of Computer Lab 101, so long ago that the keyboard was still part of the machine! Perfect for learning Lotus 123 and Word Perfect.
Nappin' in the snack aisle with Mama Duck and her ducklings!
This little guy can get on your finger for fifteen minutes and get you a money-saving quote on your auto insurance.
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| Anyone for mountain climbing? OK, you go ahead... |
This is the companion joke to the one about the nudist who knew how to go pick up a dozen donuts 🍩 to go...
Who's going to be the one to tell a polar bear he shouldn't snooze half the day away?
Maybe my lifelong dream of becoming a country singer will come true, now that I've chosen a fake name...Rusty Wheeler.
2 comments:
This is an all-star week! Love the painted horse (do you suppose it’s named Old Paint?) and the painted chairs. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
I learned Windows 95 for my first real Medical Office job in a lab like that… remember Tabs?
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