Comedy

I was reminiscing about the time I was married to my beautiful wife.  We were both kneeling at the altar, and I had the whitest of white pants on, and of course, she was lovely, and all morning long, my stomach was rolling. My bowels sounded like reverberating sounds echoing in the deep chasms of the Grand Canyon. I had one episode after another of fighting back this watery diarrhea that finally exploded in my white trousers while facing the wedding guests at my wedding. When those boughs broke from the dam it sounded like Niagara Falls after a surging Spring storm, the sight of my immaculate white pants filled with carmel colored diarrhea was the earliest exit of any wedding I have witnessed. Even the preacher snuffed me out, as the streak of shit just kept coming, and I'm standing there pretending nothing is happening and hoping my underwear was holding back this tsunami. Still, they’re drenched like a fireman’s noodle. And when it was time to say our vows, I said, “I already did!” 

Jijivisha

 

Hardesty Humor

 

A Christmas tableau disclosure: I prefer the game Russian roulette with my family members! 😆

 

Medicus benignus, 

I messed up, Her name is Lesley Duncan, and the song is “Love Song.” Please, listen to Lesley Duncan’s original. Love Song. It's a 3:09 song, and at 1:59 you'll hear her maid start the vacuum—and, another great song, Never Really Gone, by CALICO the band. Enjoy. On your anniversary, your wife will love you hearing these gems and treasures- nonpareil. 

Happy Thanksgiving & Merry Christmas! 

Sincerely,