The blame goes to: Democrats, for thinking Congress could reach an agreement.
The blame goes to: The sequester really was Team Obama's idea, but Republicans agreed to it initially. So blame everyone!
Barack Obama signed a tax bill in January that delayed the sequester until March.
The blame goes to: The can, for not going farther down the road when it was kicked.
Journalist Bob Woodward called President Obama a Lying McLiarpants saying the White House came up with the sequester idea, has "moved the goal posts" in negotiations with Republicans, and is making unnecessary national security decisions in response to the looming budget cuts. And now the WH is threatening him.
The blame goes to: Obama. He should know not to tangle with the reporter who brought down Nixon.
Emboldened by Woodward's attack on Obama, Republicans doubled down, saying that none of this would have ever happened if the president weren't so stubborn (and if his wife didn't have such stupid bangs).
The blame goes to: Michelle Obama. Her desperate need to feel and act like an Empress is costing tax payers way too much money.
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Good Morning!
God bless and goodbye!
A father put his 3 year old daughter to bed, told her a story and listened to her prayers which she ended by saying:
‘God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma and goodbye Grandpa.’
The father asked, ‘Why did you say goodbye Grandpa?’
The little girl said, ‘I don’t know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do.’
The next day grandpa died.
The father thought it was a strange coincidence. A few months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her prayers which went like this:
‘God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy and goodbye Grandma.’
The next day the grandmother died.
‘Holy s***!’ thought the father, “this kid is in contact with the other side.”
Several weeks later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her say:
‘God bless Mommy and goodbye Daddy.’
He practically went into shock. He couldn’t sleep all night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch and watched the clock.
He figured if he could get by until midnight he would be okay. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the day he stayed there, drinking coffee, looking at his watch and jumping at every sound.
Finally, midnight arrived; he breathed a sigh of relief and went home. When he got home his wife said ‘I’ve never seen you work so late, what’s the matter?’ He said ‘ I don’t want to talk about it; I’ve just spent the worst day of my life.’
She said, ‘You think you had a bad day, you’ll never believe what happened to me. This morning my golf pro dropped dead right in the middle of my lesson!”
Top 10 freepers. Good morning.
great job putting that together...
That’s great!
In the meantime, I see that MO eats with her elbows on the table.... why am I NOT surprised!!??
Congrats!
That is the best ‘illustrated’ short history of recent events.
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IN!!!!!
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A firefighter was working on the engine outside the Station, when he noticed a little girl nearby in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle.
The girl was wearing a firefighter’s helmet.
The wagon was being pulled by her dog and her cat. The firefighter walked over to take a closer look.
‘That sure is a nice fire truck,’ the firefighter said with admiration.
‘Thanks,’ the girl replied.
The firefighter looked a little closer. The girl had tied the wagon to her dog’s collar and to the cat’s testicles.
‘Little partner,’ the firefighter said, ‘I don’t want to tell you how to run your rig, but if you were to tie that
rope around the cat’s collar, I think you could go faster. ‘
The little girl replied thoughtfully, ‘You’re probably right, but then I wouldn’t have a siren.’
I had lots of time on Saturday so I decided to weed the flower bed in front of the house. When I got out front I noticed one of those free newspapers that often clutters up my driveway. I decided it was best to just get it right then. When I got to the front of the driveway I noticed a problem spot that really needed some water.
I went into the garage and put the little Miracle-Gro sprayer on it and set it up to do the watering. The Miracle-Gro has one of those shut-off valves so you can start the water then go do the spraying. Well, when I got down to the sprayer and turned on the water I noticed the pressure was extremely low.
I’ve been here before. There’s an input filter in my house that gets clogged sometimes so I went down into the basement to clean that out. I got it cleaned out and turned the water back on, when I noticed some old plant pots that I had meant to take up to the attic the week before. Knowing I would just forget again if I didn’t take them right up I hiked up to the attic to put them away.
Wouldn’t you know, the last time I was up there I had found an old trunk from my Air Force days and had been looking through some of that stuff. Somehow I never put it all away so I put it all carefully back, closed the trunk, and put the trunk where it belonged. Then I headed downstairs.
It was lunch time so I made myself a nice sandwich and some lemonade and looked through the latest copy of World Magazine that had arrived the day before. I had a couple of cookies for dessert - my favorite chocolate chip recipe.
The doorbell rang as I was cleaning up and it was the mailman with a package I had ordered from Amazon. He also had brought me the letters he normally puts in the mailbox the trip. I thanked him with a cookie then took the mail back into the table. Most of it was junk, but there was a letter from my brother in China so I read that and put it in the mail pile. But the mail pile had been really piling up over the week so I sorted the pile into all the places I keep my mail.
By now it was 2:00. I’m getting older so I like to take a little nap in front of some game or other. When I woke up the game was actually pretty good, so I watched it until the end.
Suddenly it was 5:00 and time to get ready to meet my wife for dinner. I hadn’t accomplished anything. Not only was the flower bed not weeded, but the driveway was full of water and I had to move the hose before I could get the car out of the garage.
I wonder if this is how Alzheimer’s starts.
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you rock!
Being recently retired, I have time to explore the new “llevrok”. One of those bucket list items is to learn how to play the guitar.
Now, being a bit of a gadget nut, I saw one made here locally that claimed to be always in tune. The store owner and guitar maker is an old German guy, named Leopold Oppornockerty. Mr Oppornockity told me his guitar is guaranteed to be always in tune. Well, even though I am a novice player, I had to have one !
On my second lesson, the guitar instructor told me that I was out of tune. What?!!! So the next day, I went right back to Oppornockity’s music store to complain and hopefully, get my guitar back in tune.
Mr. Oppornockity looked that the guitar and agreed it was out of tune. “So what are you going to do about it?”, I asked. You said the thing was guaranteed to stay in tune. I want you to re-tune it!”, says I. “I’ll not re-tune your guitar. You see,” he said as he showed me the door, “Oppornockity only tunes once!”.