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I kept a list of RINOs to primary out for 2026 (see various posts below). Not all were outted, but some where. If the GOP holds their seats, this is what the 2028 list would look like. I'll be updating this after the election.

Using The Lord's Prayer as a template, an outline, I sometimes get a bit nervous at the part: "And lead us not into temptation", ... when this still small voice in my conscience whispers, "So, don't venture here ... and there ... and have you cleared out your fridge, yet?"

Anyone else who is a subscriber being bit quicker by the weekly limit on usage?

In a chess game between Rubio and Vance, it's likely the one closest to the king will win.

If the GOP win the majority in both the House and Senate, it WILL NOT BE because of the GOP, but because of Trump and the pile of demoncrap that would stink out heaven itself. Then we have some RINOs to oust.

Ya know. The 2nd picture is just ... well ... well.

It's worse when a conservative is busted for a crime or immorality, because of the wide hypocrital gap between standards and the breach. The left have less hypocrisy, because they have no upright standard, cast off all restraint and chase every evil. Ergo, no virtues to breach.

Our Golden Retriever loved to "go for a ride". Many years ago I took him with me to the telegram office. I didn't say a word as our 4-legged intellect leaned up on the counter and faced the clerk. A smile formed on the clerk's face. "Would you like to send a telegram, sir?" Our Golden gleamed happily. The clerk asked, "What would you like it to say?" "Woof woof ... woof woof ... woof," he barked excitedly. The clerk blinked, then smiled. "We're offering a special today. Six words for the price of five. You could send an extra 'woof'?" Our Golden looked puzzled, tilted his head, and said, "But that would make no sense at all."

A good friend of mine is a funeral director. I suggested he start tying the shoelaces together on all the bodies that come in from now on. When the zombie apocalypse hits, it'll be hilarious.

They've written a book about my life as a senior citizen: "40 Steps To The Outhouse" Written by I.P. Freely Published by Willie Makett Illustrated by Betty Dont

If you know why, you know why. 😀

I'm reminded of an old classmate who was raised Jewish and Catholic. He told me that in later years when he stepped into a confessional, he'd start with, "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned, and you know my lawyer, Mr. Goldstein."

When someone asks "plz" rather than "please" because it's shorter, I usually respond with "no" rather than "yes", because it's shorter, too.

Two old buddies are reminiscing. "One minute I'm listening to In A Gadda Da Vida in my teens, and before you know it, I'm enrolled in Medicare." "Well, it's a pretty long song."

Knock, knock. Who's there? HIPAA. HIPAA who? I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to tell you that.

This weekend my wife suggested, "Sweetheart, why don't we splurge on ourselves this evening." So I took her to the gas station.

With the price of gold this high, I'm seriously considering wishing I had some.

Regarding DST. A case could be made for a permenant stay for DST or regular time, or for keeping it as is. Two points: • How about asking JOE AMERICA, or better yet, looking at the 80/20, 60/40, etc., polls AND LISTENING. • Did it ever occur there are bigger fish to fry?