CULTURE/SOCIETY: An Easter Unphotographable

I found this on the website, Unphotographable - OlderMusicGeek

This is a picture I did not take of a gaggle of kids dressed in three-piece suits and spring dresses, coagulating on a sidewalk in front of their church on Easter Sunday, punching each other's shoulders and playing with each other's hair, while one boy, a bit taller than the rest and standing out on the left edge of the group, looked right at me as I approached in my car, driving into my new neighborhood for the first time with a load of boxes, and he flashed me the widest, most welcoming happy-Easter-Sunday smile, right before looking over his shoulder to see where his cohorts were or if any adults were looking, before turning back and gritting his teeth at me and flipping me his extended middle finger.

A link to Unphotographable
A link to other Easter post on my blog

HUMOR: Sending A Message

A joke sent to me long ago by The Sassy Witch. - OlderMusicGeek

A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub...

She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately.
She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers.
As he did, she gently caressed his full beard.
"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.
"Actually, no," he replied.
"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.
"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.
"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.
"Tell him," she whispered,

"There's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper towels in the ladies room."

HUMOR: Bad Halloween Jokes

Do zombies eat popcorn with their fingers?
No, they eat the fingers separately...

Who won the skeleton beauty contest?
No body

What do you call a ghost's mother and father?
Transparents

What's the ratio of a pumpkin's circumference to its diameter?
Pumpkin Pi

What do you get when you cross Bambi with a ghost?
Bamboo

What kind of girl does a mummy take on a date?
Any old girl he can dig up

How do you mend a broken Jack-o-Lantern?
With a pumpkin patch

What did the wicked chicken lay?
Deviled eggs

What happened to the guy who didn't pay his exorcist?
He was repossessed

Where does a werewolf go to college?
At the moon-iversity

Why do demons and ghouls hang out together?
Because demons are a ghoul's best friend

Mask Pun

My son-in-law Matt has a great-looking Darth Vader mask. One year at Halloween, a friend asked if he could borrow it. Matt agreed, and on Halloween night, his friend came by to pick it up. Matt was surprised that his friend was dressed in his usual attire of jeans and a flannel shirt, with the addition of a black cowboy hat.

"Where's your costume?" Matt asked.

"This is it," his friend replied.

"Well, what are you supposed to be?" Matt inquired.

His friend answered, "Darth Brooks."

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ENTERTAINMENT and CULTURE/SOCIETY: Looney Tunes and The War on Terror

This is a conversation I ever heard in a virtual world. - OlderMusicGeek

woman: don't make me drop anvils on your head
man: hehe
man: I wish we could do that in real life
man: that and ride acme rockets
woman: me too
woman: and imprint your face in shovels and frying pans :)
man: omg yes
man: I wouldn't have a working frying pan in the house
woman: and survive dynamite explosions :)
woman: i wish i had a beak that would spin around when shot :)
man: don't forget atomic wedgies
woman: lol
man: and you can stop a gun just by putting your finger in the barrel
woman: and not fall if you don't look down :)
man: man
man: the war on terror would be screwed if we were all looney tunes
woman: lol
woman: whatcha looking for sheik?
woman: evil satanic rabbit is in this hole!
man: gates to bush: they keep putting their fingers in our guns!
woman: shhhh - be vewy vewy quiet, we're hunting osama!