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Pandemic humor.

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Because you have to laugh. Or at least I do..

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Nothing worse than a wannabe.

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I’m not sure I needed permission, but thanks anyway.

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Poor Rexy.

How the heck did he eat a taco?

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As rabid as some people have been during this election cycle, it wouldn’t surprise me.

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True.

We were going to retire and travel. Now I get excited if the grocery store has toilet paper.

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The perfect holiday ornament for a truly shitty year.

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Products no one needs.

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While I’m all for pampering and spoiling our pets..

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No.

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Just, no.

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Bowzer’s manicure should not look better than mine… and look, even the dog hates it.

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I want to know who looked at their cat’s ass one afternoon and thought, ” Hey, that will make a great coloring book”.

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Mr. Whiskers is not amused.

And lastly, proof positive more isn’t always good… it’s just more.

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Hell, I think I’m slipping into diabetic coma just looking at that.

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Random drivel I have to share.

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For all my pun loving friends..

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Egg yolks…. they don’t always crack you up.

This next one literally made me snort.

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Admit it, you want one.

Or six.

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We passed this little cutie the other day on a back road.

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Perfume…. that smells like gin?

When I have a few too many I tend to spill it on myself. Think of all the time that will save.

And finally…

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Oh sweet Jesus, no.

First kale killed the dinosaurs… and now my tomato wants a piece of me?

Stop the world. I want to get off.

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Yes, this is a thing.

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I don’t know why, but it is definitely a thing.

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Yes, now you can definitively prove your nasty neighbor’s pit bull did indeed hump poor little Twinkle.

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23 and Me take note, there’s a new dog in town.

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Is this really necessary?

No. But I found some fascinating ancestors when I researched my family tree so who knows? Your pooch may be Rin Tin Tin’s great great great great grandson on his mother’s side.

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Bowzer’s family tree.

Frame worthy for sure.

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Products no one needs but you know someone will buy.

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This first one is sure to be a favorite on Valentines Day.

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Because nothing says I love you like petrified beef.

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Good God, do these things still even exist?

Please, for the love of all that’s holy… no.

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For when you really want to throw down like Hamlet.

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This.

This is really what’s wrong with America. We’re too damn lazy to sit up.

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Pfft. I call foul.

Everyone knows Alfred Von Wigglebottom wouldn’t be caught dead on anything less than Danish Modern.

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When you have way too much time on your hands…

 

I saw an article the other day about all the amazing things people are doing with the spare time the pandemic shutdowns are providing them.

Some were worth while.

Others?

You decide.

 

 

Did Rufus McToofus need his very own adirondack chair to celebrate accordingly?

Probably not.

 

 

 

 

That’s so special it hurts.

 

 

Just…. wow.

What do you suppose those ducks are posting on social media? Can someone please investigate and report back. I’d hate for those ducks to have a more interesting blog than mine.

 

 

Finally….

A worthy use of time.

Pandemic humor.

Go ahead, laugh.

It’s better than the alternative.

Have you ever wondered how it will feel when we eventually  (hopefully!)  get back to normal?

I’m not sure I ever want a stranger closer than 6 feet again.

This could be a real problem if Aunt Jemima products are going to disappear…

I totally need that mask.

Yeah, we kind of do.

Well that goes without saying.

Personally, I’d prefer 2 continents.

One day only!

Better hurry.

It’s all about priorities.

And finally for my horoscope loving readers….

Pandemic humor.

 

Because laughter is the only contagious thing I want to catch.

 

 

That sounds about right.

 

 

We didn’t.

We really didn’t….

 

 

I’m all for this.

As hard as lock down has been, there are some people I’ve been quite happy to avoid.

 

 

I could totally rock that look.

 

 

Yeah.

I don’t know about you, but I’ve had it with the conspiracy theorists.

 

 

 

That’s so wrong.

 

 

Tight pants.

A pandemic symptom I can totally relate to.

Which brings me to the new anthem for the Covid age.

Sing it sister!

 

Products no one needs.

 

I know we’ve all become lazy housebound sods who can’t be bothered to put on pants during the pandemic, but this?

 

 

This is a bridge too far.

The day I’m too lazy to stir my own pan you have permission to slit my throat, fill it with kale and put me out of my misery.

And while I’m all for cocktails?

 

 

 

I have absolutely no intention of sharing my margaritas with llamas.

Nope.

Not happening.

 

 

 

Oh, yeah.

Kitty Hitler looks positively thrilled.

 

 

 

Let’s ponder this for a moment.

Someone thought about, invented, pitched, found investment capital and marketed….. a hammock for fish.

Is this a great country or what!

And finally…. when your dog no longer needs his collar of shame?

 

 

Viola!

You can re-purpose it in the kitchen.

You’re welcome.