T.G.I. Funny F.

 He found someone's wife.

 Funny looking dog.

 There's one for the ladies.

 Yeah, what's with those queer man buns?

Bull, ask anyway you please.

Thanks Facebook Buddies!

Thursdayfunishly

 Nerd Porn

 That's one way . . . .

 That does take it's toll for awhile, but the little 

women will love getting rid of him for a bit later.

English no longer taught in our schools.

Watch Out, Here Comes Hillary And Other Liberal Stupidity

Thank You Facebook Buddies!

Tuesdayishness . . . .

 This could have also been a Rule 5 Woodsterman Style Post.

 He came equipped with the buckets for his list.

 Thanks Bruce!

 That's got to be uncomfortable. Mickey, wiggle your ears.

And they will screw it up too!

Thanks Facebook Buddies!

Awww Monday ~ Woodsterman Style XXXXV

Kathy carries Smith & Wesson with her when 

she goes to the ATM. She has NEVER had any problems. 

Smith is on the left, Wesson on the right.

Thanks Dan 

 

Country Ride in a Limo . . . .

Hillary Clinton and her driver were cruising along an Iowa

country road one evening when a old dairy cow loomed in front
of the car. The driver tried to avoid it but couldn't. 

The aged cow
was struck and killed.  Hillary told her driver to go up to the
farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened and
pay them for the cow. 

She stayed in the car making phone calls.
About an hour later the driver staggered back to the car with
his clothes in disarray. He was holding a half-empty bottle
of expensive wine in one hand, a huge Cuban cigar in the
other, and was smiling happily, smeared with lipstick.

"What happened to you," asked Hillary?
 

"Well," the driver replied, "the farmer gave me the cigar,
his wife gave me the wine, and their beautiful twin daughters
made passionate love to me."

"What did you tell them?" asked Hillary.

The driver replied, "I just stepped inside the door and said,
'I'm Hillary Clinton's driver and I've just killed the old​ ​cow.'
The rest happened so fast I couldn't stop it."

 Thanks Brighid (LINK)

Golf Cart Safety ~OR~ Rule 5 Woodsterman Style

Many years ago during my early married days, 

I accidentally overturned my golf cart one day. 

Elizabeth, a very very attractive and keen golfer,
who lived in a villa on the golf course, heard the 

noise and called out, "Are you okay, what's your name?"
"It's Ed, and I'm okay, thanks," I replied as I pulled 

myself out of the twisted cart.
“Ed,” she said (loose breasts undulating beneath her 

white terry robe), 

"forget your troubles. Come to my villa, rest a 

while and I'll help you get the cart up later."
"That's mighty nice of you," I answered, "but I 

don't think my wife would like it."
"Oh, come on now," Elizabeth insisted.
She was so very pretty, very very sexy, and very 

persuasive... I was weak. "Well okay," I finally 

agreed and thought to myself, "but my wife won't like it."
After a few restorative Scotch and waters, I thanked 

Elizabeth. "I feel a lot better now, but I know my wife 

is going to be really upset, so I best go now."
"Don't be silly!" Elizabeth said with a smile, letting 

her robe fall open. "She won't know anything about this. 

By the way, where is she?"
 

"Still under the cart, I guess," I replied.

And keeping with the theme of "Girls in Golf Carts"

 

Thanks Dan!

Other Golf Loving Rule 5 ers:

The Other McCain 
Proof Positive

Randy's Roundtable

Reaganite Republican

Guns and Bikinis

Maggie's Notebook 

RULE 5 SITES
TOTUS

In a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World
Adrienne's Corner
The Feral Irishman
Knuckledraggin My Life Away
Diogenes' Middle Finger
Ninety Miles From Tyranny
Doubletroubletwo  
Angrymikes hood 
MissK's World...
American Power
GOODSTUFF'S CYBER WORLD
A Nod To The Gods   
Act Well Your Part
Subject to Change
Your Crazy Uncle Bubba
Political Clown Parade
 The Last Tradition
The Right Way

T.G.I. Fun F.

Thanks Facebook Buddies!

This All Makes Sense to the Left . . . .

 Washington, are you listening? Didn't think so.

Gun Control = Hillary Control.

That's a damn good question.

 Great idea!

Hey Bernie, it's what you believe in.

Stolen from my Facebook friends.

Wednesdayishness . . . .

 It's always been my motto.

 Now there's a guy that can suck the life outta any septic system.

Actually, that's my walking buddy's plan. He made $.10 this morning.