Thursday, July 10, 2008

146
I know , I could

It's school holidays here in the West, so for the past three
days I [along with my son] took the grandkids into the
outback. We ventured to Mukinbudin to check out some
of the fascinating local scenry.
"Muka" has some amazing rock formations within its boundaries





Upon my return Iwas very surprised to read that
Miss Cellania had honoured me with this award


It is called an Arte Y Pico Award, also in Spanish.
When you get the award, you are supposed to post the original rules,
1) You have to pick 5 blogs that you consider deserve this award,
creativity, design, interesting material, and also contrubutes to the blogger community,
no matter of language.
2) Each award has to have the name of the author and also a link to his or her blog to be visited by everyone.
3) Each award-winning, has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that has given her or him the ward itself.
4) Award-winning and the one who has given the prize have to show the link of "Arte y pico" blog , so everyone will know the origin of this award.
5) To show these rules.
Therfore I award the following
It occurred to me
Florida 5708
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The Club
A hunter walking through the jungle, found a huge, dead mastodon,
with a pigmy standing beside it.
Amazed, he asked, 'Did you kill that?'
The pigmy said, 'Yes.'
The hunter asked, 'How could a little bloke like you kill a huge beast like that?'
The pigmy said, 'I killed it with my club.'
The astonished hunter asked, 'How big is your club?'
The pigmy replied,
'We have about three hundred members.'
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Cartoons.....Snow White








Cartoons stolen from Miss Cellania

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Two molecules are walking down the street
and they run in to each other.
One says to the other,
"Are you all right?"
"No, I lost an electron!"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive
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Sometime ago Iposted this video, its funny enough for a re-run
Drambuie...Market Research with Bogans in a Sydney Pub
Day dreaming











Eminent people at work
Eugene d'Albert (noted German composer) was married six times.
At an evening reception which he attended with his fifth wife shortly after their wedding,
he presented the lady to a friend who said politely,
"Congratulations, Herr d'Albert; you have rarely introduced me to so charming a wife."
During a visit to America, Winston Churchill was invited to a buffet luncheon at which cold fried chicken was served.
Returning for a second helping, he asked politely, "May I have some breast?"
"Mr. Churchill," replied the hostess, "in this country we ask for white meat or dark meat." Churchill apologized profusely.
The following morning, the lady received a magnificent orchid from her guest of honor.
The accompanying card read:
"I would be most obliged if you would pin this on your white meat."
Sentenced to two years hard labor (for Sodomy), Oscar Wilde stood handcuffed in driving rain waiting for transport to prison.
"If this is the way Queen Victoria treats her prisoners," he remarked,"
she doesn't deserve to have any."
James McNeill Whistler's (painter of "Whistler's Mother") failure in his West Point chemistry examination once provoked him to remark in later life,
"If silicon had been a gas, I should have been a major general."
German philosopher) Georg Wilhelm Hegel, on his deathbed, complained,
"Only one man ever understood me."
He fell silent for a while and then added, "And he didn't understand me."
Driving through a Swiss city one day, Alfred Hitchcock suddenly pointed out of the car window and said, "
That is the most frightening sight I have ever seen."
His companion was surprised to see nothing more alarming than
a priest in conversation with a little boy, his hand on the child's shoulder.
"Run, little boy," cried Hitchcock, leaning out of the car. "Run for your life!"
Grover Cleveland, though constantly at loggerheads with the Senate,
got on better with the House of Representatives.
A popular story circulating during his presidency concerned the night
he was roused by his wife crying,
"Wake up! I think there are burglars in the house."
"No, no, my dear," said the president sleepily,
"in the Senate maybe, but not in the House."
Will Rogers, having paid too much income tax one year, tried in vain to claim a rebate.
His numerous letters and queries remained unanswered.
Eventually the form for the next year's return arrived.
In the section marked "DEDUCTIONS,"
Rogers listed: "Bad debt, US Government -- $40,000."
Lady Astor was giving a costume ball and Winston Churchill
asked her what disguise she would recommend for him.
She said, "Why don't you come sober, Mr. Prime Minister?"

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Coke versus Pepsi


Not too sure who wins this round
Are they picking it up or delivering it?


From 1965
Chet Atkins and Floyd Cramer



Here is a link to another Floyd Cramer hit







Follow Me..I'll get us out of here


Off to the Teddy Bears picnic

The above two images taken from "Its Knutz'







Paddy met Mick in the street and said,
'Paddy, in future you should draw your bedroom curtains
before making love to your wife !'
'And why would I be doing that?' Paddy asked.
'Because,' said Mick, 'all the street was sniggering when
they saw you two making love all yesterday.'
Mick said, 'Nosey buggers, anyway, the laugh's on them.
I wasn't home yesterday.'
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Being Irish means...
* you will never play professional basketball
* you swear very well
* at least one of your cousins holds political office
* you think you sing very well
* you have no idea how to make a long story short
* you are very good at playing a lot of very bad golf
* there isn't a huge difference between losing your temper and killing someone
* much of your food was boiled
* you have never hit your head on the ceiling
* you spent a good portion of your childhood kneeling
* you're strangely poetic after a few beers
* you're poetic a lot
* you will be punched for no good reason...a lot
* some punches directed at you are legacies from past generations
* your sister will punch you because your brother punched her
* many of your sisters are Catherine, Elizabeth or Mary...and one is Mary Catherine Elizabeth
* someone in your family is incredibly cheap
* it is more than likely you
* you don't know the words but that doesn't stop you from singing
* you can't wait for the other guy to stop talking so you can start talking
* "Irish Stew" is the euphemism for "boiled leftovers from the fridge"
* you're not nearly as funny as you think you are, but what you lack in talent, you make up for in frequency
* there wasn't a huge difference between your last wake and your last kegger party
* you are, or know someone, named "Murph"
* if you don't know Murph, then you know "Mac"
* if you don't know Murph or Mac, then you know "Sully"
* you'll probably also know Sully McMurphy
* you are genetically incapable of keeping a secret
* your parents were on a first name basis with everyone at the local emergency room
And last but not least...
Being Irish means...
* your attention span is so short that
---oh, forget it.
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.......................................Inaugaration












5 comments:

  1. Phil--

    I'm honored and flattered that you selected Tacky Raccoons for the Arte y Pico Award! The check is in the mail.

    (Since it's from my Nigerian bank account, it may take a while to clear. Just be patient.)

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  2. Thanks Bunk
    My pleasure
    Love your blog
    I will deposit your check in my
    retirement fund account
    I intend to retire in 50 years.
    Will it clear by then???
    Cheers

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  3. Hi Phil, came across your blog from Tacky Raccoons. Loved some of the pics & cartoons.
    Cheers from Tassie
    Tony M

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  4. Thanks Tony
    Tassie is where I have some great friends
    Like your site also and will put a link in my blogroll
    Cheers

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  5. In human years, yes.
    In dog years, maybe.

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