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Sunday Funnies

There was plenty for editorial cartoonists to make fun of last week... Who am I kidding? There was really only one story anybody was interested in last week. It was everywhere...











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Me-Me King said…
Is it just me or are there others that really don't give a shit who kissed Tiger's balls for luck and made his putter stand up?
Don said…
It's not over yet either. I've heard some say that his wife would never divorce him? Are they nuts?! She would come out of any settlement with an absolute fortune! Plus, she'd get rid of the great infidel.
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me: It's not just you. Sadly there are more not like you.
nonamedufus said…
Don: She may come away with more if she stays. Weird, eh? He'll pay her in order to protect his endorsements. Ain't love grand?
Quirkyloon said…
And don't you love it when the "media" asks the question? "Should the media leave Tiger Woods alone? Isn't this his private business?"

Ha!
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Geez, Entertainment Tonight would be out of business if they left him alone.
Christiejolu said…
LOL! Love the cartoons. Yeah I turned the channel when they started talking about it. Who the hell cares as Me-Me put it who kissed his balls...that was funny girl!
nonamedufus said…
Christiejolu: I don't understand how people can be so interested in every salacious detail. I'm tired of it and could care less. What's that? 5 mistresses? You're kidding!?
Mr. Knucklehead said…
At least we now know for sure that his putting is better than his driving.
nonamedufus said…
DK: Yeah, and he seems to like to play a lot of holes.

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