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Anonymous said…
You always find DA best funnies! Always makes me laugh. A lot!

So that's what it would look like when pigs fly.

I'm more accustomed to When Doves Cry!

Ha!
CatLadyLarew said…
A Republican senator from Massachusetts... I guess pigs can fly!
Don said…
The last one seems to sum up the sentiments of a lot of folks I've heard talking the past few days. Some have even commented this must be the beginning of the second coming of Christ because what else could happen now?
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: It's fun going through them for the blog. Glad you enjoy them. We can all use a laugh sometimes.
nonamedufus said…
CL: Imagine! I did a piece on my Slings and Arrows blog about the guy last week.
nonamedufus said…
Don: Well I suppose New Orleans could win!
mama-face said…
The Super Bowl is TODAY? Who's playing?

(The toyota billboard...lol)
nonamedufus said…
mama-face: Super wha? Okay, I'll let that one pass.
Kelly said…
You'll know it's really the Second Coming of the Apocalypse, or whatever that's called, if the Saints really DO win the Superbowl.
nonamedufus said…
Kelly: Yeah! Go Colts!
K a b l o o e y said…
Talk about your flying pigs. Saints won. (Sorry to concede that I really don't care.) How many days 'till pitchers and catchers report?
nonamedufus said…
Kablooey: Boy, do I need a big umbrella and a good pair of boots! Pigs are flying AND hell froze over. Damn Saints.

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