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CatLadyLarew said…
Another week of total stupidity... always hard to know whether to laugh or cry.
30 May 2010 at 08:05
00dozo said…
Like CL said, all too funny and sad at the same time. The first one really cracked me up, though (I've done that with burgers!).
30 May 2010 at 08:15
nonamedufus said…
CL: Oh I hope you laughed. This IS supposed to be a humour blog!
30 May 2010 at 09:16
nonamedufus said…
00dooz: I find there's usually no one better to put an issue into perspective than an editorial cartoonist.
30 May 2010 at 09:18
Don said…
Kudos to the first one, and the one about the Douchess of York. Funny and funnier...just like dumb and dumber. Maybe there's a correlation there.
30 May 2010 at 10:07
nonamedufus said…
Don: She's a Douche alright!
30 May 2010 at 10:48
Quirkyloon said…
Poor Fergie, so misunderstood. I mean really what's a poor ex-princess to do? hee hee

And... NBA playoffs? My Suns heart was broken last night, much like Steve Nash's nose.
30 May 2010 at 11:38
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: Hey I was pulling for Phoenix, too. Nash is Canadian! I'm tired of seeing Boston/LA playoffs.
30 May 2010 at 12:56
Malisa said…
Okay, the Rand Paul cartoon made me spew my Diet Dr Pepper across the room! I must admit that I will steal that cartoon to use! Then there is the cement/oil spill cartoon! So true, so true! I only live about an hour from the Texas coast. Our idiotic governor would probably love to see the ocean turn to cement so he could walk out and admire the drilling rigs! Sometimes it is really tough living in today's Texas!
30 May 2010 at 13:49
nonamedufus said…
Malisa: I live to have my readers spew their DDP across the room! Ha, ha. Glad you enjoyed these pics.
30 May 2010 at 13:52
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