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Shawn Ohara said…
Amazing long life but sad to hear of Margaret Thatcher's passing at the age of 87. And it;s amazing that the Rolling Stones wil be touring at the age of 113.
nonamedufus said…
Lot of deaths commemorated this week. Thatcher, Ebert, Funicello and funnyman Jonathan Winters. I'm amazed how the Stones just keep rolling long.
Looks like everybody is dying except the Rolling Stones. :)
nonamedufus said…
Ha, yeah, imagine.
Shawn Ohara said…
Hadn't heard anything from Winters in a long time. Makes sense given his age. He was a great funny man.
Boom Boom Larew said…
Yes, another week of death and potential destruction.... sigh!
Cheryl said…
It truly was a long, sad, weird week.


In a couple of months, you can change "spring" to "summer" on that last cartoon. Winter's never going to end.
nonamedufus said…
And what about the weather? I think someone killed spring.
nonamedufus said…
You're depressing me.
Cheryl said…
I'm not the one posting pictures of snow and ice. I'm posting birds, birds, and more birds. I'm doing my part to give you an uplifting experience.
nonamedufus said…
Here, the geese are back...and very confused.
Quirky Loon said…
HA!

I love the God is a conservative one. heh heh

And the Rolling Stones one... I think I need the "Keef" set up. I could use a huge dose of ???? I dunno something.

heh heh
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Cheryl said…
Those can't be from here. They must have flown in from southern New England.
nonamedufus said…
I was kinda surprised at the magnitude of the negative tone in the reaction to Thatcher's death, and I'm a lefty.


I think I could use a "start me up" too. I hope you're keeping well my friend.
nonamedufus said…
They're still confused, although it is getting warmer now and the snow is melting. I'm confused though.
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meleahrebeccah said…
The Rolling Stones one is hilarious!
nonamedufus said…
I love the Stones' one, too.

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