Dinner Reservations
Once he left the nest and had to make a living on his own, Horace quickly learned that death, taxes, and road kill wait for no one . . .
Once he left the nest and had to make a living on his own, Horace quickly learned that death, taxes, and road kill wait for no one . . .
Hank hated (sort of) just dropping in for dinner, but how do you resist the enticing aroma of fresh possum pie . . .?
It was open mic night at the Vulture Comedy Club, and Bruce (second from the left) started with “How do you tell the greedy vulture from the rest?” Answer: “He’s the one that goes from eating roadkill to being roadkill . . .”
Jimmy and Sandie, while touring Washington DC, heard a persuasive voice blaring from a portable sound system. The speaker’s delivery was so mesmerizing that they just couldn’t tear themselves away. When they finally got clear and tried to analyze what they had heard they agreed that it had sounded good at the time, but in retrospect they were uncertain as to just what was said. They were trying to decide if the speaker was a televangelist, a politician, or Billy Mays, back from the dead . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Steve (center) was complaining to his buddies, Howard (left) and Guillermo (right), that one of the presidential candidates had given them all a bad name by calling the other candidate “A vulture capitalist”. Guillermo reminded him that nobody took what they said seriously, and that as usual, 99% of the politicians gave the other 1% a bad name. . . . . David, Sf.G.