Back to a five-day work week:
Is it vacation time yet? After all:
Related:
And I thought that instead of posting the usual skin pics, I’d go for a more classy look today:
All by William-Adolphe Bouguereau.
Back to a five-day work week:
Is it vacation time yet? After all:
Related:
And I thought that instead of posting the usual skin pics, I’d go for a more classy look today:
All by William-Adolphe Bouguereau.
I sent this pic to Mr. Free Market over the weekend:
…only to get this in return:
Touché.
This kinda sums up the way I’m feeling this morning:
And for the full story:
So, on with the funny shit. Today — the day after July 4 — we do military:
And time to look at the furriners…
And finally:
Salud, y’all.
That’s easily answered. From Knuckledragger:
Chatting to my Oz son-in-law over the weekend, he informed us that New South Wales has gone into a two-week lockdown because (I think) one limo driver had the Indian (“Delta”) version of the WuFlu and now everybody’s getting it.
From what I can see, the OzGov’s policy is: EVERYBODY PANIC!!!!
Over Here. of course, the WuFlu caused the Perpetually Fearful to praise Oz’s harsh lockdown state-by-state policies last year, which policies might have made sense if only they had been followed up by a massive inoculation / vaccination drive as happened both Over Here and Over There (UK).
For no apparent reason, the OzGov never did any such thing — even though with a population numbering in the single-digit millions (or less) in most states, it should have been an easy, slam-dunk job. But inexplicably, that never happened, so now they’re faced with a largely-unvaccinated population, no herd immunity and all the consequences that flow from that incompetence. Hence the frantic rush now.
I invite my Oz Readers to correct my opinion on this issue, of course, but I think I have it mostly correct.
For one lovely moment, I woke up this morning and thought it was next Monday — i.e. the long weekend Monday — only for the ghastly realization to sink in that it wasn’t; in other words, it’s going to be the normal miserable five days of slog before we reach the oasis of next weekend.
So what the hell; might as well console ourselves with the usual tasteless, offensive Monday stuff, right?
Right.
And lastly, one for the times we find ourselves in:
I’d like to take a lot more than five, but that’s just the over-achiever in me talking.
Anyway, here’s something a little more cheerful:
…and:
…and lastly:
Next week’s Funnies will appear (of course) on Tuesday, unless you guys can’t do without them.