Friday, July 3, 2026

Petry Thursday



Once again Angel Sammys and and Teddys Pawetatonc have challenged us to write a poem about the picture below.  Please to enjoy





After a long day at work, George went home to rest

He had given his job his best

Playing fetch, zooming, and running with his dad had made him stressed

His work was playing, and his dad put him to the test


George was finally falling to sleep.

When he heard the sound of the keys from the Jeep.

And George arose from his bed with promises to keep

Dad sat in the car, hitting the horn, going beep beep beep.


George and Dad returned from a six-hour ride. 

What george really wanted was someplace to hide. 

He thought he could have cried

 When his dad shouted, "Let's play frisbee outside.”


When they got back home, a nap was what George was wishing

But his dad said, "Let us do some midnight fishing." 

When George was nodding off on the riverbank, his dad did some playful splashing and splishing.

And George was angry when he laid down in the wet spot because he had not noticed his dad pissing.


When they got home, it was almost dawn, 

And hs dad said there was no reason to get up this close to morn

Then with a big yawn, 

he told George that a breakfast was what they had to put on


And now the kids were awake. 

Running too and fro like an earthquake

Giving George a cluster headache

And making him wonder how much more he could take.


Finally, George lay down for a nap, 

 then he woke up with his mouth agap

His dad had gone to work behind George’s back, 

and now he was all alone. What is up with that?


Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Beat This Caption

 



Bob was shocked to see what his daughter Maxine was doing on the internet for Temptations

Monday, June 29, 2026

Monday Question

 With Americas 250th upon us and the World Cup on going I wanted to learn more about your parents. What countries did their ancestors live before coming to the USA and are they rooting for these countries in the World Cup?



My Mom’s family came from Ireland and Portugal. My Dad’s from England and Portugal. Mom is not interested in soccer. Daddy is rooting for England and the US.

Ruby’s Sunday funnies

There's a boat sinking out at sea with men, women and children on it, along with a minister, a rabbi, and a priest.
The minister said, "Oh my god, will somebody think of the children."

The rabbi said, "f ck the children."

The priest said, "Do we have time?"

John woke up after the annual office Christmas party with a pounding headache, cotton-mouthed and utterly unable to recall the events of the preceding evening.

After a trip to the bathroom, he made his way downstairs, where his wife put some coffee in front of him.

"Louise," he moaned, "tell me what happened last night. Was it as bad as I think?"

"Even worse," she said, her voice oozing scorn. "You made a complete ass of yourself. You succeeded in antagonising the entire board of directors, and you insulted the president of the company, right to his face."

"He's an asshole," John said. "Piss on him."

"You did," came the reply. "And he fired you."

"Well, screw him!" said John.

"I did. You're back at work on Monday.

A couple had been married for 35 years and were also celebrating their 60th birthdays. During the celebration, a fairy godmother appeared and said that because they had been such a loving couple all those years, she would grant each of them one wish.

The wife said she wanted to travel around the world. The fairy godmother waved her magic wand and BOOM! The wife had the tickets in her hand.

Then it was the husband's turn. He paused for a moment, then said boldly, "Well, I'd like to have a wife 30 years younger than I am." The fairy godmother picked up her wand and BOOM! He was now 90.







Friday, June 26, 2026

Friday fil” in

 





It’s Friday Fill In time. Ruby’s fill ins are in blue


My summer bucket list includes eating, snacking, sleeping, napping, scratching, itching, howling, barking—I pretty much had it all covered by noon time on Sunday.


Last summer was one of best summers I ever had. I   have only had five of them. They all sort of run together.


I am getting ready for the long hot summer by shedding as much fur as I can all over the house and especially on the blue comforter :on the bed, which is now ruby red.


Listening to the toilet flush immediately makes me want to pee.





Poetry Thursday

 


Once again Angel Sammys and and Teddys Pawetatonc have challenged us to write a poem about the picture below.  Please to enjoy




Otto hated to travel by plane

When it came to the ring, he did reign

But flying made him insane

He couldn't fit through the doors and had to access the fuselage via crane


Paul loved to fly

If he crashed, it was his idea of a great way to die

He got so much done on a flight that it was hard to quantify

And the airline served the best Shepard’s Pie


The only way Otto could go

Was if he sat in the front row

Or strapped down in cargo

His agent got his seat in row one, where he could relax and sip his merlot


Much to his surprise, when Otto boarded, he found a little dude in the first seat

And said to Paul, “You’re in the wrong seat, meat”

And Paul replied that there was no mystique

The airline gave him the seat when a doctor said he needed to stretch his feet


Otto was told to sit by a member of the crew

And the big man squeezed into row two

Like an elephant in a canoe

 Before take off, Paul told Otto to sit up straight, and he could feel Otto’s knees coming through


Then Paul tilted back

And Otto felt like he was in a rack

Then Paul began snoring like a Gatling gun attack

And Paul had a flashback of being crushed by Haystack


At the end of the flight, Otto woke up with a grin

With his legs spread out like a kingpin

And he hoped it certainly  was no sin

When Otto threw Paul out the window over Brooklyn


Petry Thursday

Once again  Angel Sammys and   and Teddys Pawetaton c  have challenged us to write a poem about the picture below.  Please to enjoy After a ...