Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Clint Eastwood

Did it not seem totally appropriate for Clint Eastwood to address the Repugnican Convention?

 

Consider that the hall was filled with the Bad and the Ugly who aren't satisfied with a Fist Full of Dollars and want a Few Dollars More. Nobody knows for sure what it cost to get him to come speak, but he is truly a Million Dollar Baby. His performance seemed to prove he has spent A Decade Under the Influence and was seriously in need of some Blood Work.

 

He did a good job of exposing the Repugs True Crime and their quest for Absolute Power.

 

Even though he appeared to be a Rookie, he will remain Unforgiven.

 

There are reports he was seen driving away in his Pink Cadillac and later observed swimming with other Repugs in the Dead Pool.

 

He was a Pale Rider walking a Tightrope until he fell off and the Sudden Impact made him think he was a Honky Tonk Man

 

Maybe it was the City Heat that caused him to fall Every Which Way But Loose and when the Repugs asked him what they could do to help him he said  "Any Which Way You Can." 

 

When the Repugs finally kicked him out of the arena they told him, "You are Dirty and Hairy, go get your Two Mules from your Sister Sara Palin, go Paint Your Wagon and, please take those stinking pants off and Hang 'Em High because let's face it, you are a Star in the Dust and your performance tonight caused Terror in the Aisles."

 

 

 

Monday, September 3, 2012

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Cash!
Cash who?
No thanks, but I’d like some peanuts!






Knock Knock!


Who’s there?

Doris!


Doris who?


Doris locked that’s why I am knocking!









Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Scott!
Scott who?
Scott nothing to do with you!





Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Orange
Orange who?
Orange you glad this is the last one?



Tim D. Culey -2012-

Creative Challenge #220: Orange

 

Knock Knock!

Who’s there?

Cash!

Cash who?

No thanks, but I’d like some peanuts!

 

 

 

 

Knock Knock!

 

Who’s there?

 

Doris!

Doris who?

Doris locked that’s why I am knocking!

 

 

 

Knock Knock!

Who’s there?

Scott!

Scott who?

Scott nothing to do with you!

 

 

 

 

Knock Knock!

Who’s there?

Orange

Orange who?

Orange you glad this is the last one?

 

 

 

 

 

Tim D. Culey -2012-

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Creative Challenge: Journey

Frontier Justice



He rode tall in the saddle, he was long and lean

His one vice was a love of travel and adventure

An amiable sort of fellow, not the least bit mean

For all life’s maladies he thought travel the cure





When in the saddle he may end up east or west

Often to be adventurous he traveled north or south

Destination wasn't important, he loved the travel the best

He was a happy go lucky guy, never down in the mouth.





His travel took him to a place previously unexplored

A place where everything he believed was tested

His protestations of innocence went entirely ignored

Before he knew what happened, he had been arrested.





Twelve of his peers were brought into court

Evidence was presented for everyone to see

Upon deliberation it was their duty to report

No verdict was reached, it was a hung journey.









©Tim D. Culey -2012-

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Traveling Man

Frontier Justice

 

 

He rode tall in the saddle, he was long and lean

His one vice was a love of travel and adventure

An amiable sort of fellow, not the least bit mean

For all life’s maladies he thought travel the cure

 

 

When in the saddle he may end up east or west

Often to be adventurous he traveled north or south

Destination wasn't important, he loved the travel the best

He was a happy go lucky guy, never down in the mouth.

 

 

His travel took him to a place previously unexplored

A place where everything he believed was tested

His protestations of innocence went entirely ignored

Before he knew what happened, he had been arrested.

 

 

Twelve of his peers were brought into court

Evidence was presented for everyone to see

Upon deliberation it was their duty to report

No verdict was reached, it was a hung journey.

 

 

 

 

©Tim D. Culey -2012-