The very first LEFTERSONS cartoon.
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Dad: I almost never got to speak to her that first time because she was standing next to a large, African-American man and it was so hard for me to know which person was the correct person to speak with because they were right next to each other instead of in a single-file line.
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04/02/2002 7:43:20 PM PST by
nhoward14
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Pretty funny! Got a link to future toons?
4 posted on
04/02/2002 7:44:45 PM PST by
upchuck
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8 posted on
04/02/2002 7:56:55 PM PST by
Cindy
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The very first LEFTERSONS cartoon.I like it. Where do I subscribe for more?
17 posted on
04/02/2002 8:12:02 PM PST by
irv
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I don't think the "Leftersons" represent the ideal liberal family at all. I mean, wouldn't the ideal liberal family be headed up by a same sex couple? Looks to me like Colin T Hayes just doesn't know what real hard core liberalism is all about.
27 posted on
04/02/2002 8:37:53 PM PST by
StACase
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Little Fly
There was once a happy little fly buzzing around a barn. One day, she happened upon a large pile of fresh cow manure. Since it had been hours since her last meal and she was feeling hunger pangs, she flew down to the irresistible delicacy and began to munch out. She ate, and ate, and then, she ate some more!!!!
Finally, she decided she'd had plenty. She washed her face with her tiny front legs, belched a few times, then attempted to fly away. But alas, she had pigged out far too much and could not get off the ground. She looked around, wondering what to do about this unpleasant situation, when she spotted a pitchfork leaning upright against the barn wall. She'd found a solution!! She realized if she could just become airborne, she'd be able to fly again.
So, she painstakingly climbed to the top of the handle. Once there, she took a deep breath, spread her tiny fly wings, and leaped confidently into the air. She dropped like a rock and splattered all over the floor, quite the dead little fly.
So, what is the moral of this sad story?
"Never fly off the handle when you know you're full of sh*t".
33 posted on
04/02/2002 10:05:18 PM PST by
Mr_Magoo
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44 posted on
04/07/2002 7:28:31 AM PDT by
aomagrat
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