Posted on 02/05/2007 8:38:48 PM PST by Doctor Raoul
Dear Abby: Since our daughter went away to college he doesn't even pretend to like me and hints that I may be a lesbian. What should I do? Signed, Clueless
You're a United States Senator from New York. Act like one.
My husband is a liar and a cheat. He has cheated on me from the beginning, and, when I confront him, he denies everything. What's worse, everyone knows that he cheats on me. It is so humiliating. Also, since he lost his job five years ago, he hasn't even looked for a new one. All he does all day is smoke cigars, cruise around and bullshit with his buddies while I have to work to pay the bills.
Dear Clueless: Grow up and dump him. Good grief, woman. You don't need him anymore.
LOL
Hilarious!!!
Heh
Engineering degree from a good university years ago: $20,000.00
Doc's political humor: priceless.
Would love to see this on a billboard near a traffic light, where folks could read it while stopped.
The Beast is running. The fight for America has begun. Time to engage the battle.
ROFLOL
I thought this was a letter from Hillary ---
:)
That veryyy FUNNY ROFL LMAO
ping
INDEED.
Except . . .
You're a treasonous lying, excuse for a human h*ll bent for destroying our Republic in favor of Globalism. You deserve each other. Go for a drive with Teddy Kennedy without scuba gear.
Thats kinda mean.
But damn funny!
I knew Schumer was secretly a woman.
Dear Abby, Dear Abby ...
John Prine
Dear Abby, Dear Abby
My feet are too long
My hair's falling out and my rights are all wrong
My friends they all tell me that I've no friends at all
Won't you write me a letter, Won't you give me a call
Signed Bewildered
Bewildered, Bewildered...
You have no complaint
You are what your are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood
Dear Abby, Dear Abby...
My fountain pen leaks
My wife hollers at me and my kids are all freaks
Every side I get up on is the wrong side of bed
If it weren't so expensive I'd wish I were dead
Signed Unhappy
Unhappy, Unhappy...
You have no complaint
You are what your are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood
Dear Abby, Dear Abby...
You won't believe this
But my stomach makes noises whenever I kiss
My girlfriend tells me It's all in my head
But my stomach tells me to write you instead
Signed Noise-maker
Noise-maker, Noise-maker
You have no complaint
You are what your are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood
Dear Abby, Dear Abby...
Well I never thought
That me and my girlfriend would ever get caught
We were sitting in the back seat just shooting the breeze
With her hair up in curlers and her pants to her knees
Signed Just Married
Just Married, Just Married...
You have no complaint
You are what your are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood
Thanks for the belly laugh.
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