Humor | The Bull Speaks! - Part 2

From the ‘Out There’ section of Fox News Online

“Hiding out under a bridge, high on LSD, charging passersby a dollar to cross your path makes you many things.

Stupid? Yes.

Guilty of a brief but undoubtedly humorous sojourn into madness? Most definitely.

An actual bridge troll who can attack off-duty cops with golf clubs when they refuse to pony up the toll money you demand? Not so much.

Robert Hibbs was arrested in a park in Boulder, Colo., after he went medieval on an off-duty deputy who declined to pay him a dollar to cross a bridge, TheDenverChannel.com (ABC Channel 7 in Denver) reports.

Witnesses told police that Hibbs and his buddy, Bradley Boville, were acting as bridge trolls in the park, charging unsuspecting joggers and bikers $1 to cross.

When an off-duty sheriff’s deputy was not amused by the pair’s hallucinogen-fueled shenanigans, Hibbs �?? as many a bad-tripping, putt-loving troll before him, no doubt �?? hauled off and whacked the cop with a golf club. The deputy told police he was able to remove the club from the troll and hit him back in self-defense.

Cops arrested both Hibbs and Boville after finding a large marijuana joint rolled in dollar bills at the scene of the troll tolling. Other drugs and paraphernalia turned up in a search of Boville’s apartment.

Thanks to Out There readers Matt “The Squid” S., C. Wiley and Angry Dave.”

The Bull agrees with the beliefs that LSD is not nearly as harmful a drug as it is made out to be by both the media and the Government, and that penalties for that particlar drug are far too severe. However, there is a legitiment reason it is oulawed. These two clowns are superior examples. Morons. Good thing for them they were in a tolerent State like Colorado. Here in the Deep South there would be no upcoming trial – just upcoming funerals. That would have occurred the 1st time they attempted such a stunt, not just when a cop happened along.
Bull, out.
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I am 10% Idiot.
Friggin Genius

I am not annoying at all. In fact most people come to me for advice. Of course they annoy the hell out of me. But what can I do? I am smarter than most people.

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Ha! This is better. That first quiz freaked me out a bit so I thought I should see how I stand with God. Vast improvement over the last one…

What will God say to you when you die?
Name
Age
Religion
You will say: What, no blondes? That’s GREAT!
God will say: No virgins either, then again you’re not a terrorist.
How much do you deserve to be in heaven? – 85%
This cool quiz by megalomein – Taken 239865 Times.kwizcount A quiz more to my liking!

Bull, out.  End of Article

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I’m a what?!

This is what I get for not sleeping and taking these damned fool internet personality test. Then again, I do own a pair of velcro gloves…


Which internet subculture do I belong to? [CLICK]
furry a furry??? You are a FURRY!
You are a sick, sick, individual. Stop lusting over animals! Take off that fursuit and quit yiffing. No-one likes furry art! STOP NOW!
More Quizzes at Go-Quiz.com

Bull.
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fuel cost01 Fuel Cost #1

Thanks, Debbie!

Bull, out.  End of Article

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The recent hurricanes and gasoline issues are proof of the existence of a new chemical element. A major research institution has recently announced the discovery of the heaviest element yet known to science. The new element has been named *Governmentium*. Governmentium (Gv) has one neutron, 25 assistant neutrons, 88 deputy neutrons, and 198 assistant Deputy neutrons, giving it an atomic mass of 312. These 312 particles are held together by forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called peons.

Since Governmentium has no electrons, it is inert. However, it can be detected, because it impedes every reaction with which it comes into contact. A minute amount of Governmentium can cause a reaction that would normally take less than a second to take over four days to complete. Governmentium has a normal half-life of 4 years; it does not decay, but instead undergoes a reorganization in which a portion of the assistant Neutrons and deputy neutrons exchange places. In fact, Governmentium’s mass will actually increase over time, since each reorganization will cause more morons to become neutrons, forming isodopes. This characteristic of moron promotion leads some scientists to believe that Governmentium is formed whenever morons reach a critical concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as Critical Morass. When catalyzed with money, Governmentium becomes Administratium – an element which radiates just as much energy as Governmentium since it has half as many peons but twice as many morons.

Yes, I know this has been floated through many a mailbox. However, with gas hitting $3.00/gal. pretty much Nationwide – with not a single concern from anyone with real power in Washington – I thought it was rather timely that my old friend, Tim E., should forward this to me.

Soon to be back to riding horses,

Bull, out.
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You Are 60% Weird
weird 4 Weird?


You’re so weird, you think you’re *totally* normal. Right?
But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

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I was out – again – reading through the blogs when I came upon a mention of a webpage called “Your Age on Other Worlds“. Intrigued, I zipped over there and had my age quickly calculated.

Imagine my delight to find that on Mars I would only be 23.1 years old! Yay!

I was especially pleased as while at the County Fair a couple of days ago I won a prize for “Fooling the Guesser”. The carnie attempted to guess my age within two years either way.
I’m 43 years old. The guy guessed 52!

52…? Hell yeah, I’ll take 23.1!

Oh. The prize was a two foot long plush dragon.

“Old” Omar, out…
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I am now a member in good standing of P.O.O.P. (People Offended by Offended People.)

Are you one of those people that writes letters to the editor to bitch about the whiners in this world? Do folks that demand warning labels on toothpaste get under your skin? Do you firmly believe in survival of the fittest and read the Darwin Awards with delight?

If so, then you too may be a canidate for membership in P.O.O.P!

Omar, out!  End of Article

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There was this little boy about 12 years old walking down the pavement dragging a flattened frog, quite obviously very dead, on a string behind him. He walked up to a house of ill repute and knocked on the door. When the Madam answered it, she saw the little boy and asked what he wanted. He said, “I want to have sex with one of the women inside. I have the money and I’m not leaving until I do.”

The Madam figured, why not, so she told him to come in. Once in, she told him to pick any of the girls he liked. He asked, “Do any of the Girls have any diseases?”

The madam said, I don’t believe so. “He said, “I heard all the men talking
about having to get shots after making it with Amber THAT’S the girl I want!”

Since the little boy was so adamant and had the money to pay for it the
Madam told him to go to the first room on the right. So he headed down the hall dragging the squashed frog behind him.

A while later he came back, still dragging the frog, paid the Madam, and
headed out the door.

The Madam stopped him and asked, “Why did you pick the only girl in the place with a disease, instead of one of the others?”

He said, “Well, if you must know, tonight when I get home, my parents are going out to a restaurant to eat, leaving me at home with my baby-sitter.”
“After they leave, my baby-sitter will have sex with me because she just
happens to be very fond of little boys. She will get the disease that I
just caught.”

When Mom and Dad get back, Dad will take the baby-sitter home. On the way, he’ll jump the baby-sitter’s bones, and he’ll catch the disease.” Then when Dad gets home from the baby-sitter’s, he and Mom will go to bed and have sex, and Mom will catch it.”

“In the morning when Dad goes to work, the Milkman will deliver the milk, have a quickie with Mom and catch the disease, and…

HE’S the son-of-a-bitch who ran over my FROG!”

Thanks, Pop!
Omar, out.  End of Article

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The following came in yesterday afternoon from our dog trainer, Francis. I get the idea she has shoveled her share of snow somewhere along the line. All of this makes me miss the Appalachian Mountains I called home. Warm Summers, cool Winters, with snow and sunshine in fair measures.
Ahh… Memories…!

Diary of a Snow Shoveler:

December 8:
6:00 PM. It started to snow. The first snow of the season and
the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window
watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven. It looked like a
Grandma Moses Print. So romantic we felt like newlyweds again. I love
snow!

December 9:
We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow
covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there
be a more lovely place in the Whole World? Moving here was the best idea
I’ve ever had. Shoveled for the first time in years and felt like a boy
again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the
snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the
driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life!

December 12:
The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a
disappointment. My neighbor tells me not to worry, we’ll definitely have
a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we’ll
have so much snow by the end of winter, that I’ll never want to see snow
again. I don’t think that’s possible. Bob is such a nice man, I’m glad
he’s our neighbor.

December 14:
Snow lovely snow! 8″ last night. The temperature dropped to
-20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away,
but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the
life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again.
I didn’t realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I’ll
certainly get back in shape this way. I wish I wouldn’t huff and puff so.

December 15:
20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4×4 Blazer.
Bought snow tires for the wife’s car and 2 extra shovels. Stocked the
freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I
think that’s silly. We aren’t in Alaska, after all.

December 16:
Ice storm this morning. Fell on my rear-end on the ice in
the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like you can’t believe. The wife
laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel.

December 17:
Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere.
Electricity was off for 5 hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay
warm. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her.
Guess I should’ve bought a wood stove, but won’t admit it to her. God I
hate it when she’s right. I can’t believe I’m freezing to death in my own
living room.

December 20:
Electricity’s back on, but had another 14″ of the stuff last
night. More shoveling. Took all day. That dumb snowplow came by twice.
Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they’re too busy
playing hockey. I think they’re lying.

December 21:
Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a
snow blower and they’re out. Might have another shipment in March. I
think they’re lying. Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it
done and bill me. I think he’s lying.

December 22:
Bob was right about a white Christmas because 13 more
inches of the white crud fell today, and it’s so cold it probably won’t
melt till August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to
shovel and then I had to use the bathroom. By the time I got undressed,
went, and dressed again, I was too tired to shovel. Tried to hire Bob who
has a plow on his truck for the rest of the winter; but he says he’s too
busy. I’m sure he is lying.

December 23:
Only 2″ of snow today. And it warmed up to 0. The wife
wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What is she
nuts?!! Why didn’t she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did
but I think she’s lying.

December 24:
6″. Snow packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel.
Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the son of a gun who
drives that snowplow, I’ll drag him through the snow by his ears. I know
he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then
he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over
where I’ve just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols
with her and open our presents, but I was busy watching for that
snowplow.

December 25:
Merry Christmas. 20 more inches of the miserable slop
tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. God I hate
the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I
hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad
attitude. I think she’s an idiot. If I have to watch “It’s a Wonderful
Life” one more time, I’m going to scream!

December 26:
Still snowed in. Why did I ever move here? It was all HER
idea. She’s really getting on my nerves.

December 27:
Temperature dropped to -30 and the pipes froze.

December 28:
Warmed up to above -20. Still snowed in. THE B***CH is
driving me crazy!!!!!

December 29:
10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it
could cave in. That’s the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he
think I am?

December 30:
Roof caved in. The snow plow driver is suing me for a
million dollars. The wife went home to her mother. Nine more inches of
snow predicted.

December 31:
Set fire to what’s left of the house. No more shoveling.

January 8:
I feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep
giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?

Omar, out.  End of Article

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Got this one from my Mom-in-law, Debbie. Man, it comes too close to the truth of Summer in Mobile, Alabama. Especially this summer. We just got word that the National Hurricane Center has upped the number of expected ‘named’ storms from 16 to as many as twenty six!
It’s gonna be a loooong Summer…

Diary of a Yankee who’s just moved to Alabama

April 30th:
Mobile is fantastic! Just got here and love it already. Now this is a state that knows how to live – beautiful sunny days and warm balmy evenings. What a place. Watched the sunset from waterfront park lying on a blanket. It was beautiful. I’ve finally found my home. I love it here.

May 14th:
It’s really heating up. Termometer reached 90 today. Not a problem – I live in an air conditioned home and drive an air conditioned car. What a pleasure to see the sun everyday like this. I’m turning into a real sun worshipper.

June 5th:
Had the backyard landscaped with tropical plants today – lots of palms and rocks. What a breeze to maintain. No more mowing for me. NO MORE SHOVELING SNOW EITHER! Another scorcher today, but I love it here.

July 1st:
The temperature hasn’t been below 90 all week. Not even at night. Where are those ocean breezes we heard about? Even when there is a breeze it’s hot air. Getting used to it will take a while, I guess. I sure miss my collection of old LPs, though. I’ll have to remember not to leave anything else made out of plastic in my car. I bought one of those fuzzy steering wheel covers – cheaper than the burn ointment for my hands. I always wondered what burnt flesh smelled like.

July 15th:
Fell asleep on the beach – got 3rd degree burns over 60% of my body and missed two days of work. What a dumb thing to do. I learned my lesson though: got to respect the ol’ sun in a climate like this.

July 20th:
I miss our cat, Tabby. He snuck into the car when I left this morning. By the time I got out to the hot car for lunch, he’d swollen up to the size of a shopping bag and just as I opened the door he exploded all over $2,000 worth of leather upholstery. I told the kids he ran away. The car now smells like Kibbles and poop. No more pets in this heat!

July 25th:
Ocean breezes, my ass. Hot is hot!! The home air conditioner is on the fritz and AC repairman charged $200 just to drive by and tell me he needed to order parts. Only hope for a break in the heat would be a hurricane.

July 30th:
Been sleeping outside by the pool for three nights now. Swatting the swamp mosquitoes that are as big as B-52’s. $1,500 in darn house payment and we can’t even go inside. Why did I ever come here?

Aug.4th:
100 degrees today. Finally got the air conditioner fixed. It cost $500 and gets the temperature down to about 90. The electric bill is almost as much as the house payment. And two SUV lady drivers almost ran me off the road. I hate this state.

Aug 8th:
If another jerk cracks, “Hot enough for you today?” I’m going to tear his head off. Damn heat. By the time I get to work the radiator is boiling over, my clothes are soaking wet, and I smell like roasted Garfield!!

Aug. 10th:
The weather report might as well be a damn recording: Hot and sunny. It’s been too hot for over two f#@*ing months and the weatherman says it might REALLY warm up next week. And who came up with the statement “it may be hot, but at least you don’t have to shovel it” should die from heat exhaustion.

Aug. 14th:
Welcome to Hell!!! Temperature got to 104 today. Forgot to crack the window and blew the windshield out of the Lincoln. The installer came to fix it and said, “Hot enough for you today?” My wife had to spend the $1,500 house payment to bail me out of jail.

Aug. 30th:
Worst day of the summer. I’m not leaving the house. The monsoon rains finally came and all they did is to make it muggier than hell and drove the damned roaches out of the ground. I wasn’t aware they could fly! The Lincoln is now floating somewhere in the Atlantic with its new $500 windshield.

That does it, we’re moving back to New York where all you have to worry about is getting mugged, I hope this state breaks in half and floats down to Mexico!

Omar, out.  End of Article

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PARIS, France (AFP-N) – Terror Alert Level Raised!

In the wake of the London bombings, which killed 54 people, French President Jacques Chirac has ordered his country’s terror alert level raised from “Run” to “Hide.”

The only two higher terror alert levels in France are “Surrender” and “Collaborate.”

The increased level was precipitated by the recent fire which destroyed one of France’s white flag factories, thus disabling much of their military.

Thanks, Pop!
Omar, out.  End of Article

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