Talkers are usually more articulate than doers, since talk is their specialty.
Thomas Sowell



Hmm anything wrong?

Oliver"s Law of Public Speaking: A closed mouth gathers no feet.

BBQ anyone?

Only in America could people claim that the government still discriminates against black Americans when they have a black President, a black Attorney General, and roughly 18% of the federal workforce is black, while only 12% of the population is black.

 "The first lesson of economics is scarcity: there is never enough of anything to fully satisfy all those who want it. The first lesson of politics is to disregard the first lesson of economics."

Trillions of dimes??

 "No one will really understand politics until they understand that politicians are not trying to solve our problems. They are trying to solve their own problems — of which getting elected and re-elected are number one and number two. Whatever is number three is far behind."

 "Since this is an era when many people are concerned about 'fairness' and 'social justice,' what is your 'fair share' of what someone else has worked for?"

Now THAT is how to chill a beer.

 A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway next to a priest.
The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a
half-empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He
opened his newspaper and began reading.
After a few minutes the man turned to the priest and asked, 'Say
Father, what causes arthritis?'
The priest replies, 'My Son, it's caused by loose living, being with
cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for your fellow man,
sleeping around with prostitutes and lack of a bath.'
The drunk muttered in response, 'Well, I'll be darned,' then returned
to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and
apologized. 'I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to come on so strong.
How long have you had arthritis?'
The drunk answered, 'I don't have it, Father. I was just reading here
that the Pope does.'

In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the fortune teller delivered grave news:

"There's no easy way to tell you this, so I'll just be blunt. Prepare

yourself to be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death

this year."

Visibly shaken, the young woman stared back at the old woman's lined face,

then at the single flickering candle, then down at her shaking hands.

She took a few deep breaths to compose herself. Her mind raced. A question

forced it's way out... she simply had to know. She met the Fortune Teller's

gaze, tried to steady her voice and asked.....

"Will I be acquitted?"

 Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls ,

 Vermont :

 Here lies the body of our Anna,

 Done to death by a banana.

 It wasn't the fruit that laid her low,

 But the skin of the thing that made her go.

Brown's Law of Physical Appearance - If the clothes fit, they're ugly.

How much of an ass do i get for $7.00?