Friday, March 20, 2020

Never Thought I'd Be Cheering for the Sharks, But...





I'm Not Going to Waste My Time Arguing With a Man Who's Lining up to Be a Hot Lunch.



4 comments:

Martin Pollard said...

"I think that I am familiar with the fact that you're going to ignore this particular problem until it swims up and bites you in the ass!"

Robt said...

The virus transmitted from animal to human. The shark need to practice social distancing and not go to the Florida diner with large groups.

The Florida governor is on the case. Mar A Lago is still open for congregating as well.
Just ask Lying Ted and Lunatic Lindsey.

maybe they could not understand the first lady (immigrant married to become a citizen and have anchor babies) because her accent was so foreign.

Be Best..............................

Lawrence said...

The breakers beat monotonously at the shores, casting up driftwood. An abandoned seaplane floated beyond the breakers. After a while the breakers caught the seaplane and threw it on the shore with the driftwood. It tilted and fractured a wing. There were shrimp carousing in the breakers, and the whiting that fed on the shrimp, and the shark that munched the whiting and found them admirable, in the sportive brutality of the sea.
A wind came across the ocean, sweeping with it a pall of fine white ash. The ash fell into the sea and into the breakers. The breakers washed dead shrimp ashore with the driftwood. Then they washed up the whiting. The shark swam out to his deepest waters and and brooded in the old clean currents. He was very hungry that season.

rickstersherpa@msn.com said...

End of Canticle of Liebowitz.