Category Archives: WMF

Hey, ya mangy old humansz…turn the pool heater on!

Here, birdie! Here, birdie-birdie!

Temperamental birdies! In this instance, because their root system is restrained by the confines of the potting, they bloom only sporadically. We are awaiting an appearance shortly!

Jamesz Winston, affluenza. Billie Jakesbeer was not wrong. “First thing we do, let’s kill all the…”. However, little did the Bard realize that, nowadays, the number of incompetent people dispensing legal counsel far exceeds the number who are merely shrewd!

It’s sunny and 75°F. Birdies chirping, roses blooming, open-toed footwear would not be out-of-place.

Way more terrifying than any of the films named for this date. Way.

Good morning!

Sorry, O-hi-o. It was a case of a rush to judgment. At least there were six Thoroughbred races run in your Buckeye State yesterday. On the other hoof, W. Va. had none. Nothing, zero, nada, zip. Note the cadence of … Continue reading →

American Gridiron Throwball in the snow in Philalala! Fitting that the game’s first scoring was a snowman. Lions lead, 8-nil.