This sign was spotted on the Rehoboth Beach Delaware boardwalk. The arcade/amusement section of the park is called PLAYLAND and it lost a very important lighted letter. I think with the “L” blown out, the name of the business is more appropriate as “PAYLAND”. Go in, have fun, and PAY PAY PAY!
Doing a presentation on presentations this week. I found this comedy bit on PowerPoint abuse that I thought was very funny. I’m surprised more comedians don’t make use of PowerPoint. It is, pretty much, the adult version of an etch-a-sketch.
It’s like my grocery store on the days that the social security checks & retirement bus rolls in…just without Ann Margret and The Bay City Rollers.
I’ll never look at Saturday night the same again…
I am really starting to love Sarah Palin. Just when you think she can not be anymore absurd, she tops herself.
She recently posted on her “failbook” page that she thinks President Obama needs to call her so she can educate him on how to act like an executive, and how to deal with the oil companies since she herself has had SO much experience in dealing with an oil spill aka the Exxon fiasco.
Well…the Exxon Valdez spill in Prince William Sound happened in 1989. What was she doing in 1989? She was at home starting her child army. She was not elected to any “official” public office until 1992-a full 3 years after the disaster. She was appointed to an Alaskan “Oil Commission” but only served a year on that board. I suppose approving a transcontinental oil pipeline (which is currenlty facing legality charges in Canadian First Nations) gives her all the experience she needs when dealing with an environmental disaster such as the loss the entire GULF OF MEXICO.
Thanks Sarah, but No thanks. If the President needs to know how to hunt or play hockey, he’ll call you.
Most realistic PR add for Gay Marriage that I’ve seen to date…minus the surfboard, which was a nice touch.
Don’t know about this guy…
Happy Birthday to the Silver Fox.
REAL SOUTH Philadelphians call the Italian Market “Ninth Street,”
Passyunk “The Avenue.” “Moyamensing” only has 3 syllables.(moy-MEN-sing)
Real South Philadelphians love the challenge of a tight parking spot.
Real South Philadelphians do the “South Philly Slide” through stop signs.
Real South Philadelphians eat macaroni on Sunday.
Real South Philadelphians have an aunt who still has plastic slipcovers on her furniture
Real South Philadelphians scrub their stoop every Saturday morning.
Real South Philadelphians play pinochle and drink homemade red
REAL SOUTH Philadelphians call Second Street “Two Street.”
Real South Philadelphia parents call their young children “mommy” or “daddy.”
Real South Philadelphians add the letters “y” or “ie” after every guy’s name:
(Joey, Paulie, Johnie, Mikey, Sammy, Bobby, Markie, Ralphie, Jimmy, Nicky, etc)
Real South Philadelphians know what “wiz wit” means
Real South Philadelphians have a statue of Mary in their front window surrounded by Phillies/Flyers baubble-heads
Real South Philadelphians know the difference between pizza and tomato pie.
Real South Philadelphian waitresses always call ya “Hon”
Real South Philadelphians still call Frank Rizzo “Mayor Rizzo.”
Real South Philadelphians make their own Lemoncello.
Real South Philadelphians don’t mind the music from the Mister Softee truck
Real South Philadelphians call their favorite treat “wooder ice”(churry or strawburry).
Real South Philadelphians think that $2,500 a year for insurance on a 1977 Toyota Corolla is a bargain.
Real South Philadelphians sleep soundly through gunfire and ambulance sirens.
Real South Philadelphians visit New York and are impressed by how clean it is.
Real South Philadelphians call sprinkles on top of your ice cream cone “jimmies”.
Real South Philadelphians vacation at the Jersey shore (pronounced “Downa shoore”) and think its better than going to the Bahamas (there’s more stuff to do, plus you know everybody.)
Real South Philadelphians know that only tourists go to Geno’s, Pat’s and Jim’s : You only go if you’re drunk and it’s 3:00 a.m.
And most importantly:
It Ain’t Sauce Cuz’ it’s Gravy
And real South Philadelphians have always known that
I am particularly loving Barack Obama’s quote this week about the BP oil disaster in the Gulf of Mexico. I love it so much I want a T-Shirt!
“PLUG THE DAMN HOLE!!”
Sounds like he’s wising up and finally taking a page from the Joe Biden play book! When diplomacy doesn’t work, start swearing a little! It scares the rich Christians! HAHA!
Read about it on the Internet thing…
If you haven’t heard, the self proclaimed savior of the world and personal do-good’er Bono from the band who defined “sell out” known as U2 has been admitted to a hospital for emergency back surgery. Personally I think its from bending over in those stupid rock and roll poses in his music videos while the camera sails under his crotch or down his big mouth.
He’s probably in the hospital right now saying, “how kin yew poke foon of me in yer bloog when there’s all this suffrin’ goin on in me back! NURSE! I need another Nooty Booty bar!!!”
Here’s the CNN article, if you are pretending to give a crap!
