Shaken, Not Stirred!!!!


With my jaw ajar and a gasp still ringing (maybe a dirty word or two also) in my ears I write this evening.  It was just a short while ago I witnessed what I consider to be the continued gouching of America.  I happened to drive by a local gas station in the process of marking up unleaded to 4.13 per gallon.  I’m outraged and in shock.

When I’m outraged and in shock I do a couple of things.  First and formost I cuss, then I try to find some small glimpse of humor in the situation at hand.  In this case I reverted back to creative cursing 101 and blurted out more than a few choice words.  In regards to funny, I’m having some difficulty finding humor in this one.  But I can always pull from the archives for a chuckle.  With that in mind I wonder how different things might be;

If I Were In Charge:

Three out of the four seasons would be summer. Spring would be allowed only because it works its way into summer.

The workweek would consist of Monday, Friday, Wed, Friday to be followed up with Friday of course!

No one would be allowed in Costco wearing a blue tooth.

You could still buy a Look candy bar for a nickel.

Prayer would not only be allowed in school, it would be a course of study.

Every city would have at least one drive-in movie with a concession stand fully stocked with bon-bons and popcorn drenched in so much butter “you could shake a stick at it”. (By the way, if I was in charge you’d have to laugh now, cause that’s some funny stuff.)

I could always find my car in a crowded parking lot.

There would be more ice cream trucks to chase down.

I’ll end here. But this is just a taste of what you could expect if I were in charge.

Thank goodness I’m not!

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