OK to take this into concurrence, my mind is filled with an old image and a song. I can not keep them from speaking so I will post about them.
Uranus and Jupiter at the threshold…
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The Daily “FUCK” Gazette Vol. Two , Number Three. Love me some Transgender !!
President Dump Issues transgender directive…
My eldest son said this,
“Whatever! Now if he starts the draft again I can just say I am transgender.”
I was blank-faced and said,
“Ha, Ha, Ha…. brilliant!”
The repetition of images is good propaganda… and we here at Flopside Comics are guilty of that. We hope it rams down your subconscious and does some fruitfulness. Remember to be more than an asshole.
Publications for reading pleasure…
Solar eclipse of August 21, 2017 Celebration
I hope you enjoy the coming eclipse. If you are already there or travel the journey to get there…If you need some reading material while waiting or after it is over and back to normal life… here is my stuff for your reading pleasure….
here is some eclipse music….
My Stuff….
The Daily “FUCK” Gazette Vol. Two , Number 1. good vibrations
Flopside comics is proud to continue on the next volume of ten editions of “FUCK” Gazettes. “Fart News” is the smelly echo of the word that is heard around the world. Volume two number one is a reflective piece of fart journalism. A dualistic pause from the past into the present political drama! Yes, here at Flopside comics we memories quotes of our dear friend Thomas Paine. His good vibrations are close around. His words echo in the moments of history that still speak to the noble of mind and heart. Pity the other fool that talks of truths…which he doesn’t even come close to saying in all his “tweetrums,” in fact Trump is an asshole… so there you go… that is fart news at its best. So go blow one and remember to be more than an asshole!!
I am a driving wanker.
Someone who claims to be of higher intelligence than others, understands the finer thing in life, and generally deems themself a higher being than most others; they often refer to the ‘lesser beings’ as peasant or philistines. In simple terms, snobs are wankers.
I saw a film Noir the other night. It was with Dick Powell. He was real mad. He picked a guy up and slapped his face, back and forth & back and forth. Then he put him down. The scene was perfect!!
“Ya know what I mean?”
When it comes to people driving their vehicles I would apply this perfection !! I would take it further. My madness after seeing bad driving and those that lack common car intelligence and after pulling the fool our of their car, picking them up, slapping them back and forth & back and forth; I would then take their car keys and toss the fucking keys. Somewhere where no one could find them. With my nose in the air!!
Enduring the riptide of unaware and inconsiderate assholes in their cars is my ambition for correctness. I bitch about it all the time on my blog too. I am considering taking a job as a Parking Enforcer. Using the law and my genius would make my manifesto complete. No more yelling and using my finger. My black sharpie pen in the air writing tickets is my call to greatness!!
I know the game and I am one of the best drivers !! Ever !!
Mr. Fuck’s Fucking Summer 2014
Have you ever experienced an Aqua Fart?
pink brassière and gargoyle
When I was given my first brassiere, as mom called them, it wasn’t a day to remember. She secretly slipped them into my underwear drawer. This was under my closet. I was 13 years old when I found the two brassieres; little wee bras that they were. My response was rebellion. When I saw the bad little flower-lace decorations on the front, I ripped them off and threw them to the floor. I jumped on the bras after throwing them to the ground also!!
I proceeded to run out of the house screaming, and then climbing the eucalyptus tree in front of my parent’s house. I crawled up to the rock-roof and climbed up the red brick chimney, a place for gargoyles, eagles, and squirrels. My hideout!
“Tomboy, little tomboy as I reflect on this memory now, I realize what Mom was doing some forty years ago!!”
Mom was indirectly trying to wake-me-up to the woman I was becoming. She knew my wild ways. This seems the only way she could have done it, but I would have nothing to do with it. It was not going to happen to me, but it did!!
Our patriarchal culture spends a great deal of time focusing on this part of a woman’s anatomy, I scored big. Humor aside this is not the point of this essay.
Indirectly this post is about the perfect brassiere which I have found. It has a flower- lace decoration on the front. It makes me feel feminine, beautiful, happy, and womanly. It is a Magic Glamorise-1003. A perfect fit!! My new pink brassiere with flower-lace.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/01/10/photo-challenge-window/
Humor “warms the cockles of your heart”… Black Friday..
I swept the shelves of merchandise, mopped the floors with savings. Then plowed through the bitch who tried to cut me in line. I cleaned on Black Friday. ~Unknown
To give the finger or not give the finger that is the question …
“In a 14-page opinion, the U.S. Court of Appeals for the 2nd Circuit ruled that the “ancient gesture of insult is not the basis for a reasonable suspicion of a traffic violation or impending criminal activity.”
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/01/03/flip-off-police_n_2403563.html
And so good expressions can be shared with those that deserve it… most of the time… on this Blue Moon know that the power to express ones emotional feelings of anger, disbelieve, or emotional bull crap is a good thing…yes maybe the power to give the finger has lost its sting but now we can do it to the cops.
Take this copper….ahahahah
Dedicated to all the Black Moon Lilith’s who stand tall ! We take on the finger with pride of achievement… thank you!!
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