A Little Easter Cheer

It still makes me laugh when I think about all the lies my dad told me when I was young. You know, like how the Easter Bunny hid eggs for me to find and eat. And how Old St. Nick left presents for me because I was a decent kid all year. And how the Sodomy Fairy left me that skate board for ....

This being almost Easter I am reminded of one of my favorite Bible verses. II Mathark 3:42-43 “And before being hung upon the cross, Jesus spake unto the 12 disciples saying: Toucheth not my fucking Easter eggs! I'll be back for them on Monday.”

Jesus was a great guy with many talents. Like the time he turned some water into wine. But hell I know this guy named Pedro who turned an entire student loan into tequila, so there you go. I used to ask myself 'What Would Jesus Do' when I had a major problem. But hey, he let himself get crucified so maybe his decision making skills needed a little work.

When Jesus was on the cross and almost dead he motioned Mary over and spoke oh so softly, withering in pain and barely able to speak, he said “Take the nails out, Mary, take the nails out.”
Mary did just as he asked and as he began to fall forward he screamed “FEET FIRST YOU STUPID BITCH!”

HAPPY EASTER.

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Role Play and FOOD

So my lovely wife Theresa steps into the shower with me and says “Look, its like a penis only smaller.” My reply was “Look its like my secretary, only fatter and with saggy tits.”

She then proceeds to tell me that there will be no sex tonight, as if that were an option, and I told her “ Lets try a little role play, it might spice things up. I'll pretend like I'm a rapist and you be the victim.” Shes all like “Hell No! You ain't touching me mister! Get your ass out of here.” And I'm thinking WOW! Shes really getting into this little game. Turns out that she's quite the actress. She should go to Hollywood cause she ended up convincing me that she really didn't want me.

The night ended with me getting the closest thing I've had to a blow job in 10 years. I washed my balls with her tooth brush.

But now onto something that really matters to me. On Saturday, May 8th of this year, the National Association of Letter Carriers is conducting their 18th annual food drive to help feed the hungry in our communities. This is an effort by the postal WORKERS not the post office. It is expected of them to deliver their mail AND pick up food to help feed the less fortunate in our towns, during their normal working hours. There will be no overtime pay for their efforts. Local Food Banks across the country will co-ordinate with the postal union to bring in and deliver to the needy over 1 billion pounds of food this year.

People are always wondering why we send aid to the rest of the world while people here at home are suffering. This is your chance to make a difference. The food brought in during this drive will help food banks fulfill their mission throughout the summer, and without YOUR help this will not be possible. If the postal workers in your area are thoughtful enough to put a bag in your box, I hope you will be thoughtful enough to fill it up and help our neighbors in need.

From my personal experience canned vegetables are plentiful. There is a shortage of canned meats like tuna, chunk chicken, and what the hell, Spam for that matter. Also needed are canned fruits, and complete meals such as stew, ravioli, and chicken and dumplings. Peanut butter, jelly and cereal are also hard to come by.

Please, please, if given the opportunity to give back to the community, this year give like you have never given before. Times are hard for many people who have supported food banks in the past, and they are counting on us today to help them get through these difficult times. THANK YOU!!!

~Mike

Link to the NALC FOOD DRIVE

Coveting Eyeglasses

So I was talking to Joe today about those evil atheists and I pointed out that without religion there is no basis for moral behavior. He comes back with some silly remark about how you can just fell feel when something is wrong and you shouldn't do it.

I noticed a sign on the wall that said “Treat others the way you want to be treated.” I said life would be good if everyone would just do that, and then I pointed out to him that that was from the Bible. He said “No. It's in the Bible but someone had to think it first before they wrote it down, and it could have been a saying for centuries before the Bible was even written.

I agreed and said that if it was that important it probably would have been one of the commandments. Joe thought it was but I was sure it was not. He said but “Thou shalt not covet thy neighbors wife" is. I pointed out to him that I didn't want to covet her, I just I want to fuck her. Hell I don't even own a covet.

Then Joe wanted to know what a covet was. Look for all I know its a cover for a Duvet. The conversation went down hill from there. I found out that Joe played sports in high school during that same visit though. He said his usual position was 'left out.' A while later Glenn joined us with his new eye glasses. He had just came from his ex-girlfriend's house and she told him they looked like birth control glasses. Nobody is going to lay him looking like that. All things considered it was a decent day. Looking forward to doing it again tomorrow.