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I love these. Especially the Lizard! And the WIFi password is great. I wish I’d thought of it.
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It was truly inspired.
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I’m seeing a small theme, here. There appears to be a lot of messy kitchens.
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Was there a problem with people swallowing wire hangers to the point that a warning had to be created ?? but I keep forgetting how totally dumb and stupid some people can be. . .
As Albert Einstein may or may not have said, the difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has limits.
These are great! Thanks for the laughs.
Oh these are all so great.. I love the hanger one, that’s so out there… The confession one I deeply appreciate–when you have that one person in there shooting the breeze for a half-hour and now you’ve got to confess wanting to kill someone when you finally get in there.
I picture the priest saying something like : ‘C’mon, let’s wrap this up…you want to kill so-and-so, alright then, say your Hail Marys, now off you go…Next’
It can feel that way!
I love these, especially the sign on the back of the chair. If I worked in the office, I would need one of those. Since I work at home, only the dogs try to engage me in conversation.
I always wonder what happened to some people that resulted in the need for warnings like the one on that hanger.
Just thinking about it gives me a sore throat.
Absolutely brilliant. Particularly liked the mum and the ‘game’ for WIFI password release 🤣
If someone needs warning about swallowing a coat-hanger – just let Darwinism get on with it. Hilarious xx
Reblogged this on Calculus of Decay .
Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
I salute you, oh wise WiFi Mom! You are my idol!
Thanks Bitter Bluebird- I needed the chuckles this morning! 😄
I especially liked the “not needing the explain why you did it” part of confession!
I am going to be laughing for days about the closed bridge! 😀
OHMAGERD, WHEN ARE WE TO BE FREEEEE FROM THE LIZZARD MENACE!!
Don’t keep me hanging, puhleeeeeeeze…
🤣 you made my day. Thanks!!!!
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The cleverly expressed opposite of any generally accepted idea is worth a fortune to somebody.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
I tried to be normal once. Worst two minutes of my life.
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Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
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