It’s a bad idea.
Friends will make fun.
It takes several drinks to make it seem like a good idea.
Eventually, the hole gets punched, and consequences are faced the next day.
“I did WHAT?”

The best parts are when he gets an unexpected question, and he has to make something up, since the clicker won’t cover that search topic. That’s one “um”.

The best-best parts are when Obama’s Olbermann earpiece encounters static, and B.O. can’t hear what he’s supposed to say. That always counts for an “um . . .um. . .”

The best-best-best parts are when Obama is asked actual questions (which the press rarely, rarely, does); sparks sizzle from his ears, and he can’t remember whether he’s Lincoln, or if Lincoln was a racist, or if Lyndon was a racist, and he’s anti-Johnson, or if Reagan was a great man or a racist, or if racism is good or not - this is only algebraically/calculitically stated as:

R +/- Wh(2) -r/lj and/or sine/cosine may or may not be equal to JFK/TR/FDR x AB(squared) - GWB = +/- Obama

Farmer Fabio Anze found the naked baby near the city of La Plata, Argentina, lying amongst his dog China’s puppies. The baby was taken to the hospital after Anze called the authorities.

Hospital officials said the baby was only a few hours old when she was found, and was in good health despite several bruises.

Temperatures at night around La Plata, 40 miles south of Buenos Aires, this time of year are cold, but not freezing.

Police have located the 14-year-old mother. It is not known whether she left her baby in the dog’s pen or whether the dog found the baby outdoors and carried it in to join her puppies, Reuters reported.

Sickening.

A rhetorical ?: Why does our society allow someone without substance to not only run, but have an advantage, for President, simply on the “1st” premise? Sickening. 1/2-black Karl Marx, thy name is Obama.

JMcC is fully old. At least he’s committed to that.

I’ve tried several solutions. I’ve tried growing my hair, but I’ve not the time for that crap. I settled upon the idea of stuffing:
My first attempt was to fill it with empty beer cans, but that made me look kinda like Lisa Simpson.
I then tried crepe paper, but that infernal crinkling sound made conversation impossible.
I thought myself a genius when I settled on wool; then, a humid day came, and the wool went all gimpy on me - the hat deflated, the wool cascaded about my shoulders, and I looked like a fat Johnny Winter.

Can anyone please help me? I really need to wear my head sweater; I went without it last week, when the temperature only reached 90 degF - my head must have been at a frigid 87. Any advice would be tremendously appreciated, especially with bleak August quickly approaching.

I’ve tried several solutions. I’ve tried growing my hair, but I’ve not the time for that crap. I settled upon the idea of stuffing:
My first attempt was to fill it with empty beer cans, but that made me look kinda like Lisa Simpson.
I then tried crepe paper, but that infernal crinkling sound made conversation impossible.
I thought myself a genius when I settled on wool; then, a humid day came, and the wool went all gimpy on me - the hat deflated, the wool cascaded about my shoulders, and I looked like a fat Johnny Winter.

Can anyone please help me? I really need to wear my head sweater; I went without it last week, when the temperature only reached 90 degF - my head must have been at a frigid 87. Any advice would be tremendously appreciated, especially with bleak August quickly approaching.

-ShoeMart, mon

I feverishly hated Billy Ray Cyrus. His cruddy look, the cruddy music, the cruddy . . . everything.

Now, when I see my daughter being a fan of his daughter, my perspective is given a jolt. Miley (short sidetrack: Her name isn’t Miley - she got that nickname from her dad, the aformentioned and formerly reprehensible Billy Ray, who used to call her “Smiley Miley") is a well-adjusted “tween” star; my daughter looks up to her, and looks down on the Britneys, Lindsays, and Parises that pollute this world.

Though I still loathe everything Billy Ray Cyrus has done in his professional career (from the “Achey Breakey” to “Doc” on PAX), he has proven me wrong; I not only think he’s the man of the year - he’s the man of the last 1.5 decades. He is a great, great man, as evidenced by his daughter, Smiley Miley, whose biggest scandal is showing her bare back on a magazine cover.

I am proud that Myley Cyrus is one of my daughter’s idols; as a result, I am proud to say that Billy Ray is now one of my idols. He is clearly a gentleman with proper ideals and perspective, who cast away the temptations of stardom in favor of the lost ideal of “doing the right thing”.