The Plumber Came – And the Plumber Went

The title says it all.  The plumber came today-I had used this company before and they were very good-and he explained that the pipe is so old that if he snaked it, it would probably break and/or would either break or not fit properly together.  He also showed me the problem and I could see what he meant.  A pipe replacement.

The bill for this replacement work would have been so high, I knew I had to get the landlord involved.  If it had been just a clog, no problem I would have paid the bill.  This work would have been more involved, so I called the landlord.

Bottom line–the landlord’s plumber is coming tomorrow.  He (the landlord) felt the bill quoted was far too high, and his guys would do it for a better price.

We will see what tomorrow brings.

I only know I am sincerely tired of this problem now.  It is not stopped up completely, but the sink drains so slowly and I am not letting the water come back up the drain into the sink (contamination) that it just takes forever to do a few dishes.  I need that like a hole in the head.

Let’s hope this can be resolved tomorrow.

They are still talking about a major nationwide storm for the weekend.

I really understand the old Chinese curse “May you live in interesting times.”

God bless everybody.

Patty

Comrade Xi’s Most Funny Jokings REPRINT

Xi-Jinping: Latest News, Videos and Photos of Xi-Jinping | Times of India

From December 22, 2021

We thank Comrade Xi Jinping for letting us use his favorite funny jokings for our new book, The People’s Collective Most Funny Joking Book. Everybody laughs with great uproar at all his jokings! Here is a sample of perplexing funny riddles!

Q: What did the saddle say to the horse?

A: Nothing! (Ha, ha! Very funny, yes!)

Q: Why wasn’t the cowboy hungry?

A: Because he just ate. (Ho, ho!)

Q: What is the difference between a broken leg and a ham sandwich?

A: Shut up, you racist! (Never fails to get oodles of laughings.)

Q: Why did the lawn ornament Garden Gnome go to the doctor?

A: To get his COVID shot, it is Mandate! (Hee-hee-hee!)

See many more funny jokings in our book, The People’s Collective Most Funny Jokings Book! If you would like to give it to your friends as a most amusing present for a holiday, just send $400.95 (plus $75.49 shipping and handling) to President Comrade Jobydin!

A Canadian Tragedy (Or Is It a Farce?) REPRINT

From November 20, 2012

 

This was bound to happen.  In this excursion into Canadian public policy, the irresistible force has met the immoveable object.

As reported Nov. 16 in The Toronto Sun, a lesbian went to a Muslim barbershop in Toronto and demanded a “businessman’s haircut.” The Muslim barber told her to get lost. So the lesbian, of course, ran to the Ontario Human Rights Tribunal and filed a complaint against the barber.

Hmmm… By law, Canada’s Multicultural Act, the Muslim has an inalienable right to refrain from touching a woman, let alone giving her a haircut. And by law, Canada’s Human Rights Act, the lesbian has an inalienable right to force the Muslim to give her a haircut.

O frabjous day! The irresistibly ridiculous has collided with the immoveably inane!

For years both lesbians and Muslims in Canada have used the “human rights” commissions and tribunals to bully Christians. It was their happy hunting ground. The state pays every cent of the plaintiff’s legal costs, the normal rules of evidence do not apply, and we know of not one instance in which the Christian defendant was not screwed.

But now comes the power struggle which I’ve long predicted–the Gays vs. Muslims Steel Cage Match!

Let’s sit back and watch the fun.

 

Culture Collapse, Continued REPRINT

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From December 1, 2017

Laocoon and his sons, when the serpents got ’em…

What’s wrong with this sentence? “In one of her first interviews, Harmony told Sun Online she loves sex…” (https://www.thesun.co.uk/fabulous/5022057/interview-harmony-sex-robot/)

They’re talking about a robot: “Harmony, the sex robot with a Scottish accent who likes threesomes.” Oops, sorry–I should’ve told you up front to have a barf bag handy. I refuse to say they talked with a robot, because, as anybody but a moron knows, even the fanciest robot can only simulate a human conversation. It doesn’t know or understand what it’s doing, any more than a member of Congress does. It is only a simulation. It is not a real being. I mean, have you seen the picture of that thing? Yechhh!

Hey, call me old-fashioned, but I say “having sex” with a machine, be it a lowly egg beater or a newfangled “sex robot,” does not count as actually having sex. Inanimate objects cannot partake of sex. They can’t partake of anything. Is that really such a difficult concept to grasp?

As the United States and England writhe in the grasp of multiple sexual harassment scandals, reminiscent of Laocoon getting throttled by the serpents, here we are with our highly-esteemed nooze media jabbering about sex robots with a Scottish accent. Given the temper of the times, who can expect anyone to behave like a decent human being? Children start learning in bally kindergarten that all sex, no matter how improbable, no matter how bizarre, is something to be affirmed and celebrated–and done, for that matter!–or else. Why is anyone even complaining about TV nooze stars and movie moguls pulling down their pants in front of young women? What else can you honestly expect?

Try not to worry too much. If this news item disgusts you, you’re probably all right.

Micro-kitten and Eyeless Kitten Become Besties

An All-New Perversion! Become Disabled on Purpose REPRINT

From June 23, 2015

First I had to give up being a satirist because our society satirizes itself and I just can’t keep up. Now I wonder if I’ll have to quite writing fantasy because the real stuff out there is so much weirder than anything I could invent.

So now we’ve got people who want to be blind, or deaf, or paralyzed, or wheelchair-bound, or an amputee, and alleged “philosophers” to argue their case and try to convince us all that having perfectly sound limbs lopped off is rational and praiseworthy ( http://www.wnd.com/2015/06/prof-doctors-should-amputate-healthy-limbs/ ), and okay, stop this ride right now, I want to get off…

This was being done at least ten years ago by intensely perverted individuals, aided by doctors without a shred of ethics.

But only now has the ideology caught up with the actual perversion.

Yes–now we’ve got wise-sounding sayings from interllecturals to back it up. See, the whole problem is, this person is a disabled person stuck in a healthy body, and he can never feel right [for feelings are totally everything, and from now on reality is to be defined by feelings] unless they’re in a disabled body… They’ve even thought up a whole new word for it, so it can be presented as a worthwhile cultural movement: trans-ableism. Not to be confused with “ableism,” which is a form of microaggression, which is, which is…

What a load of crap.

But this is the natural fruit of Godlessness–poison fruit from a poison tree. We will not accept the reality the Creator gave us. We do not accept the Creator. We create ourselves–literally chopping up our own bodies to do so–and we create our own reality. Which everybody else has got to “celebrate,” or else.

Hell gapes for such.

Because, you see, there’s only one more step down before there are no more rungs on the ladder and you fall into the bottomless pit–

What about  a dead person trapped in a live body?

Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring

This Day Really Got Away From Me

Wow!  Where did today go?

It flew by.

I was involved in doing a number of things, and suddenly the day was gone.  I had wanted to do more posts, but the time just whizzed by. I promise to do better tomorrow.

The plumber is coming tomorrow morning and oddly enough (of course) the drain is behaving quite well.  I do not trust it to not revert to behaving badly.

They are really talking on the various weather channels that I check about a major storm shaping up.  I would just as soon skip the whole thing and I certainly can do without these horrendously low temperatures.  It was a whopping 3 degrees at 5 this morning.

My legs have all but atrophied from lack of exercise.  It’s far too cold to walk outside.

Take care, all and stay warm.

God bless everybody

Patty

Had to Post This Gabby Little Frenchie

If a dog ever starts to really talk, it will be a French Bulldog or a Husky.  Who knows?   We might see it in our lifetime.  They seem so extremely motivated to communicate.

 

Huskies are Irrepressible and very vocal