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July 01, 2017


The first sentence ends with when he sat down on his gun.

(Thanks to Kevin M. and Janice G.)


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Glock click, no dick.

Thanks to a collaboration by the 2nd Amendment, the NRA, and Darwin.

So he went off half-cocked?

Usually, whenever I saw a patient that had done something dumb like this, it was followed up with the phrase, "And that's why I came to the emergency room tonight". It never failed that after I gave them some I.V. Morphine they would always ask me to marry them. I reminded them they really didn't have much to offer me now and that usually ended the conversation.

Kinky. Or Klutzy. Or both.

If you have to sit on a gun, make sure the (a hmm) cannon can support you.

So police impounded the car but let him keep the firearm.
Yeah, the horse already left the barn, but I would hope he might have been sent to a firearm safety class.

'Scuse me while I whip this out.

You're pretty. Will you marry me?

♫ One night in Bangkok .... ♬

The link suggested it was from a Jax-onville (Fla.) TV station. I heeded (hedd?) the advice and did not click.

Police impounded the Vehicle? As "Evidence"???

Actually, that's a little impressive. Most of us can't sit on our own gun, as it were.

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