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-Rep. Eric Massa (D-NY) on Obama's COS, 3/7/10
Velvet Lair- Legends March 18, 2010
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- The adventures of the lady spider killer continue March 11, 2010
- Intermission February 19, 2010
- People who allow their dogs to poop in other people’s yards February 16, 2010
Thursday night funny
This woman just has to be from the South:
Hat tip to ST reader Dana Pico, who quips:
For the record, my wife’s name is not Debra Jackson, and there is no Dollar Palace anywhere around here!
Yeah, but Dana, what were your whereabouts on the night of Christmas Eve 2007? A suspicious-looking character dressed in a powder blue leisure suit and wearing white patent leather dress shoes was reported on the premises at your nearby WalMart that evening … 
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I’ll have you know that my only (surviving) leisure suit is a lemon yellow. (It’s in the closet next to my collection of Nehru jackets, which I’m absolutely certain will come back into style.
Of course, we do have a WalMart over in the next town.
Getting all dressed up to go to Wal Mart?
Absolutely PREPOSTEROUS!!!
Geez, any self respecting southerner knows that you don’t get all dressed up to go to Wal Mart.
You get dressed up to go to the SUPER WAL MART!!!
Such ignorance……
Well, NC Cop, up here in Jim Thorpe, Pennsyltucky, there ain’t no Super WalMart, jus’ th’ reg’lar one, an’ tha’s in the next town yonder, over the mountain, tho they’s plannin’ on buildin’ a Super WalMart, right down the road from the Tractor Supply.
Yep. The sign on the door says “no shoes no service”.
Sorry people. The only shoes the thrift store had on SPECIAL for .40 cents…. well…. there was some flip flops but my wife’s big toe has too much fungus and needs to be hidden…
KIDDING ! I have no wife !
I did a criss cross on the text in the clipping. Looks like it originally came from a Shreveport, LA paper.