THURSDAY!  There's nothing like Thursday in the Desert.  Okay, there's nothing like Thursday anywhere because it's FRIDAY EVE!  The weekend is here!   Wait, you have a job?  Loser!  Why would anyone want to get out of bed at some un-godly hour (like 9am), drive in traffic to somewhere they hate and put up with people they can't stand?  (that's a rhetorical question, so if you're from Alaska that means you don't have to answer it. - OH COME ON!  It's not like the governor up there is on the short list to design rocket engines!)

Anyway,  we were just layin' around here at the trailer park on our sofa-sleeper eating some Hostess pies and it occurred to us that with all the election "stuff" done they'll start running Law & Order reruns on TV again.  See, he's been elected one day and already Obama-Rama has improved our life!  Just wait until he starts "spreading the wealth around" - we're already stockpiling social security numbers to cash in on that bonanza.  And socialized medicine?  Folks, we see allot of Oxycotin coming our way soon! 

Look, it doesn't really matter to us who is El Presidente because most of the morals charges that are brought against us aren't Federal offenses.  Well, we did use a bottle of Weed-B-Gone once in a way that wasn't approved by the FDA, but honestly, that f'ing pimp dropped his gun like a pair of cotton panties under a sweaty prom dress and we haven't been bothered by him since.  Folks, the weekend is here, we're getting the front end of our 1986 Taurus aligned at Big-O Tires this afternoon and then we're thinking ice cold Budweiser...

      
HEY!  It's fast, it's convienient and it's FREE!                                   Thank God we have several medical ID numbers!

                                   
His skin isn't so silky smooth after the Weed-B-Gon!           It's a Federal offense to not follow the label - BIG DEAL!