The lesser-known Marx Brothers.

Some friends and I were riffing on this the other day: the unknown Marx Brothers.

Hash Marx – The family stoner, along with Hi Marx

Stretch Marx – The tallest one in the family

Punctuation Marx – Script editor

Check Marx – He kept the books

Registration Marx – Civil rights advocate

Pock Marx – The dermatologist

Skid Marx – Suffered from incontinence

Water Marx – Had a similar problem

Chalk Marx- Homicide detective

Nose Marx – The dog of the family

Bench Marx – Never was put in the game

Ear Marx – Someone was always giving him money

Bite Marx – A bit of a perv

Deutsch Marx – Their German cousin

Den Marx – Their Scandinavian cousin

Hall Marx – He never forgot a birthday

X Marx – Who didn’t like to be put on the spot

Scuff Marx – Never polished his shoes

Book Marx – He liked to bet on the ponies

Re Marx – He wouldn’t shut up

Trade Marx – Very possessive about his inventions

Birth Marx – Easy to spot when sunbathing

Land Marx – Led the way on expeditions

Beauty Marx – The family transvestite

Pencil Marx – Worked as a police sketch artist

Onya Marx – Their little-known Olympian sister

Post Marx – He always delivered

Guy Marx-Khin – Tattoo artist who married into the family

 


Yup.


Workplace humor.

This morning we discussed a grant proposal for the Indian Community Development Block Grant. The ICDBG.

I said, that sounds like something you’d say if you spotted Barry Gibb.

“I C D B G!”


Here’s an idea

The one thing his base will never tolerate is him doing something, anything, which the left approves of. Especially the Democratic leadership.

So if I were Obama or Hillary, the first thing I’d do is have a press conference. Or a TV interview with someone they hate. Rachel Maddow, for example.

I’d say something along the lines of: the Republicans’ “repeal and replace” plan is much more sensible and much less severe than I’d anticipated, and it actually has some very good liberal points to it.

BOOM.

Buh-bye, Obamacare replacement bill.


GOP hi-jinx.


Eight days.

It’s been eight days since he was inaugurated. He’s engaged in unconstitutional denial of rights, lies, treason, buffoonery, gaslighting, cronyism, and subversion.

No, the other candidate was NOT “even worse.” Shut the f**k up about that.

He is insane. He is tearing this country apart. He is making it into something that is not America. And no, his predecessor was NOT “just as bad.” Shut the f**k up about that too.

It’s down to this. Either you stand with America, or you defend him. Simple.

Attendance will be taken.

 


In medieval times

In medieval times, only the jester was allowed to speak truth to the king. And since we can’t count on the rest of our government for checks and balances –

Humor, satire, and mockery are what will save us.

He has an ego as big as all outdoors, a skin as thin as the finest French tissue paper, and the easily bruised feelings of a junior-high girl. No offense meant to junior-high girls.

No one else is brave enough to say that the emperor has no clothes.

Just my .02.