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Mothers who care only give the very best to their families. They always serve them Swanson T.V. Dinners.
Watch the video down below of the Butt Family who lives in Price Hill: a loving son, father and a mother who knows how to treat them right.
Do the rest of you mothers out there care for your family this way?
- Tom Anus
(Graphic found at www.doney.net)
In my head, when we get done with February, winter is just about over. I'm ready. Even when I look at the calendar and see that February is a short month, I consider it a long one.
I haven't had any lover for a little bit now. Solitude has been my thing lately – kind of bored with all the little boys I encounter. I like my own company just fine.
I usually get home from work, take my clothes off, have dinner, and then have a few drinks. Sometimes after, I masturbate.
In regards to my private area, I usually like it shaved. I like the clean look, but for the past couple weeks I’ve been letting my hair grow back.
Often at night, I’ll leave a light on and look at myself. I like to watch my hair grow back.
Would you agree that it’s a little better than watching paint dry?
- LOL Girl
(Editor's Note: Photo was removed. A little too much information. Contact John Fox if you want to complain.)
A Coke? Some wine? Some vodka and tonic like Larry? Click
here to read this interesting story from The
Huffington Post.
- Teri Archer
(Graphic from
Wordpress)
This post is being written for the blonde schoolgirl, driving the silver Saab downtown last Tuesday afternoon.
Hey Blondie, you cut me off while I had the walk sign at Sixth & Vine Tuesday afternoon. You almost ran the hell over me.
Remember how cold it was? Well, maybe you don't as you were in your fancy car which was all warm talking on your god damn cell phone – and I’m assuming it wasn’t a Cricket.
You know perfectly well what you did, as I gave you a look that could kill. Your look back was a look that went right through me. You didn’t care.
Blondie, you’re not the first to do this to me and we need a new rule here in Cincinnati. Pedestrians do have the right of way when it comes to crossing the street and we pedestrians should take matters into our own hands when necessary.
From this point on, I’ll be carrying a brick in my coat pocket. Should you, Blondie, or anyone else attempt to run over me again while I’m crossing the street, I’ll be throwing that brick through your windshield. It won’t be pretty.
- Larry Gross
(This can't be Larry. Larry's hair is long and looks like a mop. Photo of man throwing
a brick must be from from newsimg.bbc.com)
One thing Bill Maher proved during the writer's strike is that he still could make his HBO show "Real Time" entertaining and funny. I think he went four or five weeks just sort of winging it.
But now the strike is over, Bill’s writers are back and so is “New Rules.” Get ready to laugh your ass off. The video is down below.
- Larry Gross
(Photo from www.exposetheleft.com)
My friend Mike, who lives in Western Hills, is an odd one. He got let go from his work last month because of slow business and hasn't been able to find another job.
Mike's got four kids and he can't make ends meet. Therefore, he's telling me that he's going to layoff the two oldest.
“Joe’s 16 now – hell I was on my own at his age,” Mike tells me. “I’m going to lay him off and rent out his room.”
His other son, Phil, is 14-years-old and isn’t doing well in school. In fact, Mike can’t even get him to go to school.
“I’ll kick his ass out, let him get a taste of the real world,” Mike says.
I can’t tell if he’s kidding or not. As I said, Mike’s an odd one.
- Joe Locker
(Photo from www.stevenkasher.com)
If someone offered to give you a million dollars on the condition that you had to leave Cincinnati, would you move?
- Brandy Edwards
(Photo: Google)
I don't eat at McDonald's often, but sometimes I like to go there for breakfast and quietly listen to the old geezers gab. It's kind of like rainbows. Just because it's been raining doesn't mean you're going to see a rainbow.
Likewise, if you go to breakfast at McDonald’s it doesn’t mean your going to be able to eavesdrop on two old men in conversation, but sometimes you just get lucky.
Today, I listened to two codgers talk about a portion of their time in the service. The one was talking about being promoted to “buck” sergeant while the other thought he was too stupid to be promoted, but was promoted anyway.
From there, one wondered aloud what it would have been like
if he hadn’t “knocked up” his wife and he could have retired with pension. The
other had a funny story about how he got to Hawaii on Oahu and instead of going to Kaneohe as his orders instructed him, he went to
Waikiki and had
fun until his money ran out. Having nowhere else to go, he reported to the base
where they put him in the brig. Somebody was finally able to get him out of
trouble, but he was put into a reconnaissance unit against his wishes.
As I sat and listened intently, I pretended to be interested in sprinkling salt and pepper on the yellow mass of egg-looking material.
I could have piped up and said I was in the Army for four years. I could have told them I was also stationed in Hawaii - but it’s important to keep your mouth shut in these situations. Otherwise you snap them out of their moment in time, which in this case is forty-some years ago. The next thing you know, they might drift to talking about the price of gas and milk or the construction over at Race and Glenway. No. It’s best to stay out of it as they carry on about a different time as if nobody else is around. I love this.
Ever have this experience? What have you heard?
- Jim Allen
(Photo from www.utterz.com)
Do you know how old people eat rice? Do you care how old people eat rice? Will it piss you off to watch a young girl making fun of old people who eat rice? Will it get your blood boiling or will you want to go get your own rice?
Regardless, check out the video down below.
- Tom Anus
(Photo from Jupiter
Images)
No, this probably won't be very interesting to you, but production on the LOL Blog (I can hear you laughing on that "production" word) starts on the weekend and, while you're reading this on Sunday, this thing was really written on Friday.
What I’m trying to get at is due to circumstances beyond my control we’re not going to be able to do any kind of production work this weekend. I also have another assignment I’m already behind on. I’m scattered, people!
Come Monday morning, more than likely you won’t find a new post and you might not that afternoon either. The old LOL Blog is gonna be hit and miss this week.
Will absence make the heart grow fonder? When you wake up on Monday morning and don’t see a new post written, will your day be the same? Won’t you miss sending us comments about how much you hate this blog?
We’ll get back to normal sooner or later – and hey, if you have an idea for a post or even want to write one, send it to me at lgross@citybeat.com.
Enjoy your Friday…….I mean Sunday.
- Larry Gross
(Graphic from www.communicationcurrents.com)
