Welcome to Malarky Monday!
If you haven't been here, done that and bought the t-shirt
we take the first day of the week to see if we can get you to one simple thing:
Smile!
It's silly but we are having a hell of a time doing it.
This is our 'Silver Anniversary' week.
25 posts!
Be sure to visit my fellows in hijinx from the land of Oz after your brief visit here.

*Moe
*Morky
*Dilligaf

Thought I would bring back my little kitty friend from several weeks ago.
This time he's had a bit too much catnip.
Seems he really likes the stuff.

And never, EVER, trust a kangaroo.
the sneaky, bloody bastards . . . 

Don't leave home without these . . .
(wtf?)
Makes anything into a sandwich, huh?
Too bad they don't have pumpernickel . . .

Last but not least . . .
Have you been to the movies lately?
Mmmm . . .  yeah, I thought so.

Happy Malarky Monday folks!
Be sure to visit my whacky friends!

Now and then it's time for something 'Dali'
This caught my eye.
An amazing artist.
Deeper than the oceans . . .
Be sure to check out Virtual Dali

pax

Monday rolls around way too quick these days.
Where did the week go?
Poof.
That's where.
Welcome to Malarky Monday!
This is the day of the week that a group of us (teh blogocracy) tries
to get you to giggle, spit, put a smile on your face or all three.
After reading my post, please visit my fellow cohorts for more Monday Mayhem.
This is 'crazy shit' week for me.
A potpourri of oddness and funky humor.
Sorry in advance about the f-bombs

There is nothing funnier than a cat wearing red sox.
Oh, wait a minute.
There is . . .

This is pretty much self explanatory but funny nonetheless.
Illegal downloading is a problem these days.
Still trying to download an English Bull Terrier . . .

Is this cat's name Rocky?

And in closing a footnote to our wonderful government
(currently buried in 2ft of snow. cool, huh?)
((screw 'em, they deserve it))

Now please visit my MM blogging buds!

Moe
Morky
Dilligaf

Welcome to Malarky Monday!
This is the one day of the week that 'teh Blogocracy' tries to get you to smile and laugh
your way to work.
We are always looking for a few more crazy bloggers that think they have what it takes
to do one zany post a week.
Do you have what it takes?
Send me an email if you're interested.
More traffic, more fun, more laughs.
This week I had to post something I found years ago on the net.
I laughed myself silly reading this.
It's a review of a very old frozen TV dinner that doesn't turn out too well.
It's gross and disgusting and funny as all hell.
I did NOT write this and give total attribution to Mobius.

The Mexican TV Dinner from Hell!

"Being the poor, jobless, and hungry sap that I am,
I will often resort to eating things that I otherwise would not want to be eating.
Still, there is a point where I draw the line, and on this night, that point was most definitely reached.
It was 12pm and I was hungry.
After scouring the cupboards I found a package of Lipton fettuccini alfredo, but to my dismay we were out of milk, which was needed to make it. So I grabbed this TV dinner out of the back of the freezer.
I cooked it exactly as specified by the back of the box,
but still, this so-called dinner fell far short of my standards for an edible meal.
The first indication that this meal was to be a catastrophe was the fact that it was 98% fat free
(and by my guess, 98% not food)"
[how very right you are.]

"As you can see here, the finished product looked nothing like the well painted plastic food on the cover of the box.
The food is pushed around and cut up a bit from my initial attempt to consume the foul looking concoction.
After careful inspection though, I deemed the food to be unsafe for consumption."
[Unsafe? There's an understatement if ever I heard one.]

"The beans were the first item that I inspected.
Now, It is my understanding that refried beans are not supposed to be crunchy or brittle.
I don't know what Don Miguel is trying to pull here,
but these are obviously not refried beans like the ones on the cover of the box.
The directions said to stir the beans, but these did not stir; they crumbled."
[the beans look like Pepperidge Farm turkey stuffing!]

"The Spanish rice was probably the closest thing to food in the meal, but like the beans, it was totally dried out.
It was all clumped together as well. In fact, it was more of a rice cake than just plain rice.
Another thing I noticed was the fact that the rice on the box had diced peppers in it,
but there were none in my rice that I could find."
[Maybe you could use the rice cluster as a pendant?]

"The main entree was by far the scariest part of the dinner tray.
The so-called chicken enchiladas contained little if any chicken,
and were primarily filled with a strange mucous-like substance, which I was unable to identify.
The corn tortilla it was wrapped in was soggy on the bottom and crunchy on the top.
The cheese and sauce had mostly boiled into a hard mass around the edge of the container."
[Anatomy & Physiology 1 here I come!]

"And just what the fuck is this supposed to be?"
[No comment. Uhh, a nasty snail?]

"I certainly wasn't going to eat this crap, but still, I couldn't let it go to waste could I?
After all, there are plenty of starving children in Zimbabwe that would kill for a feast like this.
So, I did the next best thing to shipping it off to some third world country--- I fed it to my dog."
[Lucky doggie!]

"Now that's one happy pooch!"
[not so fast Mobius!]

Happy Malarky Monday folks!
Please visit 'teh Blogocracy' and make your Malarky Monday complete!

Moe (awesome!)
Morky (filthy and awesome!)
Dilligaf (filthy, awesome and always bloody outrageous!)

Malarky Monday seems to be coming around quicker and quicker these days.
This is the one day that 'Teh Blogocracy'
gets together and tries to make you giggle and spit.
We've had some real doozies so far so if you've yet to jump on the Malarky Monday bandwagon, what the
hell are you waiting for?
It's a friggin' hoot!
Bookmark us and come back every Monday for some seriously demented fun.
For me, this Monday's hijinx is all about the animals and pets.
They make our lives wonderful in so damn many ways.
All they ask in return is that we feed them now and again.
Here's to whacky world of our beloved animals . . .

Good doggie . . .
(now that's a trick to teach a dog!)

Bad doggie . . .
(when life gives you lemons, plant a flower and go on a canine diet!  Jesus Krispies!)

Good cat.
(Will somebody please give this totally awesome fatcat a can of  beer and a cigar?)
((I Love this cat! He's a furry-beer-bellied feline version of me!!!!!))

Bad LOL Cats . . . 
(could be Mafia-related)
((These guys mean business))

Move on and visit 'Teh Blogocracy'
The Godfather says so!

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Moe

Morky

Dilligaf

A dear friend has asked that I please reply to my recent comments.
I looked and realized that the last comment I replied to was from Lynn on January, 3 of this year.
God, I've been terrible.
Can you folks ever forgive me?
I am going to answer each and every comment starting tonight.
I just won't finish tonight, sorry to say.
I am happy that people visit and comment but lately life has had a stranglehold on me.
I do apologize.
If you have been kind enough to leave me a thought or three, check back.
All comments will be answered by this weeks end.
Promise.
I thank all of you for taking the time to send me your thoughts.
Know that every comment has been read by me.
Now for the replies . . .

[ps, the picture has nothing to do with the post, I just thought it was funny (and true)]

This is some awesome video with stuff blowing up.
Nothing like getting right to the point, eh?
It's a guy thing so don't ask me to explain it.
And I know, this has 'cheat post' written all over it.
You gotta admit, I keep it cool.
Click on the full screen and put on headphones for an Avatar-like experience.
Kinda.
Knuckles all around, boys . . .
Blow it up!

Once again it is Malarky Monday and a chance to make you laugh and giggle.
If you don't smile once, I will refund your visit (although I'm not sure how)
For those of you following me on Facebook, click the links below! (and visit my mentally unstable fellows!)
This week is a collage of pics (some I edited) that I simply loved and made me laugh.
First up:

Poor Little Keeton
kitty loves Borat . . .

Way Too Much MSG . . .
Scorpion Bowls, too

Ever heard the phrase,
"I've never gone to bed with an ugly woman but I've woken up with a few"?
Screw the condoms, remember to bring your Postit notes.
At least you'll remember her name in the morning.
(approx weight. opt)

Last but not least, some software that never quite made it to the market.
Or MY computer . . .

Please visit my fellow COHORTS!
More laughs, more fun, more hijinx, more Malarky Monday!
Hooroo! (buh-bye Australian-style)

Moe
Morky
Dilligaf

I was in a restaurant yesterday when I suddenly realized
I desperately needed to pass a nasty butt mutt.
The music was really, really loud, so I timed my anal acoustics with the beat of the music.
After a couple of songs, I started to feel better.
My case of nasty swamp ass had thankfully resided.
I finished my coffee, and noticed that everybody was staring at me.
Then I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my iPod.
Damn you, Apple . . .

I thought I was going to put up a Facebook page and go anonymous but I was wrong.
It didn't work out that way at all.
In the past 24 hours, I've changed my name three times and received over 60
emails regarding changes in my status.
I've also managed to piss off someone already and have been told to, "Go fry ice."
In a nice way, of course.
That must be the Facebook way or something.
Jesus Krispies, some people really take their FB seriously.
I am getting a kick out of the people I've already run across though.
It's like old home week.
My daughter Sarah has 'friended' me but I'm currently experiencing the heartache of being 'blocked' for the first time.
Ouch that hurts, SG. (cue the violins, please)
Who knows, Pamela may have her own Facebook page before the end of the day.
I'll tell her, "It's just like Twitter. Except different. Kinda."
She'll shake her head and say, "Whatever."
That means, "Go ahead. Sign me up. Even though I won't know what the hell I'm doing."
I'll tell her, "Hey, that's what we have the kids for."
For now maybe we'll wait on a Facebook page for rumswizzle.
She's just started getting good at Twitter.
Click on the picture above for a gander at my profile page.