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You can have my bong when you take it out of my cold dead hands.
Or, The NEW Beverly Hillbillies remake will be more of a reboot, than a retelling. Jed won’t be finding sticky oil, this time, but sticky-icky.
On the next Intervention, the family steps in to stop Granny’s pimpin’ style.
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But this is for medicinal purposes. How else do you expect for me to put up with all those damn kids.
MINE, MINE, MINE, go get your owne!!
Grandma’s total health plan.
Celebrating her 35th birthday!
Grandma got run over by a reindeer.
Walking home from our house Christmas eve.
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa,
But as for me and grandpa we believe.
She’d been drinking too much eggnog,
And we begged her not to go.
But she forgot her medication, and she
Staggered out the door into the snow.
When we found her Christmas morning,
At the scene of the attack,
She had hoof-prints on her forehead,
And incriminating Claus marks on her back.
Grandma Bush with a $6000 bottle of whiskey.
Twas the night before Christmas….
Its Mine Mine Mine I tell You! Anyone got a light?
“You want to know how I lived to be 100?”
Mr. Fusion in Montreal, when not arguing with wingnuts on Dvorak Uncensored.
She would be a great frat house Mother!
This photo is out of context. She was just passing the bong to George and the whisky to Jeb.
Man made alchohol and God made marijuana. Who do YOU trust?
the republican health plan goes into full operation
Opening sceen to Granies Gone Wild Christmas Edition
After decades of methodical experimentation, Grandma Ginny finally found the perfect bong water: Weston Falls Kentucky Bourbon.
“This is a trick we learned during the dust bowl. Fill the Bong with whisky to save water.”
This IS my retirement plan!
That’s Ted Kennedy last Christmas.
This better than my birthday!
Well that is one way to get a ride on Santa’s slay. Be prepared he may want a TOKE to relax, or a SNORT to keep warm. Christmas in July!!!!!
You don’t have to be a Boy Scout to be prepared.
A feller back in ought-five (nineteen, that is) said, “Three beers and I’ll jump in the sack with anyone”, so here you go sweetie, start with these.
Share?! FU!!!
Granny always said she loved Wild Turkey best, but imagine our surprise when we learned she wasn’t talking whiskey.
Barbara Bush gets a strange gift from Clinton and Obama…
Michael Phelps GrandMaMa
why it’s Andy Rooney!
“My Precious…”
After defeating the Wingnuts at Dvorak Uncensored, Mr. Fusion often celebrates– reliving memories of prison sex in Ontario lockup.
You’ll have to pry these from my cold dead hands, Sonny.
Mrs Dvorak what is your son working on these days?
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“I don’t care if Soylent Green IS people! They’re giving me a Helluva send-off! Now when is Fabio coming to smother me with his butt?”
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I had to give up sex and this is what I have left to live for.
“This bong water tastes like Chivas!”
Jeffery, you don’t get these back until you clean your room! You damn bum!
MINE!
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In this photo we see the newly pregnant Barbara Bush with her son George W.
it’s my old boss andy grove. and yes only the paranoid do survive…..
The last surviving zombie dancer from Michael Jackson’s Thriller video toasts the late performer’s memory. “We all made a pact that the last zombie dancer alive would toast the memory of us all, by name, with a separate drink, from this special cup, jesus, this is going to kill me”.
Meanwhile, sales of the “Big A** Racoon” sweater rose to #3 on Amazon.com
“And if you give me…
Weed, whites and wine.
And you show me a sign,
Then I’ll be willin’…”
R.I.P. Lowell
“I guess that over the years I’ve spent a lot of money on dope and bourbon, the rest was just squandered”.
Apologies to George Best for the misquote
“If I can blow across the top of this here pipe thingy, it’ll be wine, wimin, and song. Here Alphie, blow me”
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“If I could just get Alphie One to tickle the inside of my belly button I’ll be in heaven. Too bad size matters.”
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“Hey, Republican style Medicare not only sounds great, I got a tax cut too.”
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“No Alphie, just because I got this doesn’t mean you can wear my underwear. You know your effen fat ass will rip it to shreds!”
Now that’s one happy Granny!
# 31 threeCents FTW!
It’s Christmas morning and Mrs. Claus knows just what Santa needs after working late, hopped up on a billion cookies and untold gallons of eggnog — a bong, a belt of booze and after a year of being too busy, a place to plant the North Pole. Yeah, baby!
“Thank you! I don’t miss Grandpa any more.”
Did you notice my Racoon?
Grandma is prepared for a long trip.
Ass, gas or grass, nobody rides for free.
Ya, I got all the vaccines I need right Hea!
yep..90 proof, and me magic lamp..goin places
A sensible alternative to golf… but way more fun…
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