The King says, I need to be amused!

Like Government Motors, the Post Office is at its heart a pension and employee benefits plan which occasionally performs a useful service. All while reliably delivering votes for Democrats of course.

Sometimes I don’t need any more from an article then the right line.

Or Joke…

Baby’s First Doctor Visit

A woman and a baby were in the doctor’s examining room, waiting for the doctor to come in for the baby’s first exam. The doctor arrived, and examined the baby, checked his weight, and being a little concerned, asked if the baby was breast-fed or bottle-fed.

‘Breast-fed, ‘ she replied..

‘Well, strip down to your waist,’ the doctor ordered.

She did. He pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both breasts for a while in a very professional and detailed examination.

Motioning to her to get dressed, the doctor said, ‘ No wonder this baby is underweight. You don’t have any milk. ‘

‘I know,’ she said, ‘I’m his Grandma,
But I’m glad I came.’

(My mother, aged 84, loved this one and asked me to print it out for her club)

About On the North River

Forty years toiled in the Tel-com industry, married for 36 years widowed at sixty-one. New girlfriend at sixty-five. Was a Tea Party supporter. Today a follower of the Last American President to be honestly elected, Donald J. Trump.
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2 Responses to The King says, I need to be amused!

  1. Jim says:

    I enjoyed the Jimmy Buffett cartoon, and of course, the cartoon with the Marine ordering coffee.


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