What you think does matter

Let me share some friendly advice: How private is your Bathroom? How private is your bathroom? Family advice think twice. I remember when I was a kid my older sister played a horrible mean joke on me. When I was a child [ wow I sound old ] I had this fear of someone walking into the bathroom when I was using it - you know …. #2.… The whole idea was dreadful to me. I didn’t even use the bathroom when I was in school because people - you know - they can hear you. For crying out loud, people sit in the stall next to you. But one day I am nervously using the bathroom [ don’t forget I was a child, I believe about 7 or 8 ] and my older sister decided to burst into the bathroom with two of the next door kids, just for kicks, you know - torture and embarrass your little brother. Possibly scar him emotionally for life, no biggie - all in fun. So lets just say it took me for ever to get over that one. So why do I bring it up? Because today I was at work and my office is in this small cross hal

Yes, that's right! I thought it and I made a cartoon about it. But it's not what you think... Get my explination below. I love the AMC T.V. show “The Walking Dead” and my wife has always been a fan of Zombie movies. As we watched “The Walking Dead” the question came up - “Would you be able to kill me if I turned into a Zombie?“ So it sounds cruel that I would think that if the world went to pot and we lived in an Apocalyptic end of the world event where Zombies roamed the earth.... “That I would kill my wife“. Let me explain: The reason I thought this, and trust me - she asked and I did think it. But, my reasoning is this: In every Zombie movie you have these characters that end up bringing death to the rest of the group because they just do not listen or think. You know, the Zombies are out there so lets walk around without any concern, leave doors open or worst - do something stupid like attract the killer Zombies to us when they were just told to shut up and stay s

A man was in his front yard mowing grass when his pretty blonde neighbor came out of the house and went straight to the mailbox. She opened it then slammed it shut and stormed back into the house. A little later she came out of her house again, went to the mailbox, again opened it, and again slammed it shut. Angrily, back into the house she went.... As the man was getting ready to edge the lawn, here she came out again, marched to the mail box, opened it and then slammed it shut harder than ever.... Puzzled by her actions the man asked her, “Is something wrong?” To which she replied, “There certainly is! My stupid computer keeps saying, ‘YOU’VE GOT MAIL’.”