I am going to throw up. Last year it was fashionable to call half dead old fat coots “venerable’, Tommy Witherspoon and others overused this more than I could stand. We all get it, it’s like when you get a wedding invitation for the “Renewal of the Vows” for some aging couple, it means someone’s … Continue reading →

I am getting messages asking me who the hell “Holly” is and I will have the big Holly reveal soon, but not until our TFNB adventurers come home and their friends have at least three days to ask them all, “Who’s Holly”. I actually hope Holly is there when they get off the plane but … Continue reading →

Yep, it’s the same guy who wanted a dunking booth at a Suicide Prevention Rally in McGregor, was DA back then, Johnny Ash was well known and Lillie Hefele was murdered in 1980 when “Phil” was DA. Who was the powerful District Attorney in 1980 when Lillie Hefele died? Well, there’s a story there, see … Continue reading →

In West, his landlord, you know it, one Johnny Ash. It was so nice of Lillie Hefele to die and leave 350K for Johnny’s start up years ago. Continue reading →

  Splitsville? Abel and Halston in happier days. Continue reading →

It starts in New York and branches of vengeful goats are popping up everywhere. New York City and Central Park was just the beginning as goats everywhere are sick and tired of being abused and shot just for fun. There seems to be NO JUSTICE FOR GOATS, New York is just the first, everyone suspects … Continue reading →

David Littlewood, poser MIB, scouring the lobby for Holly. He knows Holly and hopes you don’t. Ask him. Continue reading →

Welcome to stem cells, these are dead cells not alive. Is this a real skin cream being brought to you by BIG RED BOTTLING or just for Johnnie Sharp, maybe they’re just telling her that these injections will keep her young forever so she can keep handing over check after check after check after check………. … Continue reading →

Wonder if any of these people have the nerve to just ask David Littlewood if he killed those pet goats? Hard to do when Littlewood’s reputation is that of being a wild and very bad drunk. Perhaps this is the Last Supper where Dave and his Calf Implants sits at the HEAD of the table … Continue reading →

In a nutshell, the Gaines stopped doing business with your bank for life and hacked off David Littlewood, big time, David, it seems fancies himself a deputy and a member of the Par’s posse, gunned up, in other words, and with a penchant for getting drunk as a skunk at Ridgewood where he exhibits a … Continue reading →