Showing posts with label jail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jail. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Twitter, Jail, Linda Carter, Old People And Alf.




Here are some recent Tweets of mine that are special. My Tweet name is @DrZibbs if you want to follow me. You're seriously missing ALL the fun if you're not following me...Dr Zibbs..on Twitter. It's like a party in your mouth!

loves seeing kids w braces that can't shut their mouths. wish i had a remote control fly

I need to find a grim reaper outfit that isn't so hot. Whenever I put it on to scare old people in heat waves, I just get all sweaty

Psst guard,I know it's almost lunch but I had my heart set on Eggs Benedict. Would you mind telling the chef to keep the Bearnaise warm? (THIS IS FROM WHEN I WAS IN JAIL LAST WEEK)

Someones writing on the jail wall. There's no WAY I'm going to take the wrap for this. (GUARD! GUARD! - this guy's writing on the wall) (THIS IS FROM WHEN I WAS IN JAIL LAST WEEK)

Tip 4 super heroes:When too tired for proper landing (after burrito meal) - simply hold the back of your cape and use as parachute

nickelback sounds like the crappy band you see when sitcom characters go to a bar

just tried to do an imitation of Christopher walken and remembered that i can do the dad from alf

what about those people that brag about their bingo skills? never met one but i bet they're out there

If I were a vet I'd have "the convenient guinea pig drop off slot". Do you know where the slot would lead? Yup.To a trash can.

Can't believe Ruth Buzzi + Linda Carter both born today. Do you think there's any way they could be twins? (looks at pic again). Nevermind.

I'm challenging myself to sneak up on some old people today and break into my Axel Rose dance

you know why people never ask if anyone has any cute stories about their cats? because nobody gives a shit. remember this.

had a dream last night that i woke up and was growing the start of a rooster tail.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Collectible Dollar Bill From Chester County May Be Headed for Smithsonian.



OK this is really weird. Last week, in another shameless attempt to promote my blog, I wrote,

Google this: THAT BLUE YAK

on three or four dollar bills. I mean...uh....I didn't do it because it's against the law - I saw someone else do it. Yeah that's what happened...

So anyways, my sister calls me this weekend and said her son (my nephew) received a tip at the Country Club he works at, saw the command to Google THAT BLUE YAK, saw the post I wrote about the Downingtown Farmer's Market and realized it was my blog because he's heard the story before.

What are the odds of that happening?

And to my nephew: STOP READING MY BLOG.

And to everyone else, let me know if you can write this phrase on a few bills this morning. Also, is it REALLY illegal to deface money? Has there ever been a case of someone being prosecuted? My one minute Google search is very unclear on this. Maybe one of my readers that has nothing important to do can find this out for me. (That's right, turn off The View and get to work!)

And if you do see a bill labeled this way, please do not try to sell it to the Smithsonian, or a collector or frame it. I'd really like to keep them in circulation as long as possible.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Canary In A Coal Mine Cage Spotted Near Lancaster

Everyone knows that miners would put a canary in a coal mine to make sure the mine was safe...well..some people don't but most do. I took this picture a while back at an antique store near Lancaster, PA. It's an actual jail cell that was used to hold the canary. It's hard to tell from the picture but there's a little seat in the cage as well as a water dish.

I was by myself when I saw this cage but if a friend* had been with me I would have asked the antique store person if the cage came with a miniature harmonica or a shiv. The antique store guy would have said, "Of course not." I would have then said, "Well do you know what buddy? You just lost yourself a God damned sale!" Then I would have stormed out like an antique store prima donna.


*The only reason I'd want a friend there is because if the situation got out of control and the fuzz came, I'd have the friend pretend he was a stranger and say that the antique store guy was at fault. I'd then say that I'd forget the whole situation if he gave me the canary jail.