Concise .......

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Friday Femme Fatale Farrago...... Check Your Mints....

 

 

 

"Florida Woman" drowns dog in airport commode

I wonder if it ever crossed her mind just to let it loose in the bathroom. A cute dog like that wouldn't have been without a human very long and any fate would have been better than the one the dog received. Based on the investigation, police say a warrant was issued  for Alison Agatha Lawrence who apparently drowned her dog in an Orlando airport toilet because she lacked the proper paperwork to take the dog on her flight. Some people's kids, I swear. Story

A couple of weeks ago there was a story out of Birmingham where a group of four men threw a live Australian Shepheard inside a garbage bag into a trash dumpster. Someone saw this happen and retrieved the dog. It found a new home almost immediately and is "living happily ever after". In the following weeks, the local media ran that story into the ground, (literally 24/7 as a filler) while barely mentioning several "Amish" shootings and homicides...just saying.

The Left and Liberal Politicians

  

  Each day it seems like they are paid assets to destroy America.

Imagine hating a car company that was once the golden child of the green movement.

Imagine seeing said car and feeling enough hatred to destroy or damage it.

For what?

Because the owner of the company is trying to shut down government overspending?

It's mental illness, and they all appear to be infected.

( as seen on twitter )

Remembering Kenneth Pluhar Jr.

 

Kenneth Joseph Pluhar Jr.
1961 - 2023

Kenneth Pluhar Jr. Obituary

Published by Legacy Remembers on Mar. 10, 2023.

Kenne died in ICU at St Anthony’s after losing a battle with sepsis - at the age of 62, after 50 years of crap-starting with everyone and everything he could find to fight in Alton, IL, this hard as nails, redneck, SOB finally found something meaner and more stubborn than himself. Like any good card-carrying, ray ban wearing, camo coverall lovin’ redneck, Kenne had 3 true loves: hunting, fishing, and drinking. He liked “both kinds of music - country AND western”. Like every sad cowboy song, he couldn’t stay married, but that didn’t keep him from trying. Again. And again. He had a total of 4 legal marriages (and divorces) and one common law marriage under his belt - that we know of. His first marriage, to Tara (Gomez) Berry, produced his one and only child (again, that we know of), Halliea Milner, of whom he was extremely proud, mostly because she is almost as big of a pain in the ass as he was, and she kept the pain-in-the-ass line going by giving him his only grandchild, Sidnee Milner. He was preceded in death by his mother, Connie Mckinnon Donnelson, who, til the day he died, he called “his mommy” - proof positive that even the biggest assholes (jerks) have a soft side, you just may have to dig deeper to find it. His father, Kenneth Joseph Pluhar, Sr, is still around, though, and was sure to teach Kenne the best ways to be emotionally unavailable and yet overly sensitive, all rolled into one. It’s a strong family trait passed down generation to generation. Sharing in the Pluhar family heritage are Kenne’s siblings - all of whom managed to out live him, which is no surprise seeing as he was equal parts dare devil and lush - I mean, seriously, he probably invented the phrase - “Hey, y’all, watch this”. From first to last, they all loved him til the end, which is a miracle seeing as he took the idea of being “hard to love” as a personal challenge: Diane Meyers, Eddie Pluhar, Amy Eernisse, Susie Bizaiillion, and step sister Claire Weygandt who was fortunate enough to grow up completely separately, so she is likely messed up in other, non-Pluhar ways. He is also survived by a plethora of nieces and nephews that he terrorized and traumatized in countless and original manners - truly, it was survivorship when it came to Uncle Kenne.
Originally from Oakridge, TN Kenne had a green thumb, was outdoorsy and was a skilled carpenter - this meant that he was great at growing his own weed and was champion of “hide and seek for $2k a week” when he worked for the union. He actually was a halfway decent carpenter - people bragged about his “craftsmanship” - if you could convince him to show up and work, which most people weren't capable of accomplishing. Kenne spent an inordinate amount of the last 5 decades on his buddy’s farm, and if you didn’t pay close attention you may have missed the fact that his non-sexual-life-partner AKA best friend AKA Mike Norris actually owned the farm, not Kenne. He didn’t allow details like that to get in the way of a good story, like that time he actually saved someone’s life by being prepared for the end of times and commie attacks. Kenne was good at just about anything he tried to be good at and was wicked smart - but that didn’t stop him from trying his best to do absolutely nothing except drink, smoke, and listen to music.
We will be celebrating his life the good old fashioned Kenne way - with a party at the Woodriver Moose 730 Wesley Drive, Woodriver, IL. Friday, March 24. Doors open at 5:30, there will be food & beer that you don’t have to pay for (Kenne’s favorite) at 6:00 and people will start talking crap about Kenne and his life around 7. Although there will be music and mayhem, don’t plan to stay too long; we are going to kick you out at 10pm. Save your money - please don’t send anything (flowers, donations, etc); take a trip to the Dollar Store in Kenne’s honor instead.

From World's Fastest Ocean Liner To World's Largest Artificial Reef

                                                          The Tugboat Trip of a Lifetime   

It is a long journey from buying a dilapidated tugboat and spending ten months getting it seaworthy to owning a trustworthy fleet that is sought after for difficult tows.

That is the life journey taken by Mike Vinik of Keyport, N.J. His present fleet of tugboats couldn't be more different than that first derelict tug. Read the entire story HERE.

Happy St. Patrick's All!!