Uncle Donnie's Views from Under the Bus

Hi. I'm Uncle Donnie. My family throws me under the bus regularly. I've decided to prove them all right.

These are my views, opinions and dogma. They don't represent the views of anyone but me. Whaddya gonna do? Leave the gun, take the cannoli. Lean back, drink some chianti, and enjoy my views from under the bus.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Mischief In Manhattan

Hows everybody doin?
Just blew in from Montana. Hey, did you ever think how many states start with somebodies
name, like Al aska, or Cal ifornia, Ida ho, and Georgia, you know what I mean? Does'nt
work with Montana, whattayagonnado?
My neice, Schmooglie, the litte sh--, Peirson just graduated from high school...did you
ever ask why they call it high school? High School, I'm not sayin, I'm just sayin it sounds a little counter-culture like. If you get my meaning. It's like jr. high school
should be called small school right, and there you have it, the kids are gettin high and
gettin small all at the same time, at school, Mama Mia, I'm thinkin we have a problem.
We was real proud of Schmooglie(like when fat Clemenza tells Mike Corleone....."we was
real proud of you Mike, you bein a war hero and all")for all her accomplishments,
including those cinnamon rolls.....Marone!
First time in thirty-eight yrs. of marriage that me and Betty went somewhere on Memorial
Day weekend, and it hadda be beautiful downtown Manhattan, Montana.
And the after graduation party....fuggetaboudit!
Uncle D. thought he was in Belfast, what with all those car-bombs, you know what I mean?
Thanks citizens of Manhattan, we hadda ball!
Uncle D

No comments:

Post a Comment