DANCING WITH THE BUTT NAKEDS

Shit. It's snowing outside. Here's the view from the cab of the truck as I headed over Big Valley Mountain this afternoon a little after five.

Mother Nature? It's time for some warm weather!

Scientists? What's all this crap about global warming?! If the weather in the Valley is any indication, you're full of it! Turn in your white lab coat and take a hike!!!
This is like April 23rd. Snow in California? Who would have thunked it?

It snowed on September 30th, the day I took this job. And it's still snowing.
I've been thinking. You know the TV show, Dancing with the Stars. I've never watched it but what happens on the program is always in the news.

People must be tired of just seeing Dancing with the Stars. If I were a TV producer I'd do a Dancing with the Butt Nakeds.

We would give prizes. Heck, best dancer is a no brainer so there would be no prize for that.

The Butt Naked Dancing prizes would be for things like:

Chicks who pass the pencil test. And if you have to ask what that is you'd better have your IQ checked. You're not gifted.

The hot crossed buns prize. Do I have to spell that one out for you?

Then there would be the special prize for weird things that someone could do with their buns.

The swinging you know what prize. And if you ask what's swinging you're really not gifted.

On Dancing with the Butt Nakeds there would deduction of points for flatulence. No farting. Can't do that on TV. It's okay to dance butt naked on TV but any orifice that farts on camera is definitely out. And if you have to asked about orifices you're really, really not gifted.


Great ideas but I'm thinking, where do I come up with stuff like this? And at my age?!

Must be cabin fever or too much snow on the brain affliction.

And by the way, you do not have to be gifted to read What About Bob. You just have to understand what Stupid is as Stupid Does means.