Roundup of Ridiculous, v 16.2

The very word 'ridiculous' often makes me laugh. Here's why. When Hayley was, oh, a year and a half old, maybe two - just a tiny little thing - she was prone to occasional tantrums just like any toddler. Maybe because I'd fed her a steady diet of words since she was in utero, or maybe by serendipity, she was always a little more articulate than you'd expect. One such day, she was throwing a fit about something, and I commanded her in my most stern Mommy voice "You go to time out, right now!" while pointing to her 'time out' stool in the corner. She screamed back at me with balled-up fists, "No! That's ree-dickelous!"

Anyhow, it seems like nearly every day I see something I have to take a picture of, or something I have to cut and paste, or somewhere, some sign of idiocy. Vis, the following examples:

If you didn't commit such butchery of my language, perhaps I'd leave you a tip.  Happy you day too.

Go, Fighting Jesus! What kind of mascot is a Jesu??

Now I admit, you can't really see so clearly from this picture - but both the driver and his passenger are wearing oxygen, and there were smoke plumes curling upward from twin cigarettes in the ashtray.  

Job security, baby.

Whatever works, sir.

In fairness, I have to point the finger of ridiculous at myself too. 

I dunno, I think I was playing dressup with the kids.  Pretty, huh??

Luxury living, indeed.

This example, from home.  This is what the architects I call my family will do instead of just taking out the damn garbage.  Really, guys?

It just seemed funny to see so many jesus stickers on such a big penis-envy truck.

C'mon, people.  In Walgreens, for cryin' out loud??

Meanwhile, in the barrio, the Vialpando family proclaims its strength.  And class.

Is this what happens when a husband gets fed up with his wife's whining for a new car and a vanity plate?

I don't get it.

Apologies for the sideways pic - but what the hell is the world coming to when somebody's apartment burns down and the two things they save are a laptop and a playstation??  Good grief, Charlie Brown.

That's it for this installment...  More soon, I'm sure.