If you've ever experienced one of those links that take you to a video, that then strings you along for ten minutes without telling you the information you were waiting for. We should all line up the people responsible for waisting our time and have a turn punching them in the throat.
I'm an author and artist who just can't get enough of the zombie apocalypse. If you love zombies, this blog is for you. I also write jokes. You may notice one or two of them on the blog.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Friday, February 26, 2016
Ward's Words #694
I love when the snow melts away revealing the hidden jewels left behind by my dogs excrement. It's a veritable poop fiesta maybe we could make a holiday out of it. All Scoopers Day.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Ward's Words #692
Satellites, radar, instant communication, and yet the weather forecasters still can't figure out an accurate prediction until it's happening. Maybe we should take the prefix fore out of their names. Fore meaning before. And change it to present. They could be present casters.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Ward's Words #690
Wiping your bum is such a guessing game. Did ya get it all? Was my finger poking through? That's why the good people at Ward's Words invented the rear view mirror.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
Saturday, February 20, 2016
Ward's Words #687
I remember my mom setting up play dates for me with the Dahmer family just down the street. All I remember is that he was really bitey.
Friday, February 19, 2016
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Ward's Words #682
Ok, I guess having a semi-dry basement doesn’t mean I have a Bed-&-Breakfast. “Get back down there! The Pop Tarts are almost done!!!”
Monday, February 15, 2016
Ward's Words #681
Remember, your homes curb appeal is only good when you try to sell it. In order to better protect your house from thieves the fine people at Ward's Words have developed a new product called curb repel. It is made from recycled corrugated cardboard and will give any home the look of a large refrigerator box.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Ward's Words #679
I don't understand it. Charlie Brown was so infatuated with the little red haired girl but yet he never knew her name. Charlie Brown's one crappy stalker.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Ward's Woods #676
I always start flossing a few days before I visit the dentist. It’s a freaking bloodbath, but I think I have him fooled.
Friday, February 12, 2016
Ward's Words #675
If I told you about people playing hurt, maybe lacking teeth or bearing various scars from stitches, you’d think I was talking about a hockey game. Alas, no, I’m referring to the last time I played bingo. Sure, it was an old-folks home but those seniors can get pretty feisty.
Thursday, February 11, 2016
Ward's Words #672
I had my mouth swabbed for a DNA test. They found that I was German, French, Irish, and meatloaf. Maybe I should’ve brushed my teeth before the swabbing happened.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Ward's Words #671
With those hipster beards all the rage, I feel bad for the guys who have trouble growing even just a few chin hairs. Addressing this inequity, The fine people at Ward’s Words have created “The Neard.” Nearly a beard, The Neard is a toupee for the chin that looks really great unless you get to near. Don’t be a nerd, wear a Neard.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Ward's Words #669
When I was a child, I remember the day my father abdicated the throne for me. I really had to go and it was number two…
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Ward's Words #667
At the college I attended, the science facility had a clean room. You’d think they’d fire their custodians. One freak ‘en clean room.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Ward's Words #664
Why is Superman's heat vision red. He is weakened by Kryptonite which is green but emits the red rays from his home worlds sun. He gains his strength from our yellow sun which emits a white light. Did DC comics just like throwing colors in there just to confuse us?
Monday, February 1, 2016
Ward's Words #663
I should've never moved near a rifle range. Every time they start shooting I think it's the beginning of the zombie apocalypse and take steps to ensure my safety. Let's just say my neighbors are really glad I'm a terrible shot.
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