…But it Often Rhymes

And let us not forget, folks, this isn’t even the first time Montoni’s has cucked Cranky out of a Margo Lanes bowling trophy in December!

Ten Years Ago…(Or Twenty…Time Bubble Rules are Still in Effect)

“I like to bowl there because of the reference to nearly dead pop culture characters from 90 year old radio dramas!”
A reminder of the time Jess has frozen Montoni’s pizza shipped to LA.
“So glad, otherwise I could have just handed that team the trophy and gone home early… soo happy…”
Gonna be safe roads in Ohio tonight, with both a school bus and a pizza van slip sliding their way through the dark!
As you know…
Why is Bull here? He was (shockingly) never a Montoni’s employee.
Whadda you mean, Tom? Don’t you want to over-explain the joke and ruin it?
This must have been pre-intervention Funky.
Anyone know any bowling rules?
I’ve never painted daisies on a big pink bowling ball…
That trophy looks familiar. And the ‘turkey’ imagery makes more sense in this context.
“I don’t remember it, of course, I was wasted.”

MISSED THIS!

Boy I sure hope Davis got the permission of the Swanston Community Center and the Mission Oaks Recreation and Parks District before stealing the photo from their Ping Pong Club.

Harvest should be wrapping up this week on the farm. Many MANY MAAAAAANY thanks to Banana Jr 6K for taking over posting duties for much of the last couple months. Please, everyone, praise him with MUCH PRAISE!

Twilights Last Gleanings

After ten hours on the tractor today. And eight hours yesterday. And running calves the day before that…I have no brain meat to smash into a coherent Funkyverse adjacent post.

However, it seems I’m still awake, watching to see if my new favorite Mexican Dinger Bean, Alejandro Kirk, can waddle his way to another victory over the Evil Empire (the Dodgers BOO) in game 2 of The World Series.

So in order provide a new comments column for you beautiful people, and since some have enjoyed them in past: a collection of farm photos from this month.