Bobservations

Last week at the Food Lion I was doing the grocery shopping while Carlos was at the deli counter and there was a Hot Man Alert … the alarms go off inside my head … dressed as men in the South do: boots, a baseball cap, a camo jacket and blue jeans. But this guy’s jeans were worn through all the right spots and were loose but hugging all the right places. And, while I was not stalking him, he did seem to be everywhere I went in the store, so as Carlos and I were driving home I relayed the story to him and added that:

“I wanted feel his basket.”

And Carlos said:

“You mean you wanted to fill his basket [cart].”

“I said what I said.”

Sometimes you just gotta …

This Tuxedo Says is from June 2021 …

Tuxedo never went to school, and so he doesn’t know from mathematics, but even he can see how this seems all kinds of wrong!

Tuxedo had zero fucks or McConnell, just like his Daddy!

Keep in mind that Pammy Jo Bondi’s politicized DOJ is fighting against the California redistricting effort which the people of California approved but is doing nothing about the Texas redistricting that occurred without voter input.

The corruption is real folks.

Speaking of Hot Men … cuz I was just doing that back up there a second ago … if this is the dress code for baseball games I need to get my ass to the ballpark for more games.

Does anyone else find it weird how Marjorie Taylor Greene has been despised for years by Democrats, and yours truly, but she never needed private security until yesterday, when her own party turned on her because MAGAts are violent and they follow their Dear leader.

PS I don’t trust Marge and think her sudden anti-Cankles switch is just a ploy to get her reelected next year.

Since Thanksgiving is next Thursday that episode of Bobservations will not air that day so I thought I’d share an actual text conversation between Carlos and myself where he slayed me.

It starts like this … still slightly kitchen-less we’ve been eating and ordering take-out a few nights every week and one night Carlos suggested take-out from Masa Street Food for dinner. I told him I wanted something different than my usual and asked about tamales and it went like this, starting with Carlos to me:

“Hi sweetheart. I checked with Masa and they have three kinds of tanales. They have chicken tamales with salsa verde, chicken tamales with mole, or poblano and cheese tammales. Those are the three kinds of tamales that they have. Let me know what you would like me to order. Love you.”

“I’ll look at their menu now. I’ll have one of each tamale and call you when I’m done so you can order for me top pick up. Love you.”

“In other words, just to be clear, do you want three tamales?”

“Yes, please. One of each.”

“Ok, that is, one chicken with salsa verde, one chicken with mole, and one poblano and cheese, for a total of three tamales. Just want to be sure.”

“Do you want me to draw you a fucking picture of three motherfucking tamales?”

“I don’t think they have that kind of tamale at the restaurant.”

Carlos slayed; and before anyone says a word about my language, Carlos knows me, knows my foul mouth and knows I was joking with him, which is why, yes, he slayed!

A federal judge ordered public schools in Texas to remove displays of the Ten Commandments in their classrooms.

This is Resistance! Keep it going!!

Anatol Modzelewski is a Polish fashion model who was discovered in a club and has since become one of the most sought after male models who would like to know … Would You Hit It?