Trump is Playing Chess while the leftist Democrats are playing checkers ... Thx Lyle S!

 TRUMP IS PLAYING CHESS -- THE DEMOCRATS ARE PLAYING CHECKERS

Interesting observation............

ONE POLITICAL OBSERVATION, THEN BACK TO MY DAILY LIFE.

TRUMP IS PLAYING CHESS WHILE THE DEMOCRATS ARE PLAYING CHECKERS!

'THINK IT AN ACCIDENT HE CAMPAIGNED FOR SENATORS AND NOT FOR

REPRESENTATIVES?

REPS GET TWO-YEARS.

SENATORS GET SIX-YEARS.

HE JUST TOOK SOLID CONTROL OF THE SENATE FOR THE NEXT 4-6 YEARS.

THE SENATE CONFIRMS SUPREME COURT JUSTICES.

GINSBERG IS PUSHING 90, IS HORRIBLY UNHEALTHY, CAN NOT STAY AWAKE

DURING INTERVIEWS, AND HE COULD ADD ANOTHER

JUSTICE BEFORE HIS FIRST TERM IS OVER.

IN TWO YEARS, HE'S UP FOR RE-ELECTION, THE COUNTRY WILL BE TIRED OF

THE OBSTRUCTIONIST DEMOCRAT BS AND THE HOUSE WILL MOST LIKELY TURN RED

AGAIN.

FOR ALL YOUR DISLIKE OF HIM, HE'S A GENIUS WHEN IT COMES TO THIS GAME.

HE'S VICTORIOUS WHILE MAKING THE LIBS THINK THEY GAINED SOMETHING.

FURTHERMORE, DO YOU THINK HE REALLY BELIEVES HE CAN MAKE BIRTHRIGHT

CITIZENSHIP (THE 14TH AMENDMENT) GO AWAY WITH AN EXECUTIVE ORDER?

IF SO, YOU'RE NOT PAYING ATTENTION.

THE 14TH AMENDMENT, SPECIFICALLY THE CLAUSE ABOUT BEING UNDER "THE

JURISDICTION OF THE CONSTITUTION," HAS NEVER BEEN REVIEWED BY THE

SUPREME COURT.

TRUMP KNOWS IF HE JUST SIGNS AN EXECUTIVE ORDER HE'LL BE SUED BY SOME

LIBERAL STATE (LIKE WA, OR, NY, CA) AND THE CASE WILL DO WHAT?

GO IN FRONT OF THE SUPREME COURT.

THEY WILL BE FORCED TO MAKE A RULING / INTERPRETATION OF THE

CONSTITUTION AND THE MATTER WILL BE SETTLED.

WHO OWNS THE SUPREME COURT?

'REPUBLICANS.

JUST KEEP THINKING HE'S A BUMBLING IDIOT, THOUGH . . .

Timmy and Santa Letters ... Thx Lyle S!

Timmy writes to Santa

>> Dear Santa,

>> How are you? How is Mrs. Claus? I hope everyone, from the reindeer

>> to the elves, is fine. I have been a very good boy this year. I

>> would like an X-Box 360 with Call of Duty IV and an iPhone 5 for

>> Christmas. I hope you remember that come Christmas Day.

>> Merry Christmas,

>> Timmy Jones

>>

>> Dear Timmy,

>> Thank you for you r letter. Mrs. Claus, the reindeer and the elves

>> are all fine and thank you for asking about them. Santa is a little

>> worried all the time you spend playing video games and texting.

>> Santa wouldn't want you to get fat. Since you have indeed been a

>> good boy, I think I'll bring you something you can go outside and

>> play with.

>> Merry Christmas,

>> Santa Claus

>>

>> Mr. Claus,

>> Seeing that I have fulfilled the "naughty vs. Nice" contract, set by

>> you I might add, I feel confident that you can see your way clear to

>> granting me what I have asked for. I certainly wouldn't want to turn

>> this joyous season into one of litigation. Also, don't you think

>> that a jibe at my weight coming from an overweight man who goes out

>> once a year is a bit

>> trite?

>> Respectfully,

>> Tim Jones

>>

>> Mr. Jones,

>> While I have acknowledged you have met the "nice" criteria, need I

>> remind you that your Christmas list is a request and in no way is it

>> a guarantee of services provided. Should you wish to pursue legal

>> action, well that is your right. Please know, however, that my

>> attorney's have been on retainer ever since the Burgermeister

>> Meisterburger incident and will be more than happy to take you on in

>> open court. Additionally, the exercise I alluded to will not only

>> improve your health, but also improve your social skills and

>> potentially help clear up a complexion that looks like the bottom of

>> the Burger King fry bin most days.

>> Very Truly Yours,

>> S Claus

>>

>> Now look here Fat Man,

>> I told you what I want and I expect you to bring it. I was

>> attempting to be polite about this but you brought my looks and my

>> friends into this. Now you just be disrespecting me. I'm about to

>> tweet my boys and we're gonna be waiting for your fat ass and I'm

>> taking my game console, my game, my phone, and whatever else I want.

>> WHAT EVER I WANT, MAN!

>> T-Bone

>>

>> Listen Pizza Face,

>> Seriously??? You think a dude that breaks into every house in the

>> world on one night and never gets caught sweats a skinny G-banger

>> wannabe? "He sees you when you're sleeping; He knows when you're

>> awake". Sound familiar, genius? You know what kind of resources I

>> have at my disposal I got your shit wired, Jack. I go all around the

>> world and see ways to hurt people that if I described them right

>> now, you'd throw up your Totino's pizza roll all over the carpet of

>> your mom's basement. You're not getting what you asked for, but I'm

>> still stopping by your crib to stomp a mud hole in you're ass and

>> then walk it dry. Chew on that, Petunia.

>> S Clizzy

>>

>> Dear Santa,

>> Bring me whatever you see fit. I'll appreciate anything.

>> Timmy

>>

>> Timmy,

>> That's what I thought you little bastard.

>> Santa

The Quiet Caddie ... Thx Lyle S!

The Quiet Caddie

It was back in the 70's and a soon-to-be prominent (and rather arrogant) golfer (Ray Floyd) was playing at  Augusta in his first Masters.

Back then the players could not bring their own caddies. 

They had to use one of the locals.

Floyd told the Caddie Master he wanted a big fellow who could handle his bag, but who also would keep quiet, no advice needed.

The caddie who was assigned Floyd said, "Hello Mr. Floyd."

Floyd said "Hello." And followed with:  "That's the last I want to hear from you unless I ask you a question."

Everything went well until the 10th hole when Floyd pushed his drive into the right trees on the par 4. After surveying the scene, he said out loud,

"I'm going to hit a low fade out through that opening to carry and land mid green and then roll over the crest down near the hole."

Surprisingly he pulled it off exactly and turned to his caddy and said, "How's that?"

The caddie spoke for the first time and said, "That wasn't your ball."

 … You gotta love it !