Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for January 15, 2024

Aloha!

I’d prefer Sam Waterston.

Sorry … Sigmund Freud is dead.

Aunty A. and I have the same dreams!

YOU CANT HAVE HIM, HES MINE!

This will be much Mo, moa than Walt can handle!

Hey what about me? I’m available!

Sorry ladies, just kidding. I’m fortunate that the woman of my dreams moved in 36 years ago.

All the horoscope said was that she would meet the man of her dreams. [Anything beyond that is going to remain a dream.]

I prefer a truck load of Ben Franklins. Un huh.

My horoscope says, “Beware of what you read. It may be false.”

Today is the Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s birthday. Not a single comic I read made reference to it. I guess this does add weight to his statement. “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”

Or Jason’s wife. If they are still together.

He is 44 years old…..you cougar!!!!!

Think I will keep the one I have. Been working out pretty well so far, 37 years and counting and I don’t have to wait around for him to sign autographs or be selfie’d to death : )

Liam Neeson for me.

Nah Aunty, the man of your dreams is your father, Mick McGilligan.

Mick McGilligan had a daughter,

And her name was Mary Anne,

A devil a finer lass you’ll ever see.

She wears wool instead of satin,

She’s the mistress of bog latin,

You can hear her voice fifty miles away.

And she’s me darling, me daisy,

crosseyed and lazy,

Got hair upon her chest like any man.

And you know she’s on the rocks,

When she’s wearing cotton socks.

Mick McGilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

Mick McGilligan had a brewery,

With twenty-seven vats,

A putting still up in the attic room.

And she knows she drinks a-lot,

but she doesn’t give a jot,

cause she’s Mick McGilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

And she’s me darling, me daisy,

crosseyed and lazy,

Got hair upon her chest like any man.

And you know she’s on the rocks,

When she’s wearing cotton socks.

Mick McGilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

Now she’s drank Lough Erne dry,

And I really don’t know why,

She hasn’t drank the Shannon dry as well.

Though her charms are on the wane,

But we love her just the same,

Cause she’s Mick McGilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

And she’s me darling, me daisy,

crosseyed and lazy,

Got hair upon her chest like any man.

And you know she’s on the rocks,

When she’s wearing cotton socks.

Mick McGilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

Now when she goes out with the boys,

In the societs and demoes,

She buy’s a double whiskey for us all.

And in the morning we’ll be found,

Laying flat upon the ground,

Singing, Mick Mcgilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

And she’s me darling, me daisy,

crosseyed and lazy,

Got hair upon her chest like any man.

And you know she’s on the rocks,

When she’s wearing cotton socks.

Mick McGilligan’s daughter Mary Anne.

Who? Is that a real person?

… and how does Jason feel about that??

Sorry, but Jason doesn’t do it for me. I’ll keep my husband, thank you very much. He’s good-looking and is a nice guy. Can’t beat that.

Wishing you a meaningful Martin Luther King Day.

Keanu Reeves ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

Had to look him up….HOLY MOLY!