February 14, 2018 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized
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My name is Susan DuQuesnay Bankston. I live in Richmond, Texas, in the heart of Tom DeLay's old district. It's nuttier than squirrel poop here.
I am honored and privileged to know Miss Juanita Jean Herownself, hairdresser extraordinary and political maven. Since she does not have time to fiddle with this internet stuff, I type her website for her and you can read it if you want to. If you don't, she truly does not give a big bear's butt.
A lot of what I post here has to do with local politics, but you probably have the same folks in your local government.
This ain't a blog. Blogs are way too trendy for me. This is a professional political organization.
Far more accurate than many Bible quotes I’ve seen misused and exploited by evangelicals in support of Trump recently.
1Is butt dust anything like bellybutton lint?
2I don’t even want to know what butt dust is.
3And Easter Sunday is April 1.
4Hmmm
5And according to Kansas “All we are is” butt “dust in the wind.”
Here is Fredericksburg one of our local Lutheran pastors (who is known for his creative and off-the-wall sermons) has instituted an “Ash Drive-thru” for today. Apparently, you don’t even have to get out of your car or actually go to church to receive your ashes. Just stick your head out of the window and you’re done.
6Butt dust??
Somebody needs to drink a lot more water.
7Feb 14th also the day of four of the best words in use:
8pitchers and catchers report
“Butt dust.”
I don’t have anything clever to say. I’m just sitting here snorting and chuckling and thinking about how hysterically the children will respond to butt dust. Ash Wednesday solemnity ain’t gonna happen in that church this year.
Okay, that reminds me of a true church story. The church ladies of a rural church were planning their annual fall sale of stuff they made – doilies, hand knitted mittens, baked goods, etc – as a fundraiser. They held a raffle too. I’m talking about little old ladies, gray haired gramas who baked cakes, did needlework, and solved crossword puzzles. One of their number was tasked with creating and printing the raffle tickets. She got her job done and the tickets sold well. I bought a couple. The told me the date and time of the drawing at the Church Ladies Bizarre.
Cracked me up. “Bizarre” makes me picture someone like Dr. Frankenfurter from Rocky Horror. Now superimpose that over sweet little old ladies. Well I dunno. Maybe you had to be there, but I thought it was hysterical. I feel the same way about “Butt dust.”
9I guess that big, dark cloud hanging over Dee Cee is butt dust from all the buttonholes inhabiting the govinmint…
10Butt Dust?
11But, don’t they know
there is a technical term
for that, Fumunda.
Can’t help but comment on the pix of the Douglas High School mother on the front page of the WaPo comforting her child. On her forehead was the cross of ashes. No butt dust here. Just broken hearts.
12My friends calls Ash Wednesday ashes “Catholic zombie powder.”
13The fact that this error got printed and distributed explains a lot about what a mess this country is in. Ignorance is rampant and people do not read or pay attention to detail.
Having said that, this is a really funny error.
14Ash Wednesday is a day on which we Catholics remember what is truly important in this life. We are so distracted by worldly worries and frivolous wants that we need to be reminded by the ashes in the sign of the cross what we should focus on: the sacrifice that was made for us and the direction our lives should take. Knowing what occurred yesterday, I don’t think the jokes are appropriate.
15@ LYNNE: BUTT DUST is the INFORMAL name for what we Collige Edacated Kids call either ASS DANDRUFF, or FARTICLES.
16Goodbye. Just an echo chamber now. All knee-jerk and spittle.
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