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Sunday Funnies - Canada Day/Independence Day Edition

My American friends and I are sharing a patriotic long weekend. Yeah, here in Canada, Friday July 1st was Canada Day. In the States, Monday July 4th is Independence Day. In Canada we celebrated our holiday with a visit from the future King, William and his wife Kate. In the States they have their own royal family, Kate plus 8. Ha, ha, got you there. I hope both my Canadian and American friends are enjoying their long weekend and celebrating safely. Cheers.


As a nominal Catholic, I like that last one...of course, the Depends one really made me LOL and I don't mean "Lady of Lourdes" either, because well, that would be weird if I become Lady of Lourdes. Or if I became a lady at all...which I don't want to be, just for the record, but it's weird to think about, especially being from Lourdes.
quirkyloon said…
Ok. Now the hokey pokey is ruined forever. That cuts deep! heh heh

LOL = Lady of Lourdes? Bahahahahahaha!

Hey, that cartoonist is just vying for a precious spot on a pack of cigarettes coming soon near you! heh heh

Great choice Nomers. As always. You are one of the few reasons I love Sunday morns!

Cheryl P. said…
Those are all really good ones. I especially like the hokey pokey.

The Blagojevich one just makes me happy. As a native Chicagoan, I have been rooting for him to get a new "state" room courtesy of the tax payers.
Nicky said…
Happy Canada Day weekend Dufus! Love the Boston History Trail!! :-)
nonamedufus said…
Well, if we put those 2 cartoons together you might be the Lady of Leaks!
nonamedufus said…
And I look forward to your Sunday visits, Quirks. Hope you're keeping well.
nonamedufus said…
Blagojevich is just one of those guys that give politicians a bad name, don't you think?
nonamedufus said…
Back from New Jersey safe and sound? Did you get out to see Will and Kate?
Funkswiss09 said…
the pope one was awwsumm..maahn.>!! haahahaha.!

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