Arkansas Blog

Now that Brummett has all this football stuff out of his system, he can get back to what he does best: patronizing women politicians by ridiculing their physical appearance rather than discussing the merits of their views on issues. He should also spend some time pondering what he'll do when he runs out of female characters from the old Beverly Hillbillies TV show to use in his attempts to demean said women -- will he recycle or switch to another show? And he might consider buying a mirror and taking a long, hard look into it and asking himself if he really has the right to criticize anyone else's looks. He may not know much about football, but he obviously knows nothing at all about being good looking.

What a bold, intrepid stance by Brummert! He is like Bob Woodward fearlessly declaring the Iraq War is a mess!

" Fire Nutt. Or not."

Is this where we vote?

Fire away...

A Pittsburgh Steelers fan is drinking in a Cleveland bar, when he gets a call on his cell phone.

He hangs up, grinning from ear to ear, and orders a round of drinks for everybody in the bar, announcing his wife has just given birth to a typical Pittsburgh baby boy weighing 25 pounds. Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the Steelers fan just shrugs and replies, That's about average back home, folks, like I said, my boy's a typical Pittsburgh baby boy.

"He's gonna be a Pittsbur gh Steelers football player."

Congratulations showered him from all around, amid many exclamations of "WOW!"

One woman actually fainted due to sympathy pains.

Two weeks later, he returns to the bar. The bartender says, Say, aren't you the father of that typical Pittsburgh baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth? Everybody's been making bets about how big he'd be in two weeks.

So, how much does he weigh now?

The proud father answers, "Seventeen pounds."

The bartender is puzzled, concerned and a little suspicious. What happened? He already weighed 25 pounds the day he was born!

The Steelers fan father takes a slow swig of his beer, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender and proudly says,

"Had him circumcised."

GO STEELERS

They're calling him a fathead over there on that haterville board.

Who cares?