I would say she is more attractive than her first time around.
Why they had the groundhog in the back of the police car, and in handcuffs is totally a mystery to me. Later I found out that the groundhog had been arrested for impersonating a beaver. Seems that the groundhog had attached a blackjack to it’s tail with duct tape and was getting Food Stamps under a program that was specifically under the Big Beautiful Beaver Bailout Program. *The BBBB Program had originally been called the “Dam Development Program,” but that sounded a bit hostile.
Fortunately little girls don’t place much value in fraud cases so she drew the groundhog without his cuffs and he was very thankful for that.
My gosh man. They forgot to put an air hose in this thing. Somebody quick, run down to Air Hoses-R-Us and get one and bring it back. Oh no. He’s turning blue. Is there a doctor in the room? There is. Oh, but the doctor’s the one who is turning blue.
— In our TV serial, “As the White House Turns,” stay tuned until next week when we see if J.D. gets back with the needed air hose, or if for some strange reason he’s delayed, and becomes President of the United States.
*Ok, 86 that idea, lets come up with a more believable scenario.
So I pulled this kid off of a book cover and had the AI make him 3D. Brought him to life for me and then I started exploring what I thought his life would be like. Definitely not me. Tall, lanky but apparently a loner, but a thoughtful loner. Odd interest in General George Armstrong Custer but introspective reading the Bible. Wary of strangers, and a “watcher.” Observant, mind clicking, trying to fit all the pieces together as they come along. He isn’t out to impress but where he stands the water will flow around him.
Full Recipe Here >>> Air-Fried Crispy Cauliflower
Ingredients
1 medium head cauliflower (cut into florets)
½ cup all-purpose flour
½ cup water (or milk for richer taste)
1 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp paprika (smoked or regular)
½ tsp salt
½ tsp black pepper
½ cup breadcrumbs (panko works best for extra crispiness)
Cooking spray or 1–2 tbsp oil
Optional (for extra flavor):
½ tsp chili flakes or cayenne (for heat)
2–3 tbsp hot sauce (for buffalo-style)
2 tbsp grated parmesan (for cheesy coating)
Instructions
1. Prep the cauliflower
Wash and cut the cauliflower into bite-sized florets. Pat them dry well—this helps them crisp up.
2. Make the batter
In a bowl, whisk together flour, water, garlic powder, paprika, salt, and pepper until smooth (like pancake batter).
3. Coat the florets
Dip each cauliflower floret into the batter, letting excess drip off, then roll in breadcrumbs for a crispy coating.
4. Air fry
Preheat air fryer to 180°C (350°F)
Lightly spray the basket with oil
Place florets in a single layer (don’t overcrowd)
Spray tops lightly with oil
Cook for 12–15 minutes, flipping halfway through, until golden and crispy.
5. Optional sauce toss
For buffalo-style: toss cooked cauliflower in hot sauce and air fry again for 3–5 minutes.
Lyrics:
Sitting on the park bench,
Eyeing little girls,
With bad intent.
Snot is running down his nose,
Greasy fingers smearing,
Shabby clothes.
Hey Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun,
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Hey Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck,
Spitting out pieces of his
Broken luck.
Oh Aqualung
Sunstreaking cold, an old man wandering lonely,
Taking time the only way he knows.
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end,
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Feeling alone, the army’s up the road,
Salvation a-la mode and a cup of tea…
Aqualung my friend, don’t you start away uneasy?
You poor old sod, you see it’s only me…
Do you still remember December’s foggy freeze?
When the ice that clings onto your beard is clinging agony?
And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep sea diver sounds?
And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring.
Sunstreaking cold, an old man wandering lonely,
Taking time the only way he knows.
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end,
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet.
Feeling alone, the army’s up the road,
Salvation a-la mode and a cup of tea…
Aqualung my friend, don’t you start away uneasy?
You poor old sod, you see it’s only me…
(SOLO)
Dee-dee-dee….dee-dee-dee
Aqualung my friend, don’t you start away uneasy?
You poor old sod, you see it’s only me.
Sitting on the park bench,
Eyeing little girls,
With bad intent.
Snot is running down his nose,
Greasy fingers smearing,
Shabby clothes.
Hey Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun,
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Hey Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck,
Spitting out pieces of his
Broken luck.
Hey Aqualung…
AND THEN I DID A SECOND RENDERING AND NOTE THE DIFFERENCE
