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There are about 13,000 McDonald’s locations in the U.S. Does this map correlate to the fattest States, though?

When your name is Gay, you’ve got to have the badassest-hobby ever. This is a real sport, apparently. He is blowing an anvil 100 feet into the air. You don’t want to be around when it comes back down!

Why, thank you! I was thinking of doing just that.

Grandpa and Grandpa were sitting in their porch rockers watching the beautiful sunset and reminiscing about “the good old days,” when Grandma turned to Grandpa and said, “Honey, do you remember when we first started dating and you used to just casually reach over and take my hand?”

Grandpa looked over at her, smiled and obligingly took her aged hand in his.

With a wry little smile, Grandma pressed a little farther, “Honey, do you remember how after we were engaged, you’d sometimes lean over and suddenly kiss me on the cheek?” Grandpa leaned slowly toward Grandma and gave her a lingering kiss on her wrinkled cheek.

Growing bolder still, Grandma said, “Honey, do you remember how, after we were first married, you’d kind of nibble on my ear?”

Grandpa slowly got up from his rocker and headed into the house. Alarmed, Grandma said, “Honey, where are you going?”

Grandpa replied, “To get my teeth!”

Our local supermarket had a sale on boneless chicken breasts, and a woman I know intended to stock up. At the store, however, she was disappointed to find only a few skimpy prepackaged portions of the poultry, so she complained to the butcher.

“Don’t worry, lady,” he said. “I’ll pack some more trays and have them ready for you by the time you finish shopping.”

Several aisles later, my friend heard the butcher’s voice boom over the public-address system: “Will the lady who wanted bigger breasts please meet me at the back of the store.”

The artist is Storm Large. The song is from her one-woman show “Crazy Enough”.