Smoot tells reporters he didn’t like Minnesota. Hated it. As it turned out, I didn’t like Washington DC, so I know how the man feels. On the other hand, I’m sad we lost a guy who was named Smoot. I would have paid him anything to drive up to Hawley, stand by the town sign on the edge of his highway, put on his jersey and turn around; if my high school history teacher drove by and saw that, it would make his day.
Oh, okay, here’s the joke-killing explanation.
First Santa Bear is discontinued, now this: A bear is wandering around Afton, molesting bird feeders. Coincidence? Revenge? Some advice:
"If you see the bear, Lueth said, make noise and back away from it. 'Ninety-nine percent of the time, it will back away on its own,' he said."
Translation: one percent of the time, bears will lunge at you. I’m wondering what sort of noise you should make. AAAAAH! BEAR! AAAAH! BEAR! HOLY CRAP comes to mind.
Hey, this box of nitroglycerine won’t open. Maybe if I threw it on the ground?
Well, we know who’s to blame for this:

(A Buzz No-Prize to the first person who gets the reference.)
Daily Non-Local Link:
It is the fan which is being upward soft for you to the computer connected? Yes. Read the whole thing; nothing provides the same gentle amusement as Japanese English.


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Isn't that Shatner in the Twilight Zone episode about seeing something on the wing of the plane? (Sorry, can't remember the name of the episode.)