Gilligan: Is that Oppo taking off his bathing suit? Is that his little buddy?

Mary Ann: Don’t you have somewhere else to be?

Oppo!? Do you really like us that much? Back off!

Suspect ID’d in fatal shooting of title-winning college gymnast Kara Welsh
NY Post | 9/3/24 | Isabel Keane

The man accused of fatally shooting 21-year-old University of Wisconsin-Whitewater gymnast Kara Welsh has been identified as a former wrestler at the college, police said.

Chad T. Richards, 23, of Loves Park, Illinois, was arrested Friday night after allegedly shooting the award-winning gymnast multiple times at an apartment about a block from the university’s main campus, the Whitewater Police Department said.

Whitewater police have requested charges from the district attorney’s office of first-degree intentional homicide,

endangering safety by the use of a dangerous weapon and

disorderly conduct while armed,

cops said.

It’s Murder! With a gun! “Endangering safety”?? “Disorderly conduct”??

“This cardboard and paper will never separate! Bwah-ha-ha!”

Rant over.

I should probably see a doctor about that skin condition. Doesn’t itch, though — until she comes near.

Let’s extract a little gas out of this rock before it’s all over.

If Kamala wins, it’ll mean eight years of socializing our republic.

If Trump wins, there’s a four-year delay, and then the effort begins again.

I just want to post this prediction here, for bragging rights if it comes true:

1. Joe Biden will either resign the presidency or be incapacitated before January. May wait to see how the election turns out.

2. Kamala will become the first woman president. Yay!

3. In the flurry of good vibes, she will issue a pardon to Joe, Hunter, and other Biden clan members of any federal crimes — the real reason for her ascent.

I feel this in my bones to be 70-80% likely.

Mary Ann: Mmmmph!

Oppo: Don’t fret, little lady.

[Subdues cannibal, kicks aside Gilligan and spear.]

Mary Ann: Mmmmph!

Oppo: Let me untie you. I’d never take advantage of a woman in your predicament. [Unties her.]

Mary Ann: Mmmph!

Oppo: Oh, yeah, the gag. Let me get that off your mouth. Now you just run along to where you’ll be safe, and I’ll keep these hombres from following you.

Mary Ann: You’re quite a man!

Oppo [Spanks her playfully] Git, little lady!

So at least I get something out of this little scene.

… and then Ginger, panting, comes into the room, collapses on a chair, and says:

“Believe me, Mary Ann: either you’re going to have to make Oppo’s jockeys larger or put in some more pleats!”

Mary Ann, without replying, absent-mindedly unbuttons her top two buttons and starts brushing her hair.

“No,” says Ginger. “You don’t understand…”