The Sour Orange

Today, I am going to Mardi Gras in downtown Leesburg.  Hopefully, the ladies
will throw me some beads without me having to show them my peel.

Because last year's mosquitoes survived this year's mild winter, a
Skeeter-Hawk warning has been issued for Lake County this spring.  These
blood suckers will be like flying hypodermic needles.

Tuesday is the Florida primary, or the day in which the Republican establishment loses control of the party.

Thursday is the saints versus sinners bowl game when Notre Dame takes on Florida State in the Champs Sports Bowl. I expect evil to easily win – go Noles!

The Florida Gator offense is a mirror image of their offensive coordinator – hobbled, slow, and walking with a cane.

They call the recent FSU-Gator football game a defensive game. Whoa, I think it was an offensive game. Yes, I was offended by how poorly both teams played after so much time, money, and effort.

Gator fans are now calling their old coach Urban Liar. His response, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but for $4 million a year I’ll dessert you.” Isn’t that just a Buck in the Eye?