Civility Message

Dear Friends,

Dear Friends,

Dear Friends,

Dear Friends,

A woman walked up to the supervising pharmacist in a major drug store and said, “You are the top guy here are you not?”

“Yes,” said the man, wearing a long white hospital looking coat.

“Well,” said the woman, “I need a big bottle of arsenic.”

“Ma’am, arsenic is a very dangerous substance so I must ask you – why do you need it?” he said.

Dear Friends,

Dear Friends,

Sometimes I have weird dreams. It’s not my fault. In one of my congressionally based dreams, I spotted former congressional staffer Rip Van Winkle sitting in the House barbershop getting a haircut, and, because of his eight inch beard, getting a much needed shave.

Dear Friends,

Dear Friends,