Ron Tennant 🇨🇦🍁
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Ron Tennant 🇨🇦🍁
@oldron.bsky.social
Deeply retired
Caught that kid pretty square on the fist with his chin.
December 21, 2025 at 9:30 PM
He might poop his pants, and we know that washing one’s own bung is gay. So I foresee some problems.
December 21, 2025 at 12:50 AM
It’s probably best not to let your daughter sit on his lap. Everybody knows what Santa Trump wants in his stocking.
December 17, 2025 at 2:54 PM
That could’ve been me. I can’t believe I forgot to scatter debris all over the Caribbean.
December 16, 2025 at 4:22 PM
It played for two weeks at a drive in where I worked as a kid. Some of the employees would meet in the front and smoke grass until the light show, then we’d go back to work high as kites. Great fun.
December 16, 2025 at 1:54 AM
He doesn’t even have to worry about anybody understanding his speeches.
December 15, 2025 at 10:39 PM
If only I knew how to make cars that incinerate their drivers and rockets that blow up over the Caribbean. Sigh.
December 15, 2025 at 10:28 PM
He knows from personal experience: you slap an enormous bandage on your ear, and in a day or two it’ll be like nothing ever happened.
December 15, 2025 at 1:42 PM
They “believe” it was cut down deliberately? Is it possible that someone standing near the tree while holding a running chainsaw, tripped or stumbled and cut it down accidentally?
December 12, 2025 at 3:57 PM
If my wife ever referred to me as “my man” I believe I would choke on whatever I happened to be eating at that moment.
December 12, 2025 at 12:23 AM
In the interest of being consistent, we should be able to see the effect in about two weeks.
December 10, 2025 at 12:18 AM
“Went to Dartmouth” and “not stupid” is a false equivalency. As evidence, let me offer “Trump went to Fordham”.
December 10, 2025 at 12:14 AM
Just imagine George Washington starting anything by saying “if I’m honest”.
December 8, 2025 at 11:37 PM
I got a phone call a few years ago:

Me: Hello

Caller: Hi, this is Teresa, I’m calling from the Astrology Company

Me: What company?

C: Astrology. It’s a company of psychics.

Me: Oh. Can you tell what I’m thinking right now?

C: No, no! Don’t hang up!

Maybe there’s something to it after all.
December 4, 2025 at 11:38 PM
I’m pretty old, and I’ve had a lot of time to consider what I want as well as what I don’t want. Honestly, this didn’t make either list.
December 4, 2025 at 3:12 AM
Lecturing the Pope. Awesome.
December 3, 2025 at 12:25 AM
1) It didn’t happen. Fake news.
2) It happened but it wasn’t me.
3) It was me but I’m allowed.
4) Squirrel!
December 2, 2025 at 2:40 AM
It’s his new curated “Everyman” look.
December 1, 2025 at 3:04 AM
They can also be ne’er-do-wells and/or reprobates.
November 29, 2025 at 10:13 PM
I believe that in the olden days, a philosopher might sit down to a huge plate of eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, potatoes and toast with cheese & fruit on the side and tuck into it regardless of time of day. I think they’d just shrug it off. Enjoy your whatever you call it.
November 27, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Did he make the announcement with mascara on or off?
November 26, 2025 at 10:46 PM
1) We’re keeping the masks
2) We’re not wearing id
3) We’re cosplaying Navy Seals
4) We’re too fucking lazy to look for people ourselves
November 25, 2025 at 10:39 PM