Ladies and gentlemen, pack your shit. I think it’s time to leave. There comes a time in all of our lives when a sign introduces itself into our lives that pretty much serves as...
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Three Stove Top Incidents That Changed My Life
Recently when the TharpSter Mom was summoned from the mountain range office she manages in order to visit the Editor, Publisher, and Chief Muckity-muck here at corporate earlier this month, a stove top incident...
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The Urgent Blockbuster
For those of you who may have forgotten, I had run in with the good, unsuspecting people at my local Blockbuster a few years ago. As I recall, all I wanted was to rent...
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7 Minutes
Hamburgers & Dirty Words
I'm blaming the Scottish archers for this one....
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Less Than Delicate Attire
One of the life long pet peeves I’ve carried in my scarred psyche right in the back corner next to Napoleon Complex has been the perpetual inability of others to pronounce and or spell...
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Regarding ‘Murcan
With the unfortunate outcome of this year’s Super Bowl and what I can only characterize as a poor excuse to hold my water (urine) in favor of checking out the lackluster roster of commercials,...
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My Stalker
Two points define a line and three confirm it. I may have stated that piece of mathematical brilliance here before. Even still, after the events of this morning in the lives of your favorite...
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Next Year’s Empty Promises
The TharpSterLution is the moniker I’ve ascribed to an annual process I partake in during this time of year. I’m a little too lazy to go look it up, but I think this is...
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The Present I Really Wanted
“Okay everyone. Hang on and watch Randy open this one. You’ll want to see the look on his face.” I can’t really say I’ve ever heard that particular statement prior to tearing into a...
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The Case Of The Missing Bobby Pin
Some things borrowed should not be returned....
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