Posted on 03/02/2012 9:17:36 AM PST by Short Bus
Not yet...just made my eyes think they were seeing new things...chocolate does that, y’know.
You float some, then jet some? Whoa. Life is GOOD!
Yes, but I can only afford coach. Still. . .
"Whoa. Life is GOOD!"
It sure beats the tar out of the alternative, now doesn't it? :)
Life could be badder...I have experienced the badder part, so anything on the upside is good! (insert Smiley Face here)
Well, everyone ran into the laundry room to see what was going on.
And they see me sitting on the slop sink with both feet pushing on the berzerk washing machine.
All because it pulled a spring loaded support out of the floor pan.
Washer complaining about nasty socks?
Probably.
Maybe everyone who knew you has died, retired, or hit the jackpot!
Unnngh. My Sunday School class was exhausting tonight. I was trying to cover the entire Hellenistic Period in 50 minutes, and they kept getting louder and louder.
"Is anyone listening? What did I just say?"
"Got him drunk and cut his head off!" (alert student)
"WHAT?!?" 12 other students.
And Tom was a pain, too.
Tax-Chick had a washing machine that tried to develop a sword-swallowing act.
Well, actually it tried to eat a screwdriver. I wrote a poem about it.
It just didn't have the élan for a Blues Song, you know?
There is always so much that is heavy that is being discussed on FR, and when I saw you good folks unpacking boxes on this thread, I thought it would be a good in-house source of some much-needed levity. Looks like I was right.
"Anoreth had an interesting experience with feral chickens on the golf course in Guam."
I travel to Guam a few times a year, and have encountered strange things on golf courses, including feral chickens and even cows. Of course, they're afraid to enter Toy's Tavern, so I'm mostly safe from them there.
Not likely. It's well known that Hawaiian birth certificates of the time frame did not list a race for the baby.
William Chester Fields: “Oh, Death! Where is thy sting?”
Good morning, y’all!
Dc, your brother cracks me up (in a good way).
His cat climbed into a hole in the wall in the laundry room once.
We couldn’t find her. She’d answer when we called her, but it
just sounded like a disembodied mewl in the room. She’d also
randomly walk out of the cupboards in the kitchen. You’d open
the door & she’d strut out.
You’d wonder then, just which of them learned from the other.
You actually go to Guam? Is it pretty? It’s not one of those places that gets a spread in the tropical-tourism magazines!
Well, yes.
We did have somewhat serious origins.
We got tired of the trolls posting troll threads or hijacking our threads so we somewhat had this discussion:
“You know, these trolls really suck.”
“Yeah, hey do.”
“Somebody should do something to them in return.”
“Like what?”
“We should take over THEIR threads instead.”
“I sense a bad idea..”
“And then, once we’ve hijacked the troll thread, we make it our OWN! YEAH!”
And at that point all sense was lost out the window.
And here we are!
;-)
And so, we unpack boxes, crack jokes, and vandalize the thread into oblivion.
Works, we now have less trolls posting around the beginning lof the month.
They’re on to us.
I learned some stuff off that cat.
The cat learned some stuff from me.
Just where the lines of the two meet is a blur.
The eldest of the three of us had his friends over, they were in the dining room sitting above the heat vent.
I’m in the master bathroom, next to the heat vent.
I hear Eddie talking about Ouija boards.
Oh how my wickedness tingled, my mind raced.
I leaned down to the heat vent, wrapped a towel over both my head and the vent and said through it to my brother and his friends:
Ed-DEEEEE.. I’m coming for your SOUL!
And about that moment the heat comes on and blows warm air out.
Eddie didn’t stop running for a few blocks.
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