Posted on 05/22/2014 6:07:48 PM PDT by kingattax
I’m a HUGH and SERIES Seahawks fan. While I can’t stand Obummer (the remote is always handy when he or Moochelle come on), I did think he did a fair job with my Seahawks yesterday (or whomever wrote his lines did). Didn’t catch all of it, so found the whole thing on YouTube. It did kinda bug me when he laughed or gafawed at his own jokes (though that was probably only the 1st or 2nd time he had read them).
He mentioned Marshawn Lynch and that he wasn’t there. I heard on a local radio station today that someone called Marshawn’s mother and asked her why he wasn’t there and she said he told her he didn’t want to go. Good man, that Beast Mode :-)
Most teams that come to the WH bring a #1 Jersey for the Prez. Instead, Seahawks brought our 12th man flag (for those that aren’t familiar, the 12th man flag is raised before every game — they have a different person do it each time, some local celebs, military, etc.
Q: What are the first five words a crackhead in a three piece tailored suit hears?
A: "Will the defendant please rise"
It is indeed. Recreational drugs which open the door to unearned bliss do not come without a spiritual cost.
Cocaine's cost is immediate.
It murders our spirit!
But fortunately there is One in Whom our spirit is eternal.
A man or woman can turn from cocaine, but only if they turn to a more powerful elixer...
And there is only ONE.
If any of you suffer from this disease. Let me know.
I have come out from this pit of hell. You can too.
There is only one answer!
That answer has a name...Yeshua.
Zombifried...
I just spent the last 45 seconds composing myself after nearly pulling all my abdominal muscles while laughing at that Ray Charles “I can’t see... nuttin” photo.
May God Bless you my FRiend.
I have never tried it and have frankly been terrified of it. I have done other things that I am not proud of and I think I was exposed to weed that was laced with something. I was fortunate to get home. That was about the end of my experimenting.
I am happy that you have recovered. I really don’t think Obama has.
what picture
Cocaine is a difficult beast to overpower. It taps into our brain's pleasure center (and, believe me, that is all powerful---think sex magnified by 100) and like termites is difficult to get rid of.
I only know of one way to get out of its grasp.
And that is unfortunately God.
I say unfortunately only because so many people will run away from Him.
And it is not just God, but Yeshua who can save us from cocaine.
When one is lost and is saved by Yeshua...it is easy to tell unbelievers that you know the way to freedom.
But when you tell them, they run away...because they don't want to believe in Yeshua.
I know for a fact that there is only one way out of hell...
I don't think I need to repeat His Name.;-)
If he were one of the Seven Dwarfs, he would be either “DOPEY” or “SLEEPY” or “GRUMPY” or “STUPID. Perhaps all of them.
All I know is that we are stuck with this marxist POS no matter what we call him.
Calling GOD at 1-800-GOD!. “We have a problem”.
nodding off
A term used to describe the high of heroin.. it is often mistaken as being very tired (which works out well for the user!), but it is more like “nodding” in and out of semi-consciousness. That’s really the best way to describe it. It’s like a series of times where the user will fall asleep for 30 seconds - a few minutes out of nowhere, and then suddenly snap into wakefulness again. They often are in very uncomfortable positions, too. (because they were not really planning or expecting to be sleeping!)..the term can also sometimes be heard with opiate-based pills, but generally it is specific for being high on heroin.
After shooting alot of H, i could see by the uncomfortable way he was sitting-with his head hanging all limp towards the ground- that he must be nodding off!
“Yesterday we did a few bags and after a few minutes, we were all nodding off.”
What do you get when you cross a drunken bigamist with a Communist slut?
I get that way at work after a bad night of sleep apnea.
The closest I ever came to cocaine was at a party where most of the attendees were snorting it.
Different people had different behaviors, and I was offered the drug, but I turned it down. Mainly
because a young man was walking around saying that he felt great and that he could “do anything.”
But he wasn’t doing anything at all but walking around and repeating “felt great” and “could do
anything.” Someone else’s nose was bleeding, and I was such a naif that I didn’t know why.
Everyone was so zonked out that I turned to my boyfriend (now my husband) and gave him “The
Look.” We just walked out and never saw any of those folks, or cocaine, again.
Except the “cocaine” (baking soda) that you see in the movies.
See Post #47.
I don’t know why the OP’s picture isn’t showing. I used the same image
source (img src) in my HTML, and the picture appeared in my post.
Glad you had only a glancing blow from this disease. Those who have fallen into its trap need our prayers and our support.
Looks like he had a stroke- or is high
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