Dude, we differ on religious topics, but you do make me laugh every now and then! I guess I've never considered the necessity of it. I guess I'm old school, you know, batt'n down the hatches and keep a "secure" ship afloat.
I love your quote though! I need to go tell my son right quick.
Oh me and my cousins used to go cow tipping all the time.The land neighboring my Grandfathers land had lots of cows and they were mean..Just to paint the picture alittle clearer we were like 10 years old or so .To get to the cow field you had to go through a really creepy cemetary,which made it all that more exciting.SOOOO one night we went out with our childish intentions and the owner of the cows was onto us.We freaked and ran.Well my little cousin had a weak bladder and when he got scared he HAD to go.So I'm like yelling hurry,hurry just go .He says I can't see anything...Then I heard the most horifiying scream ,he had peed on the electric fence...priceless
My dear Sunshine! You don't know how much that means to me. At least now I know that I'm not the only shmuck to have urinated on a "live" wire. True, it's an exilerating experience, but I'd seriously pass on the opportunity next time.
Just a thought for contemplation: Some people require the visible absence of feet to ascertain their own fatness. If so, would it not be a quick and easy weight loss program to just buy larger shoes? Would this not ensure their visibility?
I think I smell my first $million$ in that thought.... maybe not...
Great! Faybe Bay leaves me. I've got New York skyscrapers up my nose. I still don't have a price on tea in China. I can't decide on a taco or taco salad and now, as if it couldn't get worse, I can't run with my clown shoes on! Oh, what a world, what a world!
OK, all! Now, I'm not a betting man, but who wants to bet that she's actually going to get HERSELF some food. The pets are probably fat and sassy, but she's probably at the country club right now chewing on a 15oz steak! We are supposed to be a "family" community. Whatever happened to sharing! I weep at the injustice....
I'm a very simple person as far as the way I think, and I love humor as long as it's simple for me. My son told me this one to me this morning: What do you do if a blonde throws you a grenade? Pull the pin and throw it back!
Now, I have no problem with blondes. After all I was born blonde. Yet, that simple joke made me chuckle.
I went to the cinema the other day and in the front row was an old man and with him was his dog. It was a sad funny kind of film, you know the type. In the sad part, the dog cried his eyes out, and in the funny part, the dog laughed its head off. This happened all the way through the film. After the film had ended, I decided to go and speak to the man.
"That's the most amazing thing I've seen," I said. "That dog really seemed to enjoy the film."
The man turned to me and said, "Yeah, it is. He hated the book."
There used to be a dog near where I lived that took itself for a walk. It used to trot the same route every day with the lead neatly coiled in its mouth and clipped to the collar. The owner was pretty old and couldn't get out all the time, but the dog was smart!!
That's so funny, my Sheepdog used to do that if anyone dropped his lead, he would pick it up and walk back with it in his mouth.
The best bit though, we had a harness and lead for my son, when in a crowd, at the park we dropped his lead to let him run with the dog. The dog promptly grabbed Sean's lead and walked beside him, it was a case of a dog walking the boy. I think I have photos somewhere.
A salesman driving in a rural area sees a dog tied outside a cabin near a sign that says "Dog Fer Sale - $10. The salesman stops and the owner, a rough hewn type, comes out. "What makes this dog worth ten dollars?" asks the salesman. "Why mister, this dog can talk. Show 'em Rexie." The dog says, "I was trained to be a military dog and I saved the General's life so they sent me to the CIA and I spied on the enemy (nobody suspected a dog) and then I was in the movies...I played Rin-tin-tin, Lassie...you know all the famous dogs." The salesman was in shock! "Why do you want only $10 for this amazing dog?" "Shucks, he's just a big liar; he ain't ever done any of that stuff."
I know I am of a different generation, so please take no offense to anything I say. I did view the the song in it's entirity. Personally, I prefer classical but endured to be objective of the song at hand. Here are some points I've noticed: 1) I can't understand the words. What words I "think" I discerned were repeated the entire 4+ minutes of the song. Maybe a total of six or seven words. 2) I've never understood the necessity to eat the microphone. It can't be that tasty or appetizing. Anyhow, as a minister, I would suggest addressing through the microphone from a distance of at least six inches. It helps with clarity. Speaking from experience... 3) There were several instruments. That was good! 4) The drummer bore a striking resemblance to John Lennon. I guess he didn't die after all.
OMG... that was funny!!! I love Goldenpath! I want to write a hub 'I eat microphones for a living!' or '3 minute makeover - How to look like John Lennon in three easy steps' hehehe
Yes, there is a big sound with many instruments - I love the national for their diverse musical ability. Matt Berninger has a deep drone voice - awkward in his actions and a bit Aspergerish. It is the drone (like an omn sound) that I enjoy - it is like a neutral line amongst the fluffy dips intwined instrumental sounds.
Here is a very serious and intense question for all fellow brethren and sisters out there. It's a question of vital importance and groundshaking magnitude.
Do any of you live in an area that requires you to carry a pooper scooper when you walk your dog?
I can honestly and happily say that I do not. In fact, I don't even have a dog but thought this would be a heartfelt topic to ponder over. I have nothing against dogs. After all, I've seen Lassie, Benji, Sheep Dog and a host of others. However, I find it a revolting thought and act to be mandated to physically handle a dog's chocolate nugget right when it's fresh from the oven. In fact, I view it as a good deterrent from ever getting a dog.
Again, dogs are great, but can we not train them all to use the toilet, or at least to hold it in at all costs until they have access to one?
Let us ponder this massive topic of great importance.....
"...Following a dog with a little scooper. If aliens are watching this through telescopes, and they see two life forms, one of them's making a poop, the other one's carrying it for him, who would you assume is in charge?"
I vehemently oppose spinach, but I like chocolate. Just consider that you do not like spinach as well. If the two is all that existed, and you had to choose between the two, which would it be? Spinach, which is healthy yet abominable in the sight of all creation. Or would it be chocolate, which would ensure happiness to your life, though may be shorter? I leave you to your thoughts...
Hollie mollie that's a loaded question ....Ok Hitler was defenetly one of them wow that man created monsters and death..um Jesus who taught love and acceptance and that has been handed down to millions of people,and the other one would have to be personal my Grandfather.He had a major inpact in his little world,maybe not major history changing events.In a way though I guess he did.I wouldn't be here nor would my children or my cousins and so on.Also he was a brave soldier who fought for our freedom in the world wars...so there
I wish this one was a funny post, but in my research I have found the foundations of most all of today's societal problems in the "turn of the century" dealings of Carnegie, Morgan and Rockefeller. I guess to make it a more "spirited" post we could all discuss various and unique ways of imposing severe nose tweekages on our history choices.
Personally, I can easily devise a use for those dark chocolate canine nuggets we discussed earler, in relation to these fine gentlemen.
Another topic of deep reflection. I've never been to England, but would love to someday. Is Parliament that self conscious about their hair that they feel it necessary to wear wigs? Just wondering. You know, a little Head-n-Shoulders goes a long way for a healthy and happy hair life.
I thank you for your forensic analysis of Parliament. It explains a whole lot. However, if that's the case then I hope our government in the States takes note and adopts the same practice.
Tattoo. You are probably right. A tattoo on the tuschy might make it a little painful during defocation. We all know that for a man, sitting on the golden porcelain throne is a great male past time. It's like baseball in America, or boating for islanders, or rice for the Orientals - it's just a must!
yeah thanks that's dawned on me already my 15 year old daughter blames me for all the ills in her world--thanks to my ex,my 14 year old doesn't really connect with me bcoz for most of his life he didnt think i was his dad/neither did i and my 12 year old is in a school with bad kids so he has to be a douche--or so he thinks
My brother is autistic, we just "celebrated" his 18th birthday. It must suck to not really be able to express himself, I talk to him a lot but it just frustrates him as he is still non verbal. (no communication except maybe one word now and then)
I guess the thing for all of us to remember, when dealing with conditions like this, is that it is just as frustrating for them as it is for us - in fact, more so. As long as we keep our hand extended in love and friendship all will be fine when we finally embrace, with clarity of thought, on the other side.
Hey, Fabes! How's it going? Tacos are never out. However, I will tell you what is always out - kim chi! How revolting! How abominable! How incredibly wrong! It's a disgrace to all edibleness and civility to fine dining.
Let me know if I gather correctly. Because your son has this condition, you are both "sidelined" from those around you? If so, this is grevious indeed. Others don't know what they are missing from befriending such individuals. Many great and outstanding minds in history have been those who had various forms of autism or mental dysfunction. These individuals tend to function better when they are focused on something. Because of this they often excel in that focus. Well, if you are sidelined you can take a little comfort in knowing that in my book, you're all aces!
I like Cagsil, but I am far too religious for his liking. We are civil with each other though. Actually, I bet most of us in here would enjoy one another's company if our true colors were manifest. Many see me as an extreme religious zealot, but I have an abundance of love for humor. That alone, makes a good foundation upon which we can form a good relationship.
I hate being fooled. Last year I was at a store. They had a sample dish there. It looked awesome. I thought it would be grilled marinated steak. NO! It was soft and gooey and come to find out - it was a mushroom! False and abominable! Sick and depraved! I tell you. Mushrooms have much more appeal coming out the other end then how they look going in. Oh, Lord, why hast thou forsaken me....
I agree about the mushrooms. I used to have to sort, wash and prep mushrooms in a Chinese restaurant. On the other, this forum and that are for us to not argue, which I like. It's a meeting of minds without all the fuss.
I didn't sleep last night and now it has caught up. I hate to go, as you make me laugh. I like this side of you better than the grand debater.
What's wrong Fabes? Not up to the challenge? Oh, wait - what's that I hear? I hear "chicken" in the background. Just kidding, I didn't mean it. I actually like chicken (another pun)! Have yourself a wonderful night and catch a few beauty Z's for me. Toodles Fabes!
I'm a little confused as to what exactly people in the hubbers hangout want to talk about. I've posted topics on many areas but never seem to hit that topic that everyone is interrested in so I'm curious if you guys...
Good and evil, the size of JLo's butt or the Alignment of photos.I *am however wondering where PDS is. I have not seen him in about a week. Where are you PDS? Come get your scepter and robe, my friend.