Poetry and Potpourri .... October 15-16, 2003

10-15-2002 | JustAmy, St.Louie1 and Mama_Bear

[JustAmy]

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The Poetry Branch has been in limbo since the prior hostess left FreeRepublic April 15th 2003. We've since learned that said hostess has lost her posting privilege. That being the case, and Jim Robinson having given his ok, I wanted to renew the thread.

FreeRepublic is blessed with many fine poets, and we look forward to seeing their poems posted on FR once again. There were many non-poet FReepers who visited the Poetry Branch for the camaraderie; we hope they will return.

I would like to invite everyone to visit and relax at Poetry and Potpourri. Hopefully you will renew old acquaintances for chatting, sharing jokes, telling stories, posting cartoons, etc. Everyone needs a place to escape from the everyday news, make Poetry and Potpourri that place.

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The Belvedere's Guardian Wolf ~
the always charming, lovable, huggable,
LouieWolf.

[Sabertooth]

Not going near that.

[Darksheare]

No comment.

[The Mayor]

move on, nothing here, just changing my tag line : )

[JustAmy]

I'm finally back ..... aren't those responses from kids great. Always good for a laugh or and ahhhhh.

Thanks, Lonestar.

[JustAmy]

Hope you give us a look when the costumes are finished.

I bought a couple of decorations and will buy two or three pumpkins. I bought too much candy today, but guess who will eat it. We are too far out in the boonies to get any trick or treaters.

[JustAmy]

A blonde made several attempts to sell her old car. She was having a lot of problems finding a buyer because the car had 340,000 miles on it. She discussed her problem with a brunette that she worked with at a bar.

The brunette suggested, "There may be a chance to sell that car easier, but it's not going to be legal."

"That doesn't matter at all," replied the blonde. "All that matters it that I am able to sell this car."

"Alright," replied the brunette. In a quiet voice, she told the blonde: "Here is the address of a friend of mine. He owns a car repair shop around here. Tell him I sent you, and he will turn the counter back on your car to 40,000 miles. Then it shouldn't be a problem to sell your car."

The following weekend, the blonde took a trip to the mechanic on the brunette's advice.

About one month after that, the brunette saw the blonde and asked, "Did you sell your car?"

"No!" replied the blonde. "Why should I? It only has 40,000 miles on it."

[JustAmy]

The new thread is here

[Darksheare]

*Snort!*

[JustAmy]

Did you get lost again? LOL

[Darksheare]

Yup.
Stuck in yesterday.
I'm trapped!

[JustAmy]

LOL