Posted on 07/01/2005 6:11:11 AM PDT by TheBigB
Ooga-booga and yadda yadda yadda! : ) It's FRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYY! Time for SILLINESS!!
"Has anybody seen my mummy?" 
NOTE: this image is no way proof of the existence of little green men from mars. Or blue ones. Or grey ones. Although some might think that it is.
The Italian Tomato Garden.
An old Italian man lived alone in the country.
He wanted to dig his tomato garden,
but it was very hard work as the ground was hard.
His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison.
The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament.
Dear Vincent,
I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able
to plant my tomato garden this year.
I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.
If you were here my troubles would be over.
I know you would dig the plot for me.
Love Dad
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Not for nothing, but don't dig up that garden.
That's where I buried the BODIES.
Love Vinnie
At 4 a.m. the next morning,
FBI agents and local police arrived and dug
up the entire area without finding any bodies.
They apologized to the old man and left.
That same day the old man received another letter from his son.
Dear Dad,
Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now.
That's the best I could do under the circumstances.
Love Vinnie
The doctors have prepared everyone for the inevitable; "There is no hope," they say.
The preacher has been to do his duty to the dying man and the family has said their good bys.
The old man is lying in his bed contemplating eternity when the most wonderful aroma begins to fill his nostrils. His beloved wife is baking his favorite cookies -- Oatmeal Raisin (Well, there is no counting for taste). He drags himself from his deathbed and down the hall to the kitchen where he sees the most wondrous sight of his life -- a whole plater of the cookies cooling on the counter. He shuffles over and with trembling hands brings one of the crispy confections to his mouth and takes a delicious bite, then another and another. He gains strength with each bite and is almost full recovered from his long illness when he hears a familiar voice
"HENRY! Shame on you!! THOSE ARE FOR THE FUNERAL!!!"
Bump for later.
I need to have someone bring me really greasy tex-mex (made me think of sex - sorry... where was I - oh, yeah) food.....
Dash if you go to Dayton you get see my buddies from the Indiana Aviation Museum. They're performing there.
And panty hose.
Man thinks he is Mary Poppins.. http://media2.big-boys.com/bbfilez/mary.wmv
Well, I'm coasting into one right now. Get feeling better, Dasher.
Cocktail hour is in full swing on this side of the world.
Can do - which woman and what plane exactly?
Tequilatubby!!! LMAO!!!!
Thanks! You just made my day.
You're a sexy girl! You are beautiful, and you
love attention from guys, and are very
flirtatous.
What kind of girl are you? (with pix!)
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Let's write a silly story together. Take the part written before you, paste it into your reply, then add your own orignal content. Try to avoid ending the story. We'll probably get a few story lines going. How creative can we be?
Start:
"Oh, no!" the bunny said to himself. "I can't find my pancake. It's Friday and I can't go out without my pancake. Where could it possibly be?"
He was hopping madly around the burrow looking for his pancake when suddenly he remembered...
Shalom.
No plans to go to Dayton - but it should be awesome!
If you only knew how many times we've discussed that only a man could have invented a mammogram.
And panty hose.
And high heels.
My Diary, " Honey-Cat ", age 2+ , day 751 : " My captors continue to torment me with bizarre dangling objects. They eat lavish meals in my presense while I am forced to subsist on dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me going is the hope of eventuall escape...that, and the satisfaction I get from occassionally ruining some pieces of furniture. I fear I may be going insane. Please send cream and money."-Honey-Cat
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