Posted on 02/17/2006 5:00:51 AM PST by Xenophobic Alien
Happy Friday Everyone!
That tractor...a Minneapolis Moline!!! My Granddaddy had an MM!!! I remember riding on it with him when I was little. Thing had a big lever for the clutch instead of a pedal. One of the first vehicles I drove.
Thanks for the great memories you helped me bring up.
(New tagline every Friday, stay tuned for more)
| You Are Ned Flanders |
 And you are called to make the world a better place, especially for left handed people. You will be remembered for: your goofy expressions - "hi-dilly, ho-dilly!" Your life philosophy: "I've done everything the Bible says - even the stuff that contradicts the other stuff!" |
Ho-dilly!
BTW - is FR slow today or is it just my computer?
Suppose that every day, ten men go out for dinner and all eat the exact same meal. The bill for all ten comes to $100. They decided to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes, so they divided the bill like this:
The first four men — those with the lowest income — would pay nothing. The fifth would pay $1, the sixth $3, the seventh $7, the eighth $12, the ninth $18, and the tenth man — the one with the highest income — would pay $59.
One day, the owner threw them a curve (in tax language, a tax cut).
“Since you are all such good customers,” he said, “I’m going to reduce the cost of your daily meal by $20.” So now dinner for the ten only cost $80.00.
The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes.
So the first four men were unaffected. They would still eat for free. But what about the other six — the paying customers? How could they divvy up the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his “fair share”?
The six men realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from everybody’s share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would end up being PAID to eat their meal. So the restaurant owner suggested that it would be fair to reduce each man’s bill by roughly the same amount.
And so the fifth man paid nothing, the sixth pitched in $2, the seventh paid $5, the eighth paid $9, the ninth paid $12, leaving the tenth man with a bill of $52 instead of his earlier $59. Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to eat for free.
But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare their savings. “I only got $1 out of the $20,” declared the sixth man, then, pointing to the tenth. “But he got $7!”. “Yeah, that’s right,” exclaimed the fifth man, “I only saved $1, too. It’s unfair that he got seven times more than me!”
”That’s true!” shouted the seventh man, “Why should he get $7 back when I got only $2? The wealthy get all the breaks!”
“Wait a minute,” yelled the first four men in unison, “We didn’t get anything at all. The system exploits the poor!”
The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up. The next night he didn’t show up for dinner, so the nine sat down and ate without him.
But when it came time to pay the bill, they discovered, a little late what was very important. They were $52 short of paying the bill!
Hey! I'm not old or big!
It's really slow. I wonder if it's related to the site going down yesterday. Perhaps still having some troubles.
I got a good laugh this morning. I give my wife a little bit of a hard time because she can't spell. But this morning I got a real good laugh. It seems that late last night she was finishing the shopping list, so that she could get the groceries after work today. The last entry on the sheet was supposed to be "Hostess Fruit Pies."
She wrote Hotass Fruit pies.
Uday - everyone thinks FR is slow - did you break it?
;-)
not old or big, but exactly where's the $11.84?
very funny hotass. LOL!
btw, why don't you get groceries after work?
I'm ducking now,
Abu Hamzandwich
How can a FReeper not choose "destroying hippies" as a hobby?
PB never loaned it to me.
Cause I'll find out....oh yes...I'll find out....
I don't get the groceries because I stay home with our 4 year old daughter. That way Mommy can shop in peace.
Plus, I get a lot of stuff that's not on the list and that I don't need to be eating anyway.
That's what I chose...it told me I was Homer.
CHUPACABRA!
Even if he just spooned you? Or asked you to spoon him? Or wait, what if he didn't even ask, but maybe in the middle of the night you woke up and realized that you were committing inadvertant spoonage? I mean, if you stopped, there'd be nothing overtly gay about that, beyond sharing a sleeping bag with Donny Osmond.
The jury is still out for me. I'd at least need to see what Marie was planning to wear that weekend.
Owl_Eagle(If what I just wrote makes you sad or angry,
I don't get the groceries because I stay home with our 4 year old daughter. That way Mommy can shop in peace.
Plus, I get a lot of stuff that's not on the list and that I don't need to be eating anyway.
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