Under the circumstances, not bad...
Posted on 11/28/2013 11:24:48 AM PST by Rex1971
Edited on 11/28/2013 11:27:18 AM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
Anyone who opposes the Affordable Care Act is a subhuman. It is a great law but lying republicans are trying to destroy it. I signed up with no problem on the website. Republicans want to repeal my new insurance. Obama is a hero!
“And don’t get dirty!”
Plus there’s the post-Christmas debris ... many more Lego-bits, and I’m still finding packaging materials in corners.
Anoreth didn’t take the gecko, which is just as fine as if she had.
“I drove down to the gate, and there was a solid fog just on the other side. I got out of the truck, opened the gate, and then I walked over to the fog, and touched it.” Michael’s face was red.
“Was it wet, like a cloud?” Uncle Hiram asked.
“It was like a wall! I’m telling you, it was solid!” He took a sip of coffee for a moment, trying to calm down.
“Then I got a three-pound hammer out of the truck and I beat on the wall. I didn’t even leave a mark. I know from here it looks like fog, but up close it looks like milky glass. But it’s solid! And you’ll notice that it goes completely around the farm. Whatever it is, we’re stuck inside it.”
All that day, the adults were in a tizzy, trying to assess the meaning and scope of their enclosure. The kids mirrored the adult concern.
No one could raise a signal on the radio. The television, spotty at best, was now just static. The telephone didn’t work, and even an old CB radio Uncle Hiram hooked up did not receive a response.
Finally Hiram told everyone to stop making a fuss and go on about their work. He said he would let them know when it was time to worry.
What could go wrong?
I call that being definitely fog-bound...
“It’s eating Timmy again!”
“Now Timmy, what did I tell you about being delicious to the neighbors?”
LOL!
Hiya. I finally got a great look at the flying squirel last night at about 8pm my time. I took 4 photos. 3 are horrible and the 4th is pretty distorted. You can make out something in the feeder. If anyone cares to see it let me know and I will post the link to my photobucket acct.
Cool! I will post to my photobucket account soon and then post the link here. I also found my baby fawn photo and the 1st moose photo I took up here thru my facebook acct. I will post them at that acct as soon as I remember how to do it!
Timmy? Oh, is that his name? The boy with one arm, only one foot, and a missing ear?
I've been calling him "Lucky".
Such a sweet boy ...
Timmy is too good to be eaten all at once....
Please do.
Oh yuck! Yes, that Timothy....
Mental image is of some squid like monster just outside the window holding Timmy in a tentacle or three while nibbling on him as he is held halfway through the window.
His mother berating him for harassing the poor neighbor all the while.
Lassie, ah, Lassie.
Always imagined that lassie led Timmy into danger in an effort to destroy him, lassie barking at his parents wasn’t a warning but instead bragging about it.
“Ha ha! Even as we speak, your progeny is having his face rearranged by a bear! Soon he will be destroyed!” Lassie barked, a slight German accent wafting into the brag.
“What is it, lassie? We have to save Timmy again? Let’s go save Timmy!” Lassie’s owners were oblivious, they raced off to rescue their son who would have been critter food ages ago were it not for his strange invulnerability.
“What?! No! Destroy! He’s being destroyed! You fools! Gaaah!” Lassie could but only follow.
So I’m not the only one who thought that. And that Marlin Perkins was a world-class Clymer who really hated animals (except for Dinner), which is why Jim was always the one battling the baboons and crocodiles.
There is the link. As you can see it is a terrible photo.
Under the circumstances, not bad...
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