Posted on 01/01/2022 1:44:52 AM PST by weston
Too funny! I sent that to my boys.
Ididn’t know this,maybe I should since we have Choctaw in our family line. :)
I made my own hash brown potatoes this year... when I was digging up my potatoes I ended up nicking about a third of them. So instead of trying to cook them all, I grated them for frozen hash browns. Turned out great!
They are out of ideas.
Fake election = fake president = no results.
Brings to mind a passage from classic (American) literature.
Mark Twain, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
There was only one thing wanting to make Mr. Walters’ ecstasy complete, and that was a chance to deliver a Bible-prize and exhibit a prodigy. Several pupils had a few yellow tickets, but none had enough—he had been around among the star pupils inquiring. He would have given worlds, now, to have that German lad back again with a sound mind.
And now at this moment, when hope was dead, Tom Sawyer came forward with nine yellow tickets, nine red tickets, and ten blue ones, and demanded a Bible. This was a thunderbolt out of a clear sky. Walters was not expecting an application from this source for the next ten years. But there was no getting around it—here were the certified checks, and they were good for their face. Tom was therefore elevated to a place with the Judge and the other elect, and the great news was announced from headquarters. It was the most stunning surprise of the decade, and so profound was the sensation that it lifted the new hero up to the judicial one’s altitude, and the school had two marvels to gaze upon in place of one. The boys were all eaten up with envy—but those that suffered the bitterest pangs were those who perceived too late that they themselves had contributed to this hated splendor by trading tickets to Tom for the wealth he had amassed in selling whitewashing privileges. These despised themselves, as being the dupes of a wily fraud, a guileful snake in the grass.
The prize was delivered to Tom with as much effusion as the superintendent could pump up under the circumstances; but it lacked somewhat of the true gush, for the poor fellow’s instinct taught him that there was a mystery here that could not well bear the light, perhaps; it was simply preposterous that this boy had warehoused two thousand sheaves of Scriptural wisdom on his premises—a dozen would strain his capacity, without a doubt.
Amy Lawrence was proud and glad, and she tried to make Tom see it in her face—but he wouldn’t look. She wondered; then she was just a grain troubled; next a dim suspicion came and went—came again; she watched; a furtive glance told her worlds—and then her heart broke, and she was jealous, and angry, and the tears came and she hated everybody. Tom most of all (she thought).
Tom was introduced to the Judge; but his tongue was tied, his breath would hardly come, his heart quaked—partly because of the awful greatness of the man, but mainly because he was her parent. He would have liked to fall down and worship him, if it were in the dark. The Judge put his hand on Tom’s head and called him a fine little man, and asked him what his name was. The boy stammered, gasped, and got it out:
“Tom.”
“Oh, no, not Tom—it is—”
“Thomas.”
“Ah, that’s it. I thought there was more to it, maybe. That’s very well. But you’ve another one I daresay, and you’ll tell it to me, won’t you?”
“Tell the gentleman your other name, Thomas,” said Walters, “and say sir. You mustn’t forget your manners.”
“Thomas Sawyer—sir.”
“That’s it! That’s a good boy. Fine boy. Fine, manly little fellow. Two thousand verses is a great many—very, very great many. And you never can be sorry for the trouble you took to learn them; for knowledge is worth more than anything there is in the world; it’s what makes great men and good men; you’ll be a great man and a good man yourself, some day, Thomas, and then you’ll look back and say, It’s all owing to the precious Sunday-school privileges of my boyhood—it’s all owing to my dear teachers that taught me to learn—it’s all owing to the good superintendent, who encouraged me, and watched over me, and gave me a beautiful Bible—a splendid elegant Bible—to keep and have it all for my own, always—it’s all owing to right bringing up! That is what you will say, Thomas—and you wouldn’t take any money for those two thousand verses—no indeed you wouldn’t. And now you wouldn’t mind telling me and this lady some of the things you’ve learned—no, I know you wouldn’t—for we are proud of little boys that learn. Now, no doubt you know the names of all the twelve disciples. Won’t you tell us the names of the first two that were appointed?”
Tom was tugging at a button-hole and looking sheepish. He blushed, now, and his eyes fell. Mr. Walters’ heart sank within him. He said to himself, it is not possible that the boy can answer the simplest question—why did the Judge ask him? Yet he felt obliged to speak up and say:
“Answer the gentleman, Thomas—don’t be afraid.”
Tom still hung fire.
“Now I know you’ll tell me,” said the lady. “The names of the first two disciples were—”
“David And Goliah!”
Let us draw the curtain of charity over the rest of the scene.
Trump would be well served to hire 100 Freepers rather than the DC and Republican insiders he had in his first administration.
Winsome Sears is terrific.
The Chinese need to postpone the Winter Olympics. Japan did it for the summer Olympics and it worked out.
Very clever! And a much less worth than trying to cook them all at once. So if you nick a potato, it doesn’t store well?
I think it depends on the type of potato, but yeah, they tend to rot easier
Very fitting passage for what is happening...
Thank you for the good information and stories about homemade food for dogs and cats. I have always fed table scraps to my pets in addition to their dry food, and the vet scolds me. But it has never caused them any health issues.
We get a cow butchered every couple of years and we always ask for the bones as well. The dogs are crazy over the raw bones and I make bone broth which I give the dogs (and my family, but it doesn’t sit well with me)
I’ve been reading similar rumbles.
Hmmmm, is right 🤔
Just got off the phone with my Mom!
Made my night and week!
Love we have so much in common!
America First!
God Bless President Donald J. Trump!
Absurd
LOL
Some of the folks around here would have about the same effect on DC as a 100 megaton warhead.
And that's only if you could persuade them to go near the place.
Hi jane and everyone.I’m still in Johnson City Tennessee for a day or more — will hopefully be able to return to North Carolina on Wednesday. my friend and I made a snowman today. It wasn’t very big or very pretty but we had fun as we made - it pictures on Facebook if you want to see ~~ you won’t be overly impressed trust me
Sen. Ron Johnson Blast Fauci For Track Record Of Blocking Effective AIDS Treatment
In the 1980s, Fauci withheld Bactrim, an early treatment medication that could have prevented AIDS patients from developing a particularly virulent form of pneumonia that was the most common cause of death for AIDS patients.
Turning back to COVID-19, Johnson argued, “[Fauci] is using the exact same playbook for COVID as he did for AIDS: Ignoring therapy, like Bactrim, or the cornucopia of cheap, generic repurposed drugs that are being used successfully to treat COVID and save lives.”
“The solution has always been early treatment,” Johnson said. “But, again, Dr. Fauci is ignoring therapy and pushing a vaccine.”
Through refusing to explore early treatment options, Johnson contended, Fauci’s advice could have contributed to “as many as 500,000 lives” to be “needlessly lost.”
Is FRAUDci going to go after, and smear Sen Johnson like he did Sen Paul and Sen Walker (?) for merely telling the TRUTH about him?
Evil munchkin.
Good for Johnson to not let this slip down the memory hole. Gay activists hated Fauci in the 1980’s.
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