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Posted on 07/27/2004 10:46:31 PM PDT by JustAmy
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I found some on a website...I'm just not html-literate enough to post them.
Oh...and I was going to be cute about it and post the picture 10 times...but I couldn't get it to work. *sigh*
where is the URL
Ooooooh yeah! Thanks. :-D
I learn something new everyday.
Ping to #65...look what I can do now. :-D
When I was little, my mom would let my brother and I have pop from a pop machine at the school she taught at. It was so neat - real pop bottles. We would slide the bottles sideways until they got in this dispenser. We would put our money in and pull the bottle out. We would then remove the bottle caps with the bottle opener that was attached to the side of the machine. The school replaced it with a canned soda machine. My brother and I were greatly disappointed when they did that. They just don't make them like they used to...
*sigh* I just sounded old there didn't I?
Green garden grass snakes can be dangerous.
Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes.
A couple in Sweetwater, Texas had a lot of potted plants, and during a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect them from a possible freeze.
It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of the plants and when it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa. She let out a very loud scream.
The husband, who was taking a shower, ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was.
She told him there was a snake under the sofa. He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold nosed him on the rear. He thought the snake had bitten him and he fainted.
His wife thought he had a heart attack, so she called an ambulance. The attendants rushed in and loaded him on the stretcher and started carrying him out.
About that time the snake came out from under the sofa and one of the Emergency Medical Technicians saw it and dropped his end of the stretcher. That's when the man broke his leg and why he is still in the hospital. The wife still had the problem of the snake in the house, so she called on a neighbor man. He volunteered to capture the snake. He armed himself with a rolled-up newspaper and began poking under the couch. Soon he decided it was gone and told the woman, who sat down on the sofa in relief. But in relaxing, her hand dangled in between the cushion where she felt the snake wriggling around. She screamed and fainted, the snake rushed back under the sofa and the neighbor man, seeing her laying there passed out tried to use CPR to revive her.
The neighbor's wife, who had just returned from shopping at the grocery store, saw her husband's mouth on the woman's mouth and slammed her husband on the back of the head with a bag of canned goods, knocking him out and cutting his scalp to a point where it needed stitches.
An ambulance was again called when it was determined that the injury required hospitalization.
The noise woke the woman from her dead faint and she saw her neighbor lying on the floor with his wife bending over him, so she assumed he had been bitten by the snake. She went to the kitchen, brought back a small bottle of whiskey, and began pouring it down the man's throat.
By now the police had arrived. They saw the unconscious man, smelled the whiskey, and assumed that a drunken fight had occurred. They were about to arrest them all, when the two women tried to explain how it all happened over a little green snake.
The ambulance arrived and took away the neighbor and his sobbing wife. Just then the little snake crawled out from under the couch. One of the policemen drew his gun and fired at it. He missed the snake and hit the leg of the end table that was on one side of the sofa. The table fell over and the lamp on it shattered and as the bulb broke, it started a fire in the drapes.
The other policeman tried to beat out the flames and fell through the window into the yard on top of the family dog, who startled, jumped up and raced out into the street, where an oncoming car swerved to avoid it and smashed into the parked police car and set it on fire.
Meanwhile, the burning drapes had spread to the walls and the entire house was blazing. Neighbors had called the fire department and the arriving fire truck had started raising his ladder when they were halfway down the street. The rising ladder tore out the overhead wires and pulled out the electricity and disconnected telephones in a ten-square city block area.
Time passed...
Both men were discharged from the hospital. The house was re-built. The police acquired a new car, and all was right with the world.
About a year later the original couple were watching TV and the weatherman announced a cold snap for that night. The husband asked his wife if she thought they should bring in their plants for the night.
She shot him...
Nope. That's the exact mental image that I get when I think of the word gelid.
The cold of that water would go straight to the bones of your fingers. That was cold water.
That is 12. You only need 10. Was my post any help?
When you stop learning, you begin to die.
NnB is too funny for words.
Yep, your post was a big help. Thank you! I just followed the directions and it worked.
As for the 12...I found those while I was searching for the bottle cap I found earlier. I figured I'd just give them all to ya. But if you want to give me two back, that's fine with me. :)
So true. That's why I'm gonna stay in school forever. :)
Me too!!
I am glad I could help. I keep a file with a ton of copies of what I sent you. That way I can cut and paste till my eyes spin.
Your tagline once said you don't give up. So I thought I'd make a donation for both of us.
I have a lot of up. Sometimes I can't sleep because of it. You know -- I'd like to sleep, but I'm still up.
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