Well, I guess it's been sold. It was Bilbo Baggins' home.
Posted on 10/03/2005 5:10:08 PM PDT by RedBloodedAmerican
LOL. You and I have been on the same threads tonight! :-)
I knew it! I just knew it!! lol
Well, I think Bush must know something that I don't know about her. But I do know the SCJ interprets law, not writes them. At least, thats the way its sposed to be...anyways, the original post is true to the best of my knowledge. Dems honor.
hehe
yep!! :)
I am going to move to New Zealand and buy a Hobbit Hole. You can have electricity, I don't care for it anymore.
You have your fingers crossed behind your back, doncha, on the Dems' Honor?
I also think Pres. Bush knows something we don't know, or at least I surely hope so.
Well, I guess it's been sold. It was Bilbo Baggins' home.
"I put a check in "your opinions" and also breaking, not knowing if a "your opinions" post would go there or not and it did even tho i didnt expect it to."
So that's what happened. You weren't logged in when you posted. Used to happen a lot more often. That's an easy one to fix. Just go back to post number one and click on the "Report Abuse" button. In the box that pops up, type "I wasn't logged in when I posted this." and hit "send". The mods will straighten everything out in no time.
Lame.
Lame.
hehe
the more people that don't like this thread, the more I LIKE it!!
Way to go :)
yeah it is
What for?
Hey RBA, long time no see.
Yeah, I guess the constant abuse around here has finally made me lose my mind. Am I logged in?
That is a better source than CNN...
Could you set the bar a bit higher, Like say the Weekly World News.
HURRICANE KATRINA KO'S FLYING SAUCER!
UFO DOWN!
'Don't let them take me to Area 51! Please . . . ' it begged
By DICK SIEGEL
NEW ORLEANS, La. -- While on assignment covering Hurricane Katrina as she vented her wrath on New Orleans, I had no idea that in the midst of hell on earth that I would make contact with beings from another galaxy!
As I snapped photo after photo of the storm, I soon became aware of a small silver disc being buffeted by the Category 4 hurricane high above the Big Easy. The disc was trying valiantly to maintain a headlong course into the wind. Suddenly I saw a beam of light shoot from the UFO. I zoomed in my camera for a better look.
Amazingly, the UFO was blasting concentric circles of light right into the eye of the hurricane. That's when a series of lightning strikes hit the UFO and it suddenly lost control.
The UFO spun about madly and began to dive straight down. It shook wildly as it tried to gain altitude, spinning like an out of control top and headed straight for the Superdome. The saucer tried to brake but skidded along the roof of the sports arena, ripping off chunks of concrete and steel in its wake. The debris trailed behind the UFO as it shot along rooftops and into the floodwaters.
Azure smoke poured from the saucer. I waded through the waist-deep floodwaters and made my way to the downed craft. It sat at an ugly angle, half submerged. There was no one else around. Suddenly a triangular doorway appeared in the smooth surface of the UFO.
My heart snuggled tight in my throat as I entered the ship from another world. The first chamber was fitted with strange glowing tubes and what appeared to be televisions. A three dimensional weather hologram of the region revolved slowly like a broken carousel. If only I could read their strange writing, I might have known what I was looking at. Then I heard someone -- or something -- cry out.
I stumbled through an examination room with floating white tables, clamps and alien probes. I entered what appeared to be the cockpit of the craft. Behind me, the waters were rising. Before me were two ETs, their bodies fried and mangled. One was already dead and decomposing rapidly in the Earth's atmosphere. The other gestured weakly toward me with a spindly white finger.
"Come closer," I heard in my mind's ear as the lone survivor communicated telepathically with me.
I obeyed. The alien was breathing with difficulty through air holes in its long face.
"My partner and I come from the V'egan Star System, a hundred light years from here," he explained. "We were on a specimen- collecting mission when we saw the living winds approach. We tried to study them but became trapped in the vortex. When we tried to withdraw your air-electricity struck us. It is a most powerful weapon."
"It is not a weapon," I said with my mind. "It is a force of nature."
"It is fearsome nonetheless," he said.
The ship groaned and shuddered.
"Your face seems kind," he went on. "Don't let them take me to Area 51! Please . . ."
With that, the V'egan's mirrored eyes rolled inward, closing forever.
The ship suddenly lurched hard, propelling the dead alien into the murky waters at my feet. I managed to hold on to one of the seats. As strange green sparks erupted from the console I stumbled out as fast as I could. I made it to the doorway just as the levee broke. I jumped onto a nearby rooftop as an onrushing torrent slammed more flotsam into the saucer. The crippled UFO was swept by the thundering deluge out to sea and quickly sank with a grim finality. I was picked up hours later by a Coast Guard chopper.
I felt helpless and humble as I joined the displaced masses in the city. Despite their obvious technological superiority, the poor V'egans had been no better equipped to face nature unleashed than we were.
The lightning may not have been a weapon per se, but it was a message -- perhaps even a warning. It was as though Mother Nature were telling us all, "Never forget: However big or fine you get, there's always someone bigger and finer."
Nice story, Valin!
That does it.
You and I will never vote for GW again for president.
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