Posted on 11/04/2005 6:25:31 AM PST by BJClinton
Weee! This has been one rough week. But, hey, we got a new Supreme court nominee *AND* I just found out Mrs. BJClinton is expecting. That's right folks, there's another smart-a** on the way. Alrighty, enough about me, let the silliness begin!
I still laugh when I think about one freeper's reply to Polygamy Marraige...
One asks the Polygamist-SO what's it's like to have 3 wives???
Polygamist answers- Well it's like Bitching in Surround Sound! HAHA...
Okay Joke...
What do Gay Termites eat>>>>
Answer: Woodpeckers! HAHAHAHHAHA
For all the Italians out there or those who are lucky enough to be married to an Italian, or even to be friends of Italians. .
An elderly Italian man lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite Italian anisette sprinkle cookies wafting up the stairs. Gathering his remaining strength, he lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs.
With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Where if not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven, for there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite anisette sprinkled cookies.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted Italian wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in a crumpled posture. His parched lips parted, the wondrous taste of the cookie was already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life.
The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife....."Don't touch!" she said, "They're for the funeral."
***All American Kid***
Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.
You were well rounded and well liked in high school.
Who Were You In High School?
http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/
In fact my senior yearbook lists my pet peeves as "Jocks, Preps, and Rah-Rahs".
LOL.
| All American Kid |
 Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain. You were well rounded and well liked in high school. |
Two posts pulled before 0630!?
Is that a new record?
Gee I wonder why?
Come on Jersey you fit right in here like a oval peg in a rectangle hole.
All American Kid
Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.
You were well rounded and well liked in high school.
With me, I was the black sheep, the hippie in a socially motivated, preppy family.
I always say: With me Mom wanted pink. She got purple.
my son use to do that 21 years ago !
Oh well. Some days, ya know!
LOL, cool description.
MY boyfriend in 10th grade had hair longer than mine..My dad use to say I don't know which one was me..HAHA he use to raz him and say are you going to wear a skirt soon too.
He finally gave up when my brothers and all the guys in the neighborhood wore shoulder length or longer hair..
Coach
At one point during a game, the coach said to one of his young players, "Do you understand what cooperation is? What a team is?"
The little boy nodded in the affirmative.
"Do you understand that what matters is whether we win together as a team?"
The little boy nodded yes.
"So," the coach continued, "when a strike is called, or you're out at first, you don't argue or curse or attack the umpire. Do you understand all that?"
Again the little boy nodded.
"Good," said the coach.
"Now go over there and explain it to your mother."
Slacker Kid!?
LOL!!!
My hubby has curly hair. It was so very pretty when it was long.
To keep it straight, he'd put Dippy Doo on his hair and cover it with a stocking at night. No sh*t.
My life's story in one short sentence!
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