Posted on 02/27/2022 6:42:25 AM PST by Mrs. Warrior
A Story About Greed.
Some years ago, our home school group was going to Silver Dollar City for a field trip. One girl had a very plump friend visiting and at lunch time she ate a lot of food and I gulped when I was expected to pay for it all.
At Silver Dollar City, we went to see Grandpa's House; the one where the furniture was upside down on the ceiling and the walls and floors were not flat, plumb or square. It was a fun adventure, and I was first down the stairs to the basement, where the floor was sloped. I went fast forward and was wondering how I was going to stop! I saw a man sitting on a bench at the bottom across from the stairs and I ended up landing on his lap! I quickly scooted off! Next my friend came down behind me and she was a little bit bigger than me, and she landed on the man's lap too. “Are there any more of you” he asked? As he did so, the plump girl came barreling towards us even more out of control than we were. He said “oh, I see you two were the practice models and I was being set up for the big one”! We looked at each other "Time to run” and we ran for the exit door. We piled up in the doorway and the girl ran into us and we all went flying out the door! I was staggering around in a daze and my friend held up some fingers and asked me how many I saw, “Twelve” I quipped.
Later, when it was time to go home, all of the children squeezed into the van so tight one had their nose pressed into the window. As I came to an intersection on the highway, I asked my friend for directions only to find her sound sleep! I took what I thought was the right way, it wasn't. Soon, the “low Fuel” light came on and I pulled over at the next gas station. Waking, my friend got out and asked, “where are we?” I shrugged my shoulders and said I'll ask the attendant how to get back to the highway. He told me to go to the place where a wooden sign said, “Bill went over the hill”. I asked what that meant. “Bill died there” he stated seriously. “They couldn't afford a gravestone” I asked? “Bill was a dog”.
Continuing on through the Ozarks of Missouri, we were so tired we started to get “slap-happy”, you know, that condition a tired person finds themselves in when they are too focused to sleep and too tired to think straight.
Soon, my friend's husband, a guy who could get a little uptight, called, asking “where are you girls at, it's getting late”? I declared “we are on the slap side of happy and the south side of stupid!” He yelled at his wife, “did your friend just say she was going to slap me stupid”? She told him that we were looking for the location of the sign for a dead dog so we could get back on the interstate. He called back in a minute, “I looked at the map and I can't find a place called “Dead Dog”, try and be more specific”. Being ironic and a bit sarcastic, I declared it was a “Dachshund” and it was a doggone shame he didn't dash faster. We eventually made it home safely and delivered all the children to their rightful homes, I think.
This is a humorous story about greed and how having godliness with contentment is great gain.
Say what???
yes, what does that story mean?
Well...........Bye...
And soon it became a rotted weiler, being no more husky.
Question? Curiosity must ask: Do you remember the price
per gallon when you filled the tank?
Grandpa’s House sounds much like the odd structure Six Flags
over Texas had. Gravity playing mysterious games, yet do not
remember furniture on the ceiling.
Please, stay warm in this deep freeze. A transformer just blew here (one less squirell), no heat, and it’s cold!
Whatever I just read made no sense at all.
That's what I gleaned from it.
yes, what does that story mean?
Twelve. My dog is 12 today. It’s her birthday. She got lucky when I brought her home. Best dog Ever.
Oh, you mean this story? Entertaining.
Sound and Fury, honestly.
Well ok. You’ve got your lyrics, just need Neil Young or Manilow to add some tunes?
A fun story!
*laughs uneasily*
someone is smoking some good stuff...
Day drinking is never a good idea....
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