Dimensional Door - Freeople Thread 4

To: Servant of the Nine

If I really acted like I feel you'd all be in trouble and this thread wouldn't last the night..

41 posted on 07/03/2003 1:40:36 PM PDT by grannie9 (Come on you old fogey.. I'll show you a new wrinkle..... ;))

To: Canadian Outrage

Well, down here that's not all that uncommon either. LOL!

42 posted on 07/03/2003 1:41:17 PM PDT by sweetliberty ("Having the right to do a thing is not at all the same thing as being right in doing it.")

You can feel them wearing away at YOUR intelligence.
You can feel brain cells die as they speak.

When my generation wanted to eliminate brain cells we did it wholesale with halucinogenics as God intended.

So9

43 posted on 07/03/2003 1:43:30 PM PDT by Servant of the Nine (Real Texicans; we're grizzled, we're grumpy and we're armed)

Now let's go create some chaos...

Works for me ..

44 posted on 07/03/2003 1:43:40 PM PDT by Mo1

To: grannie9; lodwick; Mo1; Servant of the Nine

Well then, you're unique. But then, I think that is a prerequisite to being HERE.

Pineapple upside-down cake anyone?

45 posted on 07/03/2003 1:45:56 PM PDT by sweetliberty ("Having the right to do a thing is not at all the same thing as being right in doing it.")

To: Mo1; Darksheare

Can you wait until I finish my Fudgicle?

46 posted on 07/03/2003 1:48:21 PM PDT by grannie9 (Come on you old fogey.. I'll show you a new wrinkle..... ;))

Sure .. besides I need to jump in the shower and make it look like I've actually done something today before the hubby gets home

47 posted on 07/03/2003 1:50:04 PM PDT by Mo1

To: Servant of the Nine

Ha! I never said that was the work of God.
People my age are generally dumber than a brick.
They probably wouldn't feel any pain if you lobbed
afore mentioned brick at them. Actually, they'd most
likely laugh if you missed. Then use their fists.
That seems to be where they're mind works best....

48 posted on 07/03/2003 1:50:50 PM PDT by Darkchylde ("Arrrr! I be Darksheare's piratical protege! Fear me!.... Please?")

To: sweetliberty

Man - that cake brings back the memories of my mother's cooking...thanks.

49 posted on 07/03/2003 1:51:37 PM PDT by lodwick

You reminded me of a poem I find very self-descriptive. (No, I didn't write it. Emily Dickenson did, but I think we must be related).

"I felt a clearing in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it - seam by seam
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence raveled out of reach,
Like balls upon a floor.

50 posted on 07/03/2003 1:54:13 PM PDT by sweetliberty ("Having the right to do a thing is not at all the same thing as being right in doing it.")

Heh, you should MEET the teens in my area.
Big blue mohawks, greasy "chic" & the like.
I'm just scratching the surface.

51 posted on 07/03/2003 1:54:20 PM PDT by Darkchylde ("Arrrr! I be Darksheare's piratical protege! Fear me!.... Please?")

I'm just scratching the surface.

It happens a lot when you are around people like that, but 5% Dursban powder will generally clear up the infestation.

So9

52 posted on 07/03/2003 2:00:31 PM PDT by Servant of the Nine (Real Texicans; we're grizzled, we're grumpy and we're armed)

People my age are generally dumber than a brick.

They were dumb in our generation also

Some finally grew up .. the rest became Liberals

53 posted on 07/03/2003 2:00:40 PM PDT by Mo1

To: lodwick; grannie9; westmex; Darksheare; ValerieUSA; Mo1; All

The best July 4ths we used to have, were back in North Carolina, when Dom was stationed there, in the Airborne, and the boys were young...

We would have a big barbque at home...then we would set out for a big field down on Ft. Bragg...armed with our cooler of pop and beer, and a big blanket...we would spread the blanket, crack out the drinks, and slowly the field filled up to brimming, with all the soldiers, and their families...

Then starting time for the show began...a plane flew overhead, and some designated Airborne soldier, left the plane, his parachute opening, and he guided himself directly to the field, right in front of the bandstand...Then we were led in the Pledge and sang the Star Spangled Banner...then the band put on its show, of show tunes, pop tunes, and of course, patriotic tunes....

The adults were drinking, ,all the kids were running around playing with each other, some families brought their July 4th picnic basket, and all, were having a fine old time...

And then the finale, as the sky was dark....the 1812 Overature....the band played, and the kids ran up front, getting as close as they were allowed, to the big canons, brought to the field, for the 1812...it really was thrilling watching the soldiers loading the canons, firing the canons, reloading the canons, and refiring...just like a precision drill team...it really was so stirring...and of course, all the kids loved all that racket, and the smoke in the air from the canons....

And then the second finale began....The military put on a wonderful fireworks show....the sky was filled again and again, with marvelous fireworks....Ooohs and Aaaahs filled the air...

And by this time, it was near midnight, and the show was over...now making our way to the car, and getting stuck in a horrendous traffic jam on base, were just part of the fun...

Once home, the boys ran into the house to get their fireworks...the local little grocery store owner...Mz. Mason as we all called her, always sent her hubby down to South Carolina, to buy fireworks for her preferred customers...Proudly we were among her preferred group...a week or so before July 4th, we would saunter into her little grocery, and with wink and a nod, ask her if our order had come in...she would nod yes....and when all the other customers had left the store, she would go under the counter, and pull out our bag of goodies, and I would pay up, and the boys could not wait to get home, to see their goodies...

The boys would set off most of their fireworks on July 4th..they always saved a few fireworks for the next New Years Eve....

Ah, those were the most wonderful July 4ths ever...

54 posted on 07/03/2003 2:04:06 PM PDT by andysandmikesmom

To: Servant of the Nine

Uuuhhh, I doubt even that would help.
I hate the mall to begin with (another eccentricity).
ALL the freaks swarm there on the weekends.
You can see people with chains to their nose, ears & lips.
Slutty looking goth chicks. There are some people that wear
clothes showing you what else is pierced. People my age are...
well, you be the judge.

55 posted on 07/03/2003 2:10:59 PM PDT by Darkchylde ("Arrrr! I be Darksheare's piratical protege! Fear me!.... Please?")

They still cause trouble, but on a bigger scale I guess....

56 posted on 07/03/2003 2:12:58 PM PDT by Darkchylde ("Arrrr! I be Darksheare's piratical protege! Fear me!.... Please?")

Good God. This is the most bizarre thing I have ever heard of.

The last resort

So9

57 posted on 07/03/2003 2:18:47 PM PDT by Servant of the Nine (Real Texicans; we're grizzled, we're grumpy and we're armed)

This is enough to scare any teen into being very very good indeed.

SO9

58 posted on 07/03/2003 2:20:57 PM PDT by Servant of the Nine (Real Texicans; we're grizzled, we're grumpy and we're armed)

59 posted on 07/03/2003 2:29:04 PM PDT by Servant of the Nine (Real Texicans; we're grizzled, we're grumpy and we're armed)

Are you telling us that you go to parties and rip it up?? LOL Why not??

60 posted on 07/03/2003 2:35:36 PM PDT by Canadian Outrage (All us Western Canuks belong South)

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