Posted on 05/11/2008 7:37:14 AM PDT by ProtectOurFreedom
DEAR ABBY: I have the most annoying laugh. It goes from a cackle to a loud screech. I have lost friends over this because people don't enjoy being seen in public with me. Is there anything I can do to solve this problem? -- KRISTEN IN WAYNE, N.J.
DEAR KRISTEN: It is possible to modulate one's laughter, as it is one's speaking voice. It takes practice and discipline, but it can be done.
However, there is much to be said for a genuine, spontaneous, hearty laugh. And those who would end a friendship because they don't want to be seen in public with you are shallow. So perhaps you should reconsider whether you want to be seen with THEM.
that could be any female from New Jersey, assuming you find one with a sense of humor.
It was originally "CANKLES IN CHAPPAQUA, N.Y."
You’re from New York criticizing New Jersey for being loud? You’ve got to be kidding.
Shows how much you know about New York, which is basically an annex of New Jersey and Connecticut much of the time.
And it would be an oversimplification to say the criticism was about being "loud." It was more about being obnoxious.
must be abby talking to herself again.
Dear Abby, My husband is a liar and a cheat. He has cheated on me from the beginning, and, when I confront him, he denies everything. What’s worse, everyone knows that he cheats on me. It is so humiliating. Also, since he lost his job six years ago, he hasn’t even looked for a new one. All he does all day is smoke cigars, cruise around and talks with his buddies while I have to work to pay the bills. Since our daughter went away to college he doesn’t even pretend to like me and hints that I may be a lesbian. What should I do?
Signed: Clueless
Dear Clueless, Grow up and dump him. Good grief, woman. You don’t need him anymore! You’re a United States Senator from New York running for President of the United States. Act like one!
The Wreck of The Old 08
Well, she gave him his orders
at Monroe, Virginia,
Sayin’, “Bill, you’re a-way behind time.
This ain’t Monica, but it’s old Hill Clinton
You must put me into DC on time.”
Well, she turned around and she said
to her tired, sleezy husband
“Shovel on a little more coal,
And when we cross that White Oak Mountain
You can watch Old Hillary roll.”
It’s a mighty rough road
from Lynchburg to Danville
A line on a three-mile grade
It was on that grade
that she lost her average
You can see what a jump she made
She was goin’ down the grade
making 90 miles an hour
Her cackle broke into a scream
They found her in the wreck
with her hand on the throttle
She was scalded to death by her schemes
Now lady, you must all take a warning
From this time now and learn
Never speak false words to your true lovin’ voters
They may leave you and never return.
They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,
Saying, "Steve, you're way behind time.
This is not 38, but it's Old 97,
You must put her into Spencer on time."
He looked 'round and said to his black greasy fireman,
"Just shovel in a little more coal,
And when I cross that old White Oak Mountain
You can just watch Old 97 roll."
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville,
And the lie was a three-mile grade,
It was on that grade that he lost his air brakes,
And you see what a jump that she made.
He was going down the grade making 90 miles an hour,
When his whistle began to scream,
He was found in that wreck with his hand on the throttle,
Scalded to death by the steam.
Heyyyyyyyyyyy....stop generalizing!!!!!!!!!!!!
Where are YOU from?
massachusetts by birth, Manhattan by the grace of God.
New Jersey by birth for 19 years and Colorado by choice.
“The Wreck of The Old 08....sung to the tune: lost of the Edmond Fitzgerald.”
Nope. Sung to the tune of “Wreck of The Old 97.”
You flatter me. (If I was Rachel Corrie, you’d flatten me.)
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