Posted on 01/24/2005 5:54:31 AM PST by TexasCowboy
haha! :^DI like your "Blue" pic, too! :^D
Merle just likes shotguns.
Same expression, but he was a little younger.
Hahahahaha!!!!! Too funny! Thanks!!!!!
Meekie?A lot of Freepers call me that.
An Engineer at a company I used to work at called me Meekie all the time, too.
I never mentioned that here. Folks just picked it up.
Like Dubya stickin' a nickname on folks ..... sorta. :^D
No, that puts you into "comp-u-geek" territory.
You're really there if you use your old computer equipment as furniture... I've got a friend who's got an old 5 megabyte Winchester drive from a DEC PDP-4 that he uses as a coffee table.
Mark
If you got Soul
We hang out with people just like you
My hair's turning white,
my neck's always been red,
my collar's still blue,
we've always been here
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say
we've always been,
Red, White, and Blue
-lynyrd skynyrd
Back when I was a kid, long time ago and diving for lobsters was a killing offense, real men and women set up a police free area in a Coastal area in Mass, North Shore and ate a variety of sea food. Utensils were in short supply.
I passed a grade school playground in Carthage and had to slow down to make sure I was seeing correctly.
They had a slide and a merry-go-round (gasp!) and the kids were having UNsupervised play time (horrors!) like kids used to do fifty years ago.
They were actually playing in the DIRT! Can you imagine??!
This whole country could learn a lot from the rednecks.
ROFL. Thx for the laughs. :)
I seee! :o)
I'm a red-neck woman! :o)
Yikes!
An Irishman in a wheel chair entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Irishman looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus sitting over there?"The waitress nodded "yes," so the Irishman told her to give Jesus a cup of coffee on him.
The next patron to come in was an Englishman with a hunched back. He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress for a cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus over there?"
The waitress nodded, so the Englishman said to give Jesus a cup of hot tea, my treat.
The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Redneck on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, "Hey there, sweet thang, how's about gettin' me a cold glass of Coke!" He, too, looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that God's boy over there?"
The waitress nodded, so the Redneck said to give Jesus a cold glass of coke, on his bill.
As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Irishman, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Irishman felt the strength come back into his legs, got up, and danced a jig out the door.
As Jesus passed by the Englishman, he touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Englishman felt his back straightening up, and he raised up his hands, praised the Lord and did a series of backflips out the door.
Then Jesus walked towards the Redneck. The Redneck jumped up and yelled, "Don't touch me......I'm drawin' disability."
HAHAHAHA!!!!!
He is a champion skeet shooter.
He is a champion skeet shooter.
SOMEONE....has too much time on his hands! LOL!!!!
This is TOO funny!!!!
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