Sunday, August 28, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Kids
A small boy was awoken in the middle of the night by strange noises from his
parents' room, and he decided to investigate. As he entered their bedroom,
he was shocked to see his mum and dad shagging for all they were worth.
"DAD!" he shouted. "What are you doing?"
"It's ok," his father replied. "Your mother wants a baby, that's all."
The small boy, excited at the prospect of a new baby brother, was pleased
and went back to bed with a smile on his face. Several weeks later, the
little boy was walking past the bathroom and was shocked to discover his
mother giving his father a blow job.
"DAD!" he shouted. "What are you doing now?"
"Son, there's been a change of plan," his father replied. "Your mother did
want a baby, but now she wants a BMW."
The Good 'Ol Days
TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1960's, 70's and 80's!!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.
We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned
HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
Friday, August 19, 2005
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Monday, August 15, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
HELL !!
A young lady came home from a date looking rather sad. She told her mother,
"Arthur proposed to me an hour ago."
"Then why are you so sad?" her mother asked.
"Because he also told me he was an atheist. Mom, he doesn't even believe
there's a hell."
Her mother replied, "Marry him anyway. Between the two of us, we'll show
him how wrong he is."
"Arthur proposed to me an hour ago."
"Then why are you so sad?" her mother asked.
"Because he also told me he was an atheist. Mom, he doesn't even believe
there's a hell."
Her mother replied, "Marry him anyway. Between the two of us, we'll show
him how wrong he is."
Monday, August 08, 2005
Friday, August 05, 2005
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Sports Fan Kills Wife For Wanting To Cuddle After Sex
Listen up ladies. No more cuddling when you know your husband or boyfriend want to watch sports on t.v..
Peace
The shock Jock
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Peace
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
This Will Bring A Tear To Your Eye
My long-passed grandmother's birthday is coming up, and for me
it is a time to reminisce. The long walks we used to take. The
long drives, the special trips she would make to pick me up so
I could spend weekends with her, and the advice her used to
give!
Much was wasted because I was so young. If she were alive today
and sharing her pearls of wisdom, I'd be a better man.
Those gems were all good, but the one I remember most, the jewel
in the crown of grandmotherly advice, came when I was only 12.
We were sitting in a park, watching children and their mothers
enjoying a beautiful spring day. She told me that one day, I'd
find a woman and start my own family.
"And son," she said, "be sure you marry a woman with small hands."
"How come, Grandma?" I asked her.
And she answered, "Makes your pecker look bigger."
Kinda brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it?
it is a time to reminisce. The long walks we used to take. The
long drives, the special trips she would make to pick me up so
I could spend weekends with her, and the advice her used to
give!
Much was wasted because I was so young. If she were alive today
and sharing her pearls of wisdom, I'd be a better man.
Those gems were all good, but the one I remember most, the jewel
in the crown of grandmotherly advice, came when I was only 12.
We were sitting in a park, watching children and their mothers
enjoying a beautiful spring day. She told me that one day, I'd
find a woman and start my own family.
"And son," she said, "be sure you marry a woman with small hands."
"How come, Grandma?" I asked her.
And she answered, "Makes your pecker look bigger."
Kinda brings a tear to your eye, doesn't it?
Monday, August 01, 2005
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