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Monday, September 8, 2008, 11:12:50 PM- Don't | ||||||
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Monday, September 8, 2008, 9:00:31 PM- This bike wooden start. | ||||||
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Monday, August 25, 2008, 4:24:54 PM- cought crabs last week | ||||||
and this one wanted to go back. | ||||||
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Sunday, August 17, 2008, 1:00:32 AM- A Fly, a Fish, a Bear, A Hunter, a Mouse and a Cat. | ||||||
This is a story about A Fly, a Fish, a Bear, A Hunter, a Mouse and a Cat. There is a moral to this story..... In the dead of summer a fly was resting among leaves beside a stream. The hot, dry fly said to no one in particular, 'Gosh...if I go down three inches I will feel the mist from the water and I will be refreshed.' There was a fish in the water thinking, 'Gosh...if that fly goes down three inches, I can eat him.' There was a bear on the shore thinking, 'Gosh...if that fly goes down three inches that fish will jump for the fly... And I will grab the fish!!' It also happened that a hunter was farther up the bank of the lake preparing to eat a cheese sandwich. 'Gosh,' he thought, 'if that fly goes down three inches and that fish leaps for it that bear will expose himself and grab for the fish. I'll shoot the bear and have a proper lunch.' Now, you probably think this is enough activity on one river bank, but I can tell you there's more.... A wee mouse by the hunter's foot was thinking, 'Gosh, if that fly goes down three inches. and that fish jumps for that fly and that bear grabs for that fish. the dumb hunter will shoot the bear and drop his cheese sandwich.' A cat lurking in the bushes took in this scene and thought, (as was fashionable to do on the banks of this particular river around lunch time) 'Gosh...if that fly goes down three inches and that fish jumps for that fly and that bear grabs for that fish and that hunter shoots that bear and that mouse makes off with the cheese sandwich then I can have mouse for lunch.' The poor fly is finally so hot and so dry that he heads down for the cooling mist of the water. The fish swallows the fly... The bear grabs the fish. The hunter shoots the bear.. The mouse grabs the cheese sandwich... The cat jumps for the mouse.. The mouse ducks... The cat falls into the water and drowns. NOW, The Moral Of The Story.... Whenever a fly goes down three inches, some pussy's gonna be in serious danger. | ||||||
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Sunday, August 10, 2008, 10:31:28 AM- It only seems kinky | ||||||
THE FIRST TIME! | ||||||
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Saturday, August 9, 2008, 7:36:37 PM- What is a free gift? | ||||||
Aren't all gifts free? | ||||||
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Friday, August 1, 2008, 7:06:38 AM- If at first you don't succeed, | ||||||
destroy all evidence that you tried. | ||||||
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Wednesday, July 30, 2008, 1:18:09 PM- Next time your morning seems to be Going wrong. | ||||||
The 'L I T T L E ' Things. As you might know, the head of a company survived 9/11 because his son started kindergarten. Another fellow was alive because it was His turn to bring donuts. One woman was late because her Alarm clock didn't go off in time. One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike Because of an auto accident. One of them Missed his bus. One spilled food on her clothes and had to take Time to change. One's Car wouldn't start. One went back to Answer the telephone. One had a child that dawdled And didn't get ready as soon as he should have. One couldn't Get a taxi. The one that struck me was the man Who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, Took the various means to get to work But before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today. Now when I am Stuck in traffic , Miss an elevator, Turn back to answer a ringing telephone... All the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, This is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment... Next time your morning seems to be Going wrong. The children are slow getting dressed, You can't seem to find the car keys, You hit every traffic light, Don't get mad or frustrated; God is at work watching over you. May God continue to bless you With all those annoying little things And may you remember their possible purpose. ... AMEN | ||||||
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008, 12:36:02 AM- Bubba's Ode to Love | ||||||
Roses are red, or are they blue? Hell I don't know but I do like you. I love you more than my truck's tires. Yer more useful than my old rusty pliers. You cook a good deer and fry a good egg, just wish you'd shave that hair off your legs. If you decide not to do it, Pumkin Face, It's okay, I'll still feel the same, I'll just keep on tellin my buddies, yer up fer a part in Planet of the Apes. Yer my pride and joys, What a lady! But hows come we do it only when it's my payday? When I ran over ya with my truck, you didn't even say "ouch." And you are so cute, when you wipe your boogers under the couch. I hope we stay together, at least a couple more days- cuz I'm really horny and I want to get laid. | ||||||
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Thursday, July 17, 2008, 3:12:31 AM- out and about on the bike. | ||||||
the big hill always draws you back. | ||||||
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