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Sunday, February 27, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Sand and stone
Two friends were walking
Through the desert
During some point of the
Journey, they had an
Argument; and one friend
Slapped the other one
In the face
The one who got slapped
Was hurt, but without
Saying anything,
Wrote in the sand ,
Today my best friend
Slapped me in the face ..
They kept on walking,
Until they found an oasis,
Where they decided
To take a bath
The one who had been
Slapped got stuck in the
Mire and started drowning,
But the friend saved him.
After he recovered from
The near drowning,
He wrote on a stone:
'Today my best friend
Saved my life'
The friend who had slapped
And saved his best friend
Asked him, 'after i hurt you,
You wrote in the sand and now,
You write on a stone, why?'
The friend replied
'When someone hurts us
We should write it down
In sand, where winds of
Forgiveness can erase it away.
But, when someone does something good for us,
We must engrave it in stone
Where no wind
Can ever erase it'
Learn to write
Your hurts in
The sand and to
Carve your
Benefits in stone.
They say it takes a
Minute to find a special
Person,
An hour to
Appreciate them,
A day
To love them,
But then ,
An entire life
To forget them.
Send this to
The people you'll never
Forget.
I just did..
If you don't
Send it to anyone,
It means you're in a
Hurry and that you've
Forgotten your friends.
Take the time to live!
Do not value the things
You have in your life, but value
Who you have in your life!
And if i happen to get it back,
Then i know my place in your life
Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle
Through the desert
During some point of the
Journey, they had an
Argument; and one friend
Slapped the other one
In the face
The one who got slapped
Was hurt, but without
Saying anything,
Wrote in the sand ,
Today my best friend
Slapped me in the face ..
They kept on walking,
Until they found an oasis,
Where they decided
To take a bath
The one who had been
Slapped got stuck in the
Mire and started drowning,
But the friend saved him.
After he recovered from
The near drowning,
He wrote on a stone:
'Today my best friend
Saved my life'
The friend who had slapped
And saved his best friend
Asked him, 'after i hurt you,
You wrote in the sand and now,
You write on a stone, why?'
The friend replied
'When someone hurts us
We should write it down
In sand, where winds of
Forgiveness can erase it away.
But, when someone does something good for us,
We must engrave it in stone
Where no wind
Can ever erase it'
Learn to write
Your hurts in
The sand and to
Carve your
Benefits in stone.
They say it takes a
Minute to find a special
Person,
An hour to
Appreciate them,
A day
To love them,
But then ,
An entire life
To forget them.
Send this to
The people you'll never
Forget.
I just did..
If you don't
Send it to anyone,
It means you're in a
Hurry and that you've
Forgotten your friends.
Take the time to live!
Do not value the things
You have in your life, but value
Who you have in your life!
And if i happen to get it back,
Then i know my place in your life
Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Hooker in Las Vegas
A guy is walking the strip in Vegas when a fantastic looking hooker catches his eye. He strikes up a conversation and eventually asks, "How much do you charge?"
The hooker replies, "I start at $500 for a hand job."
The guy says, "$500 for a hand job? Holy crap, no hand job is worth that kind of money."
The hooker says, "You see that Denny's on the corner?"
"Yes."
"Do you see the McDonald's in the next block?"
"Yes."
"And do you see the Wendy's across the street?"
"Yes."
"Well," said the hooker, smiling invitingly, "I own all those, and I own them because I give a hand job that's worth $500."
So the guy says, "What the hell? You only live once. I'll give it a try."
They go to a nearby motel. A short time later, the guy is sitting on the bed realizing that he has just experienced the hand job of a lifetime, worth every bit of $500. He's so amazed, he says, "I suppose a blow job is $1000."
The hooker says, "No, $1500."
"I wouldn't pay that for a blow job!"
The hooker replies, "Step over to the window. Do you see those two casinos across the street? Well, I own those, and I own them because I give blow jobs that are worth every cent of $1500."
The guy, still reeling from the terrific hand job, decides to put off buying a new car for another year or so, and says, "Sign me up."
Fifteen minutes later, he's sitting on the edge of the bed, more amazed than before. He can hardly believe it, but he feels he truly got his money's worth.
Deciding to go for broke, he asks, "So, how much for some pussy?"
The hooker says, "Come back over to the window. Do you see how the whole city of Las Vegas is laid out before us? All those casinos, with the beautiful lights, the gaming, the showgirls?"
"Damn!" says the guy in awe. "You own the whole city?"
The hooker says, "No.
.
.
.
But I would . . . if I had a pussy."
The hooker replies, "I start at $500 for a hand job."
The guy says, "$500 for a hand job? Holy crap, no hand job is worth that kind of money."
The hooker says, "You see that Denny's on the corner?"
"Yes."
"Do you see the McDonald's in the next block?"
"Yes."
"And do you see the Wendy's across the street?"
"Yes."
"Well," said the hooker, smiling invitingly, "I own all those, and I own them because I give a hand job that's worth $500."
So the guy says, "What the hell? You only live once. I'll give it a try."
They go to a nearby motel. A short time later, the guy is sitting on the bed realizing that he has just experienced the hand job of a lifetime, worth every bit of $500. He's so amazed, he says, "I suppose a blow job is $1000."
The hooker says, "No, $1500."
"I wouldn't pay that for a blow job!"
The hooker replies, "Step over to the window. Do you see those two casinos across the street? Well, I own those, and I own them because I give blow jobs that are worth every cent of $1500."
The guy, still reeling from the terrific hand job, decides to put off buying a new car for another year or so, and says, "Sign me up."
Fifteen minutes later, he's sitting on the edge of the bed, more amazed than before. He can hardly believe it, but he feels he truly got his money's worth.
Deciding to go for broke, he asks, "So, how much for some pussy?"
The hooker says, "Come back over to the window. Do you see how the whole city of Las Vegas is laid out before us? All those casinos, with the beautiful lights, the gaming, the showgirls?"
"Damn!" says the guy in awe. "You own the whole city?"
The hooker says, "No.
.
.
.
But I would . . . if I had a pussy."
Monday, February 7, 2011
Vikings Season Tickets For Sale
I have 2 Minnesota Vikings season tickets for sale.
My wife doesn't want to attend any more of their games as she doesn't like the person who sits in the seat next to us.
I've attached a picture with the view from our seats.
Tickets will be sold to the highest bidder.
Current Bid: $6,500 each
Friday, February 4, 2011
Harley Rider Kiss
A tough looking group of Harley riders were riding when they saw a girl about to jump off a bridge so they stop.
The leader, a big burly man, gets off his bike and says, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to commit suicide," she says.
While he did not want to appear insensitive, he didn't want to miss an
opportunity he asked "Well, before you jump, why don't you give me a Kiss?"
So, she does and it was a long, deep lingering kiss.
After she's finished, the biker says, "Wow! That was the best Kiss I have ever had. That's a real talent you are wasting. You could be famous. Why are you committing suicide?"
"My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl......"
The leader, a big burly man, gets off his bike and says, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to commit suicide," she says.
While he did not want to appear insensitive, he didn't want to miss an
opportunity he asked "Well, before you jump, why don't you give me a Kiss?"
So, she does and it was a long, deep lingering kiss.
After she's finished, the biker says, "Wow! That was the best Kiss I have ever had. That's a real talent you are wasting. You could be famous. Why are you committing suicide?"
"My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl......"
Harley To Heart
A mechanic was removing a cylinder-head from the motor of a Harley motorcycle when he spotted a well-known cardiologist in his shop. The cardiologist was there waiting for the service manager to come and take a look at his bike when the mechanic shouted across the Garage, 'Hey Doc, want to take a look at this?' The cardiologist, a bit surprised, walked over to where the mechanic was working on the motorcycle. The mechanic straightened up, wiped his hands on a rag and asked, 'So Doc, look at this engine. I open its heart, take the valves out, repair any damage, and then put them back in, and when I finish, it works just like new.
So how come I make $39,000 a year and you get $800,000, when you and I are doing basically the same work?'
The cardiologist paused, smiled and leaned over, then whispered to the mechanic...........
Try doing it with the engine running.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Logo Tattoo Question Answered: Cat Firework Location Thigh or Lat
The question came from Leah D. earlier this week: If you got a logo tattoo what and where would it be? I have no tattoos or piercings, I donate a lot of blood ( just past 100 time mark ) But if I did, would be a cat ( my babies ) and the firework represents celebration plus danger and a low budget thrill as opposed to big business. Thigh or lat has more meat than bicep or smaller so I expect would pain the least, my butt is biggest but that might sag.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Words Beginnings Middles and Ends
tired from shoveling ice : "Drama Teacher" became "Drug Dealer" as i read.
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