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My late ex-husband loved the Three Stooges. Slapstick comedy has always puzzled me...
It's like fine red wine. An acquired taste. Plus you and your buddies worked out all the moves. I had one friend, whose arms must have been much longer than he imagined, he would often hit hard while everybody else pulled their punches. After a few bleeding noses, we'd find something else to do.
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Heard a siren about 45 mins ago...nothing went by on the highway so I walked out to see Main St and saw a firetruck heading downtown - not a sight one wants to see here...drove down Main St to see what was burning - car fire across the street from my sister's - little too close for comfort...thick smoke hanging over town now.
 
Good morning all - and good luck to Graeme with a needle being stuck in his eye. Is it macular degeneration?

I'm feeling good. I slept well under a sheet and my quilt LAST night. Woke to a comfortably cool house. It's good to see the beginning of cooler weather - at LAST. September tomorrow.
 
Jesus poked people ... that's de Light for yah ... even then some don't see much due to emotional blinding effects ...

Women in the forestall regions can support such activity ... read the Clan of the Cave Bear series ... it is satyr of cereous nature not slapstick ... more to it than appears ...
 
Hospital gowns are an abomination. They seem to have been designed by sadistic people who would never have to put one on.
Maybe if doctors and nurses had to wear them for a day, the design might change markedly.
 
Well, no operation today.. Oh joy.
Instead, it seems I shall need two operations, one for each eye.

Gak. And your ophthalmologist (or whoever) didn't realize this earlier? That said, I'll console you with my Dad's third wife: She has to get needles in her eye regularly (forget what the condition is). And (at least when he was alive) it has to be done at the Ivey eye centre here in London (part of St. Joseph's Health Care) which is c. an hour each way for her (she lives in Waterloo). And she doesn't drive. After Dad lost his license, I think her son and occasionally my brothers took over the driving.
 
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