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Thus Thor hippies with crumpled flowers? Was an awesome maas ... albeit fecund and you know the outcome ... a consequence of blind gods ... a love overcoming the secondary thoughts as if they were lesser for coming after ... following thoughts?
The things a complex soul has to unravel and put back together ....
The things a complex soul has to unravel and put back together ....
Mendalla
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Ah Rose, one of Betty White's many great roles. She and Estelle Getty made that show watchable. Did you realize that she is 93 years old and still working hard?The appearance of old genes in an ancient manifestation of levity?
Someone sent me a skit today about funny shingles over business vehicles ... one was stuck to the back of a septic tanker ... and referred to the political waste they disposed of ... really NOSH-ite ...
Of course if you believe knowledge and wisdom evil in the general population ... would you expect psyche to be a real hoers dealer or just HS paralleling BS?
Someone sent me a skit today about funny shingles over business vehicles ... one was stuck to the back of a septic tanker ... and referred to the political waste they disposed of ... really NOSH-ite ...
Of course if you believe knowledge and wisdom evil in the general population ... would you expect psyche to be a real hoers dealer or just HS paralleling BS?
crazyheart
Rest In Peace: tomorrow,tomorrow
After 37 years of marriage. Jake dumped his wife for his young secretary.
His new girlfriend demanded that they live in Jake and Edith's multi-million dollar home and since the man's lawyers were a little better he prevailed.
He gave Edith his now ex-wife just 3 days to move out. She spent the 1st day packing her belongings into boxes crates and suitcases.
On the 2nd day she had to movers come and collect her things.
On the 3rd day she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished she went into each and every room and stuffed half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of all of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend all was bliss for the first few days.
Then slowly the house began to smell. They tried everything cleaning mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even replaced the expensive wool carpeting. NOTHING WORKED.
People stopped coming over to visit. Repairman refused to work in the house.
The Maid quit.
Finally they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later even though they had cut their price in half they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.
Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls. Finally they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home.
Including the curtain rods.
His new girlfriend demanded that they live in Jake and Edith's multi-million dollar home and since the man's lawyers were a little better he prevailed.
He gave Edith his now ex-wife just 3 days to move out. She spent the 1st day packing her belongings into boxes crates and suitcases.
On the 2nd day she had to movers come and collect her things.
On the 3rd day she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished she went into each and every room and stuffed half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of all of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend all was bliss for the first few days.
Then slowly the house began to smell. They tried everything cleaning mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even replaced the expensive wool carpeting. NOTHING WORKED.
People stopped coming over to visit. Repairman refused to work in the house.
The Maid quit.
Finally they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later even though they had cut their price in half they could not find a buyer for their stinky house.
Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls. Finally they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home.
Including the curtain rods.
You just never know
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You just never know
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Follow your dreams! Except for the one where you're naked in church.
You just never know
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I think you'd make a fine moderator Luce, you should consider running in 3 years time.
My birthday is in 2 dais time ... 69 ... which ever way you turn it ... too old to be a medium ... I know too much for the orderly types ... from another string: crusty on the fringes?
Modern authority likes smooth ... I take that as an ermine weaselling about in darker form ... monarchist wear thos about their neck ... an awesome mile stone ... to reach that level of authority ... Harpies are there ...
I just sit and learn ... the modern establishment doesn't like it ... why they packaged me off ... a councillor said I knew too much for them to be comfortable with ...
Look what the harpies did to Michael who was really naïve about what high level polity can really due on yah! ... too yah?
Thus all chit that flies comes back at yah ... if yah throw it up make sure it is nutritious regurgitation ... and it must be sublime as well as disturbingly odd, gae, or strange in some degree ...
Thus even the chickens won't disassemble it ... in religious picky Ness! A dark expressiveness ... the word ... as inscribed!
Modern authority likes smooth ... I take that as an ermine weaselling about in darker form ... monarchist wear thos about their neck ... an awesome mile stone ... to reach that level of authority ... Harpies are there ...
I just sit and learn ... the modern establishment doesn't like it ... why they packaged me off ... a councillor said I knew too much for them to be comfortable with ...
Look what the harpies did to Michael who was really naïve about what high level polity can really due on yah! ... too yah?
Thus all chit that flies comes back at yah ... if yah throw it up make sure it is nutritious regurgitation ... and it must be sublime as well as disturbingly odd, gae, or strange in some degree ...
Thus even the chickens won't disassemble it ... in religious picky Ness! A dark expressiveness ... the word ... as inscribed!
crazyheart
Rest In Peace: tomorrow,tomorrow
As a guitarist, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so ...the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the back country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost.
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my guitar and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”
I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.
I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn’t know what else to do, so I started to play.
The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I’ve never played before for this homeless man.
And as I played ‘Amazing Grace,’ the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my guitar and started for my car. Though my head hung low, my heart was full.
As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, “I never seen nothin’ like that before and I’ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.”
I have to steal this.
crazyheart
Rest In Peace: tomorrow,tomorrow
The Wedding. Email from Daughter: Daddy, I am
coming home to get married. I'm in love with a boy who
lives miles away from me. As you know I'm in Australia
but he lives in Scotland. We met on a dating website,
became friends on Facebook and have had long chats...
on Whatsapp. He proposed to me on Skype! Now
we've had two months of relationship through Viber.
Dad, I'm asking for your blessing and perhaps some
financial help; our wedding will be large!’ Lots of love,
Sweet Lilly. Her Father Replied Wow! Really!! I
suggest you two get married on Twitter, have fun on
Tango, buy your house on Amazon, and pay through
Paypal. And if you ever get fed up with your husband;
sell him on Ebay. Lots of love, Dad
coming home to get married. I'm in love with a boy who
lives miles away from me. As you know I'm in Australia
but he lives in Scotland. We met on a dating website,
became friends on Facebook and have had long chats...
on Whatsapp. He proposed to me on Skype! Now
we've had two months of relationship through Viber.
Dad, I'm asking for your blessing and perhaps some
financial help; our wedding will be large!’ Lots of love,
Sweet Lilly. Her Father Replied Wow! Really!! I
suggest you two get married on Twitter, have fun on
Tango, buy your house on Amazon, and pay through
Paypal. And if you ever get fed up with your husband;
sell him on Ebay. Lots of love, Dad
Three couples died and went to heaven. As the first couple approaches the pearly gates St. Peter tells the guy they can't enter because he was an alcoholic in life, so much so that he married a woman named Brandy and so they had to go to purgatory for a while instead. The second couple approached and St. Peter told them they couldn't enter because the guy was a miser in life, so much so that he married a woman named Penny. They too had to go to purgatory. The third couple started to approach when the guy threw up his hands in resignation. "Aw forget it. Come on Fanny let's head over to purgatory".