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We should be having a good laugh at the falls StormCrow.

You'd think it is but not yet Yaccster.I signed up at a place where you don't even need a doctors script.Mailed right to your house,I just have to wait for a few more weeks to be accepted.I'm on a waiting list.Yesterday on our Martini Friday we had a strain called Train Wreck that my friend got from the place I signed up for.So now StormCrow if you want to know the name of the place to check it out,it's called Herbal Dispatch.Just browse around,but I'm sure it will be similar to where you shop.http://herbaldispatch.com/

Barron,my sister had that problem,but she is in her 50's.They installed a pacemaker in her to correct the problem.She's doing just fine now.Now just take it as easy as you can,you'll be just fine.

I've seen that skit SOB,my father and I watched Benny Hill every time he was on TV.Hey I was already 19 in 1970.Wow where did the time go?

But not here.Ha ha.

Fuckin' - A, the first 3 notes are better than all the Rock of today!Terry Knight and the pack (of flint MI. fame)also did a version of this.Every generation wants their own music, simple as that. The best Group in the world who possessed the Triple Titans of Rock greatness..Clapton,Beck,and PAGE,and yet they are still Underated to this day..God bless the Mighty YARDBIRDS!!!!

How true... Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older lady that she should bring her own grocery bags, because plastic bags are not good for the environment. The woman apologized to the young girl and explained, "We didn't have this 'green thing' back in my earlier days." The young clerk responded, "That's our problem today. Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations." The older lady said that she was right -- our generation didn't have the "green thing" in its day. The older lady went on to explain: Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled. But we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day. Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags that we reused for numerous things. Most memorable besides household garbage bags was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our school books. This was to ensure that public property (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags. But, too bad we didn't do the "green thing" back then. We walked up stairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks. But she was right. We didn't have the "green thing" in our day. Back then we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throw away kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts. Wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing. But that young lady is right; we didn't have the "green thing" back in our day. Back then we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity. But she's right; we didn't have the "green thing" back then. We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blade in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull. But we didn't have the "green thing" back then. Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service in the family's $45,000 SUV or van, which cost what a whole house did before the"green thing." We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint. But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the "green thing" back then? Please forward this on to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart-alec young person. We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to tee us off... Especially from a tattooed, multiple pierced smart-alec who can't make change without the cash register telling them how much.

No shit!

Oh Oh,I must be loosing it.Too much weed.

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 that 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, and 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 going to be in serious danger. Didn't see that one coming, did you??

A blonde heard that baths in milk would make her beautiful. She left a note for her milkman to leave 25 gallons of milk. When the milkman read the note, he felt there must be a mistake. He thought she probably meant 2.5 gallons. So he knocked on the door to clarify the point. The blonde came to the door and the milkman said, "I found your note asking me to leave 25 gallons of milk. Did you mean 2.5 gallons?" The blonde said, "No, I want 25 gallons. I'm going to fill my bathtub up with milk and take a milk bath so I can look young and beautiful again." The milkman asked, "Do you want it pasteurized?" Wait for it .. Wait for it .. The blonde said, "No, just up to my tits ... I can splash it on my eyes if I need to!”

The one for Hxtr. at a bar. "Excuse me sir,would you like me to push in your stool."

Different ways to say I love You

I notice your key word is EX-Wife.Wonder why? LOL

Scary...scary good...just keeps getting deeper and better...OMG! how old is she here???Nice find Monika.

The US broke Canadian hearts in Montreal as the Americans won 5-4 in the gold medal game at the World Junior Hockey Championship, scoring the only goal in the shootout to skate away as champions. Canada twice had two goal leads that slipped away as the US forced overtime. Niether side could score in the 20 minutes of overtime provided before the teams had to settle who would win gold in a shootout. Troy Terry scored the shootout winner. Thomas Chabot, Jeremy Lauzon, Nicolas Roy and Mathieu Joseph had the goals for Canada. For more World Junior coverage, head to TSN.com.

This documentary is for all you younger >XI< members who missed out on the good old days.I thank SOB for bringing it to my attention.Now Can anyone who lived during this time tell me why the Beatles are mythical and yet the DC5 are basically forgotten? We all know why the Beatles are legends but why has this group been forgotten compared to the Beatles? They had huge hits.

Happy Birthday to all of you IDIOTS.

Never seen that ad over here either Dee Jay Keg.