and he'll never return.... aaaaaacccccckkkkkkk! Time to go fishin'! Yep....that seems like the thing to do today! Fish sandwiches for dinner.....
Connie, Ya'll forget that Ghrit is a northerner and don't even know how to spell grits properly. Even though he's living in the south, constantly laments the northeast and probably rides around on his rice-burner listening to Wayne Newton...eeeeden eeeeden...danka sha..
I'll have you know I lived in SoCar for some while. Also, it's a Brit bike, not a UJM. (And a few other rants, just for the aitch ee double hockey sticks of it.)
I hate you all or is that ya'll or isit ya yall? Caught myself listening.....Country road take me home...... snowbyrd the earworm
A man in Topeka, Kansas, decided to write a book about churches around the country. He started by flying to San Francisco and worked east from there. Going to a very large church, he began taking photographs and making notes. He spotted a golden telephone on the vestibule wall, and was intrigued with a sign which read, "$10,000 per minute." Seeking out the pastor, he asked about the phone and the sign. The pastor answered that the golden phone is, in fact, a direct line to Heaven. If he pays the price, he can talk directly to God. The man thanked the pastor and continued on his way. As he continued to visit churches in Seattle, Salt Lake City, Denver, Chicago, Milwaukee, and all around the United States, he found more such phones, with the same sign and the same explanation from each pastor. Finally, the man arrived in the lovely state of Georgia. Upon entering a church, behold: he saw the usual golden telephone. But THIS time, the sign read: "Calls: 25 cents"! Fascinated, the man asked to speak with the pastor. "Reverend, I have been in cities all across the country and in each church I have found this golden telephone. I have been told it is a direct line to Heaven, and I could use it to talk to God. But in 20 other churches, the cost was $10,000 per minute. Your sign says 25 cents per call. Why is that? The pastor, smiling benignly, replied: "Son, you're in the South now, and it's a local call.
They seem to have solved that problem in Hinckley. My scooter doesn't leak a drop between changes. (Burns a bit, tho'.)
Well, I hurt my knee the other night stopping a shoplifter, and found out that I had torn my ACL. Now I found out they are going to have to do a transplant to fix it, because it is unrepairable. I'm gettin' too old for this shtuff!!!!!!!
That sux Gillman, sometimes doing the right thing cost a lot. You should know though, that there are a lot of good people out here that applaud your actions.
Good thing you're in Oklahoma, in CA you'd probably get sued for the mental anguish you caused the shoplifter by getting hurt apprehending him.
Well, the tax work that isn't done by now, won't get done tonight. I've been working non-stop for the past few weeks and I'm ready for a break. I actually had a client give me 52 weeks worth of expense reports this past Sunday morning. I did get his corporate return done but when you're under deadlines like that, mistakes can be made. I should double bill the SOB.
Just a little hello from Ft. Benning to all you monkeys out there. I got a little break from the 'round browns' and decided to drop a line to say I'm still hanging in there. Should be back to regular posting and checking in around May 11th. Will talk to you all then. Take care. Tailor
TailorMadeHell Man its good to hear from you, I Hope Benning is treating you well. Missed you around here, everyone wondered what happened to all of the new posts here, now they know cats out of the bag. See you in May Take care Quig
Good to hear from you, I was just commenting to Ghrit last night that things aren't the same without you around. Good luck and hope to talk to you soon.