Way to go Gary!! You and Angie are such an inspiration to all of us! If it ever gets above freezing I want to start walking outside again!! Thanks for the boost I needed!!
Susie Lee done fell in love, she planned to marry Joe. She was so
happy 'bout it all, she told her pappy so.
Pappy told her, "Susie gal, you'll have to find another. I'd just
as soon yo' ma don't know, but Joe is yo' half brother."
So Susie put aside her Joe and planned to marry Will. But after
telling pappy this, he said, "we got more trouble still. You can't
marry Will, my gal, and please don't tell yo' mother, but Will and
Joe, and several mo' I know is yo' half brothers."
But mama knew and said, "my child, just do what makes yo' happy.
Marry Will or marry
Joe; you ain't no kin to pappy."
I love a good joke, tasteless, gross, dirty , whatever as long as it is funny. But the one about the baby was totally disgusting, sorry Athenda, gotta tell the truth.
Now, back to those gorgeous looking guys who apparently do not hang out in Santa Clara County, California.
Sorry, Bargoo, I'm in the middle of Graves. Two more then I'll start scanning the horizon for Hotties, since Bill and Gary won't help us out. They sure aren't in SLC either. 'Sides, if they get shown around here, someone gets excommunicated and their diploma taken away.
Way to go Gary!! You and Angie are such an inspiration to all of us! If it ever gets above freezing I want to start walking outside again!! Thanks for the boost I needed!!
So...Why don't you sign up for next years race? I can't promise sun but the odds are always swinging that way here
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Karen, loved the poem.
me too
Bill, Way to go on the 5K. loved the pics, you guys look fantastic
Hummm....so Bill is getting credit for my 5K's now...hummm
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I love a good joke, tasteless, gross, dirty , whatever as long as it is funny. But the one about the baby was totally disgusting, sorry Athenda, gotta tell the truth.
I agree!
Now, back to those gorgeous looking guys who apparently do not hang out in Santa Clara County, California.
I have hung out there over the years....guess you missed me
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Sorry, Bargoo, I'm in the middle of Graves. Two more then I'll start scanning the horizon for Hotties, since Bill and Gary won't help us out. They sure aren't in SLC either. 'Sides, if they get shown around here, someone gets excommunicated and their diploma taken away.
Thanks so much, Karen, for the welcome and the invitation to the thread for (Brassy) Golden Girls with pronounced funny bones. The link didn't come through but I will try to get there. I truly am an Accidental Tourist.
You are quite the intuitive lady! You figured out my philosophy using only two of my posts: I cannot live without laughter.
Laughter helps the medicine go down...and there are some HIDEOUSLY vile tinctures we "larger than life" women are tempted to swallow simply because Society tells us, "it's good for you."
Laughter is a camouflage suit hiding hard truths from us until we can bear for them to JUMP out of the bushes and ambush us with their realities. (Sort of like Guerilla Warfare for Girthy Girls!) Laughing is trooping off to the fat wars wearing a smiley face to mask the hurts and slights that disenfranchise us from the slim world. (But only until we are strong enough to defy anyone who dares mock or ridicule us because of our size. Genuine laughter NEVER hurts or victimizes.)
But most important, laughter is that sparkling, bubbling, happy sound that gurgles up from deep within us when we finally realize that we are perfect just as we are, worthy and deserving of unconditional love. Laughter is the "Hallelujah Chorus" sung in one part harmony when a Golden Girl realizes she is already 24 karat and that if she choses to lose weight she will simply be gilding the lily.
I am not acting the fool or playing at being a Totie Fields when I make silly remarks and laugh out loud (not at, but with others.) No...what I'm doing is reconstructive surgery--the painfull rebuilding of myself--under the gentle general anesthesia of humor, smiles, and laughter.
Thank you again, Karen, for acknowledging my love of lauhter as a good trait in me. (Though I promise to tone it down here at 3Cs.) Love your puppy pics--and now I'm off to find your elusive thread--or is it a needle in a haystack that I am after?!
Thank you so much, Karen! Now you're not only a tour guide, you're a Sorceress. I don't know how you made that post appear over here, but I'm certain it was via some secret alchemy!