Good Morning......Friends..........

Gas keeps going up I will hafta get "Withchy" to fly here on her broom.

I thought this was a pretty trail....it's in G-boro, N.C.







Don't get me started.........

Damn....one of my nuts went down here....

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One recent Saturday night, I met "Witchy", and one thing lead to another.

I said, "Hey, let's go back to my place."

She asked, "Oh, do you have cable?"

I said, "No. But I have some old ropes that should do just fine."

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A young couple decided to wed.

As the big day approached, they grew apprehensive.

Each had a problem they had never before shared with anyone, not even each other.

The groom-to-be, overcoming his fear, decided to ask his father for advice.

"Father," he said, "I am deeply concerned about the success of my marriage.

I love my fiancée, very much, but you see, I have very smelly feet, and I'm afraid that my future wife will be put off by them."

"No problem," said dad, "all you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible, and always wear socks, even to bed."

This seemed to be a workable solution.

The bride-to-be, overcoming her fear, decided to take her problem up her mom.

"Mom," she said, "When I wake up in the morning my breath is truly awful."

"Honey," her mother consoled, "everyone has bad breath in the morning."

"No, you don't understand. My morning breath is so bad, I'm afraid that my new husband will not want to sleep in the same room with me."

Her mother said simply, "Try this. In the morning, get straight out of bed, and head for the bathroom and brush your teeth.

The key is, not to say a word until you've brushed your teeth.

Not a word," her mother affirmed. She thought it was certainly worth a try.

The loving couple were finally married in a beautiful ceremony.

Not forgetting the advice each had received, he with his perpetual socks and she with her morning silence, they managed quite well, until about six months later.

Shortly before dawn, the husband awoke with a start to find that one of his socks had come off.

Fearful of the consequences, he frantically searched the bed. This, of course, woke his bride who without thinking, immediately asked, "What on earth are you doing?"

"Oh, no!" he gasped in shock, "You've swallowed my sock!"

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How do you convince a scofflaw not to smoke in airplane restrooms?

One attendant on my flight found a way.

"Anyone caught smoking in the lavatory," she announced over the intercom,

"will be asked to step outside."