Good wet Morning...... Had T-storms all night....
But looks good this morning... sun's coming up..
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Fried Chicken for breakfast??
Cats love chicken...I know mine do....
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Okay,Okay ! I didn't want to anyway......
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Rolled cat?
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I don't care ether........
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Bubba...Play that thing.....
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Of course he had to have a Tat too.....
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Opppppsss Some one pulled a Boo-Boo....
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Another Boo-Boo
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"Flying through the air with the greatest of ease"
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~~ One day a student was taking a very difficult essay exam.
At the end of the test, the prof asked all the students to put their
pencils down and immediately hand in their tests.
The young man kept writing furioulsy, although he was warned that
if he did not stop immediately he would be disqualified.
He ignored the warning, finished the test 10 minutes later,
and went to hand the test to his instructor.
The instructor told him he would not take the test.
The student asked, "Do you know who I am?"
The prof said, "No and I don't care."
The student asked again, "Are you sure you don't know who I am?"
The prof again said no.
So the student walked over to the pile of tests, placed his in
the middle, then threw the papers in the air.
"Good" the student said, and walked out.......... He passed.
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~~ Those who expect moments of change to be comfortable and free
of conflict have not learned their history.
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~~ My father began teaching business classes at the local prison
through a community college.
On his first night of class, he started a chapter on banking.
During the course of his lecture, the subject of ATMs came up,
and he mentioned that, on average, most machines contain only
about $1500 at a given time.
Just then a man in the back raised his hand.
"I'm not trying to be disrespectful," he told my father,
"but the machine I robbed had about $5,000 in it."
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~~ What this nation needs are some men and women in government
as smart as we were at seventeen.
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~~ "Dad, I don't want to go to school today." said
"Dad, I don't want to go to school today." said the boy.
"Why not, son?"
"Well, one of the chickens on the school farm died last week and
we had chicken soup for lunch the next day.
Then three days ago one of the pigs died and we had roast pork
the next day."
"But why don't you want to go today?"
"Because our English teacher died yesterday!"
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~~ Sign outside a furniture store in northern Virginia.
ANTIQUE TABLES MADE HERE DAILY.
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~~ I work in drywall, which often involves using ladders.
One day, as I was stepping down off a ladder,
I accidentally turned my ankle.
I grimaced in pain and sank to the floor.
A co-worker knelt to look at my ankle then started laughing.
I didn't see what was so humorous until he pointed at my shirt.
On the front it read, "It's only funny until someone gets hurt,
then it's hilarious."
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~~ My friend told me: Now that I'm 50 my mom respects me more.....
She said this year when I come to Thanksgiving dinner I don't have
to sit at the card table.
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~~ I called my local utility for help with a minor malfunction in my
outdoor gas grill.
Their automated phone system put me on hold for over 20 minutes.
As I waited, I was grateful my problem wasn't worse --
especially when I heard a pre-recorded message repeatedly advise,
"If you smell gas, stay on the line."
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~~ My son David's Grade 1 teacher was a lovely woman from
Ghana.
Mrs. Arhin was the kind of magical teacher everyone would call an
angel.
On the way to school one day, I said to David that he was very lucky
to have such a wonderful teacher, rich with knowledge of another
country.
David asked me where Mrs. Arhin was from, and I answered that
she was from a faraway land called Ghana, in Africa.
He asked how far away that was, and I replied that it would be
several hours by plane.
"Mrs. Arhin must really love us," David said, to travel so long every
day just to teach us."
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Todays Thought; "There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it." - Chinese Proverb
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This was the second time this morning...
I don't know where the other blog went??
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