cookies are sweet

I think it happened when the "children" of the 60's started having kids. Also, I think Dr. Spock was one of the worst things that happened to child rearing. (if anyone disagrees, that is cool with me)

I had attention deficit disorder when I was a kid. I got over it after my dad found a cure, his belt. I paid plenty of attention then. (it's just a joke) (well, I did pay real close attention when he got his belt, but the rest was a joke) If running around like a chicken with your head cut off is a sign of ADD, then our grandkids are ADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD (or however many D's you can get). Grandma here never notices, but Grandpa is always coming in the room saying; "What's all the yelling and running around about?" I say it isn't ADD but rather a grandmother who let's the kids get

You can thank me for the $25 win. I started to play but never got my money in. Your welcome. (I am a lotto jinx)

I had a crazy customer, who we had gone waaaaaaay over board to work with, tell me one time, actually he yelled it over the phone so loud that people came out of other offices to see who was yelling at me on the phone, "You can take your (product) and shove it up your fat azz!!!!" Then he slammed down the phone. I hung up and turned around to see everyone with their mouths hanging open. I grabbed my belly and shook it while saying; "I don't know why he had to bring my weight into it." Everyone started laughing. Oh yeh, I got me a good size belly.

He does laugh a lot. When I have visited him, it always has been a fun time.

It sounds as if prayers are needed. They are a nice retired couple. He was working in the yard all day. I hope all works out ok.

Not sure if the Life Flight is for our neighbor. He is an older man.

Ambulance just went tearing down my street, headed for Ridge. I live in a cul-de-sac, so it's someone here.

Feel free to just say hello and shake my hand. But overall, you are right. Even my father, who was old school southern and very, I guess you could say prudish, loved the Three Stooges and one day I found out he was a closet Jerry Springer fan. That last one he would never admit to. By the way, I think he was correct in keeping his watching of Springer in the closet.

Alleged my butt dial.

That was you? Sorry about that, I was posting on pcom while driving.

There's a left lane law??

I had a kidney stone and that is waaaaaaaaay worse than having a baby. My proof? These words: "ALL NATURAL way, three times" There is no way I would ever have another kidney stone if I could help it. BTW Funny

Is that a GA tag?

Memory is such a strange thing. My mother and I were having this discussion just yesterday. While I was able to describe the place we lived in when I was born and left at age 2, I was unable to remember much about her father, my grandfather, who did not pass away until I was 12. What is even stranger about this is that we went to visit this grandfather almost every Sunday.

Why does this remind me of the old joke about the hooker who goes to the bank to cash a $100 check that her "john" gave her. When told the account doesn't have any money in it, the hooker yells; "You mean I have been raped?"

I knew a guy who's last name was Stains. After high school he joined the Navy. He later said that if he knew what they call people in the Navy he would have joined the Army. BTW They call enlisted people in the Navy, "Seaman (followed by their last name)".

Me too.

I have no clue who it is, but one thing I know about me and Pubby, someone somewhere is always ticked off at us. (it was just a joke, my wife ain't mad at me either, of course she hasn't gotten home yet either)

Tornados, Atlanta under flood watch, gas shortages, people envying the rich, politicians lying and stealing, Obama is Nixon, someone says Michael Jackson was a pedophile, the IRS is causing trouble and controversy, my wife is mad at me, Pubby ticked someone off, Could this be the end of the world? Or is it just Thursday?

My father's name was Richard, I remember my grandfather commenting one time that it was very unusual that he never picked up the nickname Dick. As my grendfather noted, most men who were named Richard were called Dick. RIP Dick

He be good.

Don't be a hater, just because the man is good at budgeting.

I have no problem with gas, I blame the bulldog.