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For your viewing pleasure
Hal Holbrook in Mark Twain Tonight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24EOgFvfptA&list=PL7fTLA1i5h4Bhnlv1nhFTtsvSBUFb5myF
Hal Holbrook in Mark Twain Tonight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24EOgFvfptA&list=PL7fTLA1i5h4Bhnlv1nhFTtsvSBUFb5myF
Jeezus wilson, my eyeballs need a cold shower.
Could I get some fries with that shake?
my son & i have played with a white tiger, but it was NOTHING like this -
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10152423057315664&fref=nf
https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10152423057315664&fref=nf
Word of the day from Dictionary.com
crapulous
\KRAP-yuh-luhs\
adjective
1. given to or characterized by gross excess in drinking or eating.
2. suffering from or due to such excess.
Quotes
Hastily running across the court to his own rooms, he groped... See full quote
-- Frederic W. Farrar, Julian Home: A Tale of College Life, 1866
Origin
Crapulous came to English in the mid-1500s from the Late Latin crāpulōsus.
crapulous
\KRAP-yuh-luhs\
adjective
1. given to or characterized by gross excess in drinking or eating.
2. suffering from or due to such excess.
Quotes
Hastily running across the court to his own rooms, he groped... See full quote
-- Frederic W. Farrar, Julian Home: A Tale of College Life, 1866
Origin
Crapulous came to English in the mid-1500s from the Late Latin crāpulōsus.
During my time riding a motorcycle in the carnival, I got to play with a couple of Bengal cubs.
Just the cutest little things ever, even tho they could put their paws on your stomach and almost look you in the eye.
This guy above has fangs like rail road spikes.
Just the cutest little things ever, even tho they could put their paws on your stomach and almost look you in the eye.
This guy above has fangs like rail road spikes.
Terry, is there anything you havent experienced in life. Id like to take a week long fishing trip with you and hear some of your stories.
Don't make it sound like that Allen. My life wasn't all that interesting.
I just did a couple of things that I wanted to do and later, found out that they weren't that interesting. Wasted time really.
Everyone has a couple of stories to tell and you would always be welcome on my boat for a few days. Thats one of the reasons why I like to listen to others as well. Never know what a person might learn.
I just did a couple of things that I wanted to do and later, found out that they weren't that interesting. Wasted time really.
Everyone has a couple of stories to tell and you would always be welcome on my boat for a few days. Thats one of the reasons why I like to listen to others as well. Never know what a person might learn.
I always tell people it isn't that i did lots of interesting things, I'm just OLD. If i fell into 2 interesting things a year- i have over 100 stories.
i was smart enough to NOT wear my fox coat into the party.
but i was NOT smart enough to remove my rings.
she rolled onto her back. i was petting her stomach/neck (she liked my long nails). she wanted to "play". and the next thing i knew, her 2-inch claw was hooked 180 degrees through my pinkie-ring - CAUGHT - and i came close to losing a finger.
sobering....
.
but i was NOT smart enough to remove my rings.
she rolled onto her back. i was petting her stomach/neck (she liked my long nails). she wanted to "play". and the next thing i knew, her 2-inch claw was hooked 180 degrees through my pinkie-ring - CAUGHT - and i came close to losing a finger.
sobering....
.
First Day on New Job
I'm just gonna go down these steps. What could possibly go wrong?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oPlMbr1pnRc
I'm just gonna go down these steps. What could possibly go wrong?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oPlMbr1pnRc
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"The undisputed highlight of the festival, however, is the home made wooden scooter race from Banaue Point downhill for 4 km to the Plaza. It was chaotic but great fun. I enjoyed the race from the back of a tricycle hanging on tightly & taking pictures through the grill of the back window. A police car was between traffic and the scooters. Their sirens were blaring, as the policemen gesticulated wildly with their arms, laughing & shouting at us through megaphones to get out of the way. We stayed 30 yards ahead & just enjoyed the spectacle."
http://asiaphotostock.blogspot.ca/2013_04_01_archive.html
http://500px.com/MonCorpuz/stories/30980/it-s-more-fun-in-the-philippines
BLACK ROBBERS (A True Story)
On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine.
She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the quarters in her room. 'I'll be right back and we'll go to eat' she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator.
As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was very tall and had an intimidating figure. The woman froze. Her first thought was: 'These two are going to rob me.'
Her next thought was: 'Don't be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen.' But racial stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her.
Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they closed.
A second passed, and then another second, and then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move. Panic consumed her.
'My God' she thought, I'm trapped and about to be robbed!
Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.
Then one of the men said, 'Hit the floor.'
Instinct told her to do what they told her.
The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of coins rained down on her.
'Take my money and spare me', she prayed.
More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say politely, 'Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what floor you're going to, we'll push the button.'
The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh. The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They reached down to help her up.
Confused, she struggled to her feet. 'When I told my friend here to hit the floor,' said the average sized one, I meant that he should hit the elevator button for our floor. I didn't mean for you to hit the floor, ma'am.
He spoke genially. He bit his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not laughing.
The woman thought: 'My God, what a spectacle I've made of myself.'
She was too humiliated to speak. The three of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her bucket.
When the elevator arrived at her floor they then insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor.
At her door they bid her a good evening.
As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator.
The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband.
The next morning flowers were delivered to her room; a dozen roses.
Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred-dollar bill.
The card said: 'Thanks for the best laugh we've had in years.
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It was signed: Eddie Murphy & Michael Jordan
On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine.
She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the quarters in her room. 'I'll be right back and we'll go to eat' she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator.
As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was very tall and had an intimidating figure. The woman froze. Her first thought was: 'These two are going to rob me.'
Her next thought was: 'Don't be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen.' But racial stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her.
Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they closed.
A second passed, and then another second, and then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move. Panic consumed her.
'My God' she thought, I'm trapped and about to be robbed!
Her heart plummeted. Perspiration poured from every pore.
Then one of the men said, 'Hit the floor.'
Instinct told her to do what they told her.
The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out her arms and collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of coins rained down on her.
'Take my money and spare me', she prayed.
More seconds passed. She heard one of the men say politely, 'Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what floor you're going to, we'll push the button.'
The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out. He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh. The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men. They reached down to help her up.
Confused, she struggled to her feet. 'When I told my friend here to hit the floor,' said the average sized one, I meant that he should hit the elevator button for our floor. I didn't mean for you to hit the floor, ma'am.
He spoke genially. He bit his lip. It was obvious he was having a hard time not laughing.
The woman thought: 'My God, what a spectacle I've made of myself.'
She was too humiliated to speak. The three of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her bucket.
When the elevator arrived at her floor they then insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor.
At her door they bid her a good evening.
As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator.
The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband.
The next morning flowers were delivered to her room; a dozen roses.
Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred-dollar bill.
The card said: 'Thanks for the best laugh we've had in years.
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It was signed: Eddie Murphy & Michael Jordan