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CONTEST!! Crummy Gifts For Winner!!
Yes, this is a shameless entreaty to prompt more hits on my profile!
There are SEVERAL bands listed on my profile for Favorite Music that are NON-EXISTENT. Be the FIRST person to correctly identify ALL of the fake bands and I will give you a bunch of eons crummy gifts!! So, Get Hoppin'!!
Hahahhaaha!!
CiaoMeOwwwwwwwwwwW!! S,BQ
There are SEVERAL bands listed on my profile for Favorite Music that are NON-EXISTENT. Be the FIRST person to correctly identify ALL of the fake bands and I will give you a bunch of eons crummy gifts!! So, Get Hoppin'!!
Hahahhaaha!!
CiaoMeOwwwwwwwwwwW!! S,BQ
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My thanks to all those who have sent me emails this past year........?
I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat shit in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing.
Also, I now have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
I no longer have any savings because I gave them to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the £15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.....
Or from the senior bank clerk in Nigeria who wants me to split £7 million with me for pretending to be a long lost relative of a customer who died intestate.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca-Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer can buy petrol without taking a man along to watch the car to prevent a serial killer won't crawl into the back seat when I'm filling up.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda , Singapore and Uzbekistan .
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my bum.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't even pick up the £5.00 I found dropped in the car park because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large seagull with diarrhoea will land on your head at 5:00pm next afternoon and the fleas from 12 mangy camels will infest your backside, causing you to grow a hairy lump. I know this will occur, because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbour's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.
By the way....a South American scientist, after a lengthy study, has discovered, that people with low IQ who have infrequent sexual activity, always read their e-mails with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late
I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat shit in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing.
Also, I now have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
I no longer have any savings because I gave them to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the £15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.....
Or from the senior bank clerk in Nigeria who wants me to split £7 million with me for pretending to be a long lost relative of a customer who died intestate.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca-Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer can buy petrol without taking a man along to watch the car to prevent a serial killer won't crawl into the back seat when I'm filling up.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda , Singapore and Uzbekistan .
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my bum.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't even pick up the £5.00 I found dropped in the car park because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large seagull with diarrhoea will land on your head at 5:00pm next afternoon and the fleas from 12 mangy camels will infest your backside, causing you to grow a hairy lump. I know this will occur, because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbour's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.
By the way....a South American scientist, after a lengthy study, has discovered, that people with low IQ who have infrequent sexual activity, always read their e-mails with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late
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Reach that point....
I was just finishing my lunch (a wrap using last night's leftover seven layer dish) when the thought 'I reached that point" came into my mind. I had decided that my outdoor activity today would be to wash the windows and install the storm windows, a job I was not looking forward to at all. As I was really enjoying that last bit of the wrap I realized the enjoyment was over, the uninviting task was just seconds ahead. Then instantly my mind flash the image of me leaving my house for the last time, headed off to the nursing home. I had "reached that point". The next thought was about reaching that point of saying goodbye for the last time at the casket to a life companion. Thoughts popped into my mind of leaving the hospital room and being rolled down the hall to a risky operation, reaching that point where you wonder "Is this it?", "Is life about to end?"I recall my Mom being hauled away from her home when she broke her hip, did she realized she "reached that point"? Did she wonder if she would ever see her house again? She never did, she spent eleven months in rehab and a nursing home, broke her other hip and died from complications form the surgery. Was she aware she reached that point when we were saying our goodbyes as she was rolled away to the surgery?
It was an odd thing to pop in my mind but I had to share it, every moment, this very moment has taken on a bit more importance to me. ~gJ
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would someone please explain to me why people are blaming the Bush administration for the economy when the dems are the main one who were pushing the loans to the people who did not qualify for them and Barney Frank, Chris Dodd,and Obama took the most money from fannie and Freddy..John McCain tried to pass a bill twice to regulate them but was voted down by the dems...John McCain is the only on who has fought the ridiculous pork...and what about someone who is friends with a unrepentant terrorest and had a pastor who hates America and gave 800,000 dollars to a group such as acorn. Just don't understand





