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Remember When Posted on Mon, May 19, 2008 23:04
Artist: Alan Jackson Remember when I was young and so were you And time stood still and love was all we knew You were the first, so was I We made love and then you cried Remember when Remember when we vowed the vows, and walked the walk Gave our hearts, made the start, and it was hard We lived and learned, life threw curves There was joy, there was hurt Remember when Remember when old ones died and new were born And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged We came together, fell apart And broke each others hearts Remember when Remember when the sound of little feet, was the music we danced to week to week Brought back the love, we found trust Vowed we never give it up Remember when Remember when thirty seemed so old Now lookin' back, its just a steppin' stone To where we are Where we've been Said we do it all again Remember when Remember when we said when we turn gray When the children grow up and move away We won't be sad, we'll be glad For all the life we've had And we'll remember when Remember when Remember when
Live...Love....Laugh Posted on Thu, May 08, 2008 23:04
As you may know? i had put a blog up thanking you who had taken the time to share your experiances in the blogs. That feeling is still the same regardless of what the politically correct people who run this place think. I want to thank all the people that have commented on my blogs over the years. You all have earned a special place in my heart Your input and insight has renewed my faith in humanity once again. Your stories have made me laugh and some have brought tears to my eyes. Many here have touched me to my very soul through the written word. Even if we have never met? I feel i know you from what you have written. But there comes a day when you need to devote all of your time and attention in someone or something that is very important to you. That time for me is now. Take care stay safe all of you always.......Puft
Leave it to Men lol Posted on Thu, Apr 10, 2008 23:24
Only a real man can make you feel like a woman. A plane passed through a severe storm. The turbulence was awful, and things went from bad to worse when one wing was struck by lightning. One woman lost it completely. She stood up in the front of the plane and screamed, 'I'm too young to die,' she cried. Then she yelled, 'If I'm going to die, I want my last minutes on earth to be memorable! Is there anyone on this plane who can make me feel like a woman?' For a moment, there was silence. Everyone stared at the desperate woman in the front of the plane. Then a man stood up in the rear of the plane. He was handsome, tall, well built, with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Slowly, he started to walk up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt as he went, one button at a time. No one moved. He removed his shirt. Muscles rippled across his chest. She gasped... Then, he spoke... 'Iron this -- and then get me a beer.'
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Rules for Whinners Posted on Thu, Jun 28, 2007 03:39
1 when wanting to whine. Whine like you really mean it. 2 Firmly put your tail between your legs stomp your feet and point your finger at the person your whining at and pout. 3 Remember to have a pity party, invite your friends. That way you won't have to whine alone. 4 Sell your balls on ebay. Since you don't need them you may as well make some money from them. 5 Use clear eyes before you go out in public. That way no one will know you cried. 6 Sign up for whiners anonymous that way you won't need to use your real name and embarrass anyone else that may know you. 7 grow up and accept the fact not everyone will like you or like what you have to say on every subject. 8 don't whine about the rules just suck it up and get on with your life ffs..
The PuftDaddy Rap Posted on Thu, Aug 09, 2007 10:28
There's a guy here on bk called the PuftDaddy He's a heck of a guy and he's quite the fatty. (scrathing record) sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh He's not no slacker and he's no craker thats for sure. All the women here want to make him into a smore. sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh That Puftdaddy is really slick when you mix with alil bis quick. sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh Now PuftDaddy knows he's the man Cause PuftDaddy doesn't come from a can sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh Now Puftdaddy is sweet and tasty But he doesn't play well with other pastry. sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh Now PuftDaddy he's the rapper But he aint no Billy Boy Graham craker sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh Now all the women here want the Puft Daddy prize. Keep talking like that ladies and you will make my dough rise. sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh Now PuftDaddy is done with his song. Now all you ladies can give him the gong. sush sush sush sush sush sush sushhhhhh. lol
An act of compassion Posted on Tue, Jun 19, 2007 18:16
this may have been posted before,but i just recieved this in an email. The email touched me to my very core. And i thought i would share it with you all.Hope you enjoy it.....Bill For all my friends with kids & animals: As a parent and a pet lover, this is one of the kindest things that I've ever heard. I have no way to know who sent it, but there is some very kind soul working in the ' dead letter ' office. Just wanted to share this act of compassion... Here's some Postal service that we never hear about..... but it DOES exist! > >Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. > > >The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and > > >talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a > > >letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. > > >She dictated and I wrote: > > >Dear God, > > >Will you please take special care of our dog, Abbey? She died yesterday > > >and is in heaven. We miss her very much. We are happy that you let us > > >have her as our dog even though she got sick. I hope that you will play > > >with her. She liked to play with balls and swim before she got sick. I > > >am sending some pictures of her so that when you see her in heaven you > > >will know she is our special dog. But I really do miss her. > > >Love, > > >Meredith Claire > > >P S: Mommy wrote the words after Meredith told them to her. > > > > > > > > >We put that in an envelope with two pictures of Abbey, and addressed it > > >to God in Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith stuck > > >some stamps on the front (because, as she said, it may take lots of > > >stamps to get a letter all the way to heaven) and that afternoon I let > > >her drop it into the letter box at the post office. For a few days, she > > >would ask if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He >had. > > > >Yesterday there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch. > > >Curious, I went to look at it. It had a gold star card on the front and > > >said "To Meredith" in an unfamiliar hand. > > > > > >Meredith took it in and opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers, > > >"When a Pet Dies". Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we > > >had written to God, in its opened envelope (which was marked Return to > > >Sender: Insufficient address). On the opposite page, one of the > > >pictures of Abbey was taped under the words "For Meredith" We turned to > > >the back cover, and there was the other picture of Abbey, and this > > >handwritten note on pink paper: > > > > > >"Dear Meredith, > >I know that you will be happy to know that Abbey arrived safely and > > >soundly in Heaven! Having the pictures you sent to me was such a big > > >help. I recognized Abbey right away. > > >You know, Meredith, she isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with > > >me--just like she stays in your heart--young and running and playing. > > >Abbey loved being your dog, you know. > > >Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets!-- > > >so I can't keep your beautiful letter. I am sending it to you with the >pictures so that you will have this book to keep and remember Abbey. > >One of my angels is taking care of this for me. I hope the little book > >helps. Thank you for the beautiful letter. Thank your mother for > >sending it. What a wonderful mother you have! I picked her especially for >you. > >I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. > >By the way, I am in heaven but wherever there is love, I am there also. > > >Love, > > >God and the special angel who wrote this after God told her the words."