Life is like a roll of toilet paper ...the closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes...
so have fun, think 'good thoughts' only, learn to laugh at yourself, and Count your blessings!

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Who said that the Germans have no sense of humor?

Thanks Misha!

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H20 has a great post that calls for an honest discussion of race that will no doubt earn her the epitaph of "Racist" and "hatemonger"...

It's refreshing to hear honest talk for a change, instead of mealy mouthed euphamisms. We do need to have a good, honest dicussion on race relations where the White side can be heard as well as the usual Black accusations and demands.

To those of "Rev." Wrights' ilk that damn America for being racist and "keeping the Brothers down", I invite them to examine Africa itself for REAL racism and hate.

Rhodesia USED to be the breadbasket of Africa, then the 'enlightened' Brothers took over from the "Colonial racist overlords"...Zimbabwe is now second only to Darfur in (BLACK) tribe on tribe genocide and the people are starving.

South Africa WAS racist in their social policies; BUT it's funny, Black people voted with their feet to enter the country from all over the rest of the continent because, even with the blatently overt racism, living conditions there were still better than in any other country in the area, and now that majority rule has been established, the conditions have deteriotated to almost match those other hell holes.

Call me racist, but if you look at the proof of real results it does seem that, as a group, Blacks come up deficiant. Individuals are brilliant and shine nova-like for being set among the general dross of the rest of the mass that is content to feed off of largess of the general public that allows them the free time to complain about how put down they are.

Whites historically treated Blacks shamefully, and some sort of restitution in the form of a hand up was justified to level the playing field, but I would contend that that that restitution in the form of set asides, racial hiring quotas, educational aid, and just plain handouts have already leveled that playing field long ago and it's time that the Black population look to itself to ensure that they use those tools to raise themselves to where they wish to be, and not depend on White Guilt to just give it to them.

Recent Black immigrants from Africa, Jamaca, Honduras, etc, etc seem to fare much better than their native born compatriots; they see and USE the opportunities afforded them to great effect, and still maintain their dignity and racial and personal pride. They are too busy making a success of themselves to complain about some historical grievences of no personal consequence to themselves. They acknowledge the past, learn from it, and use the present opportunities to raise themseves to wherever their native abilities can take them. They have moved on from the past; it's time their betheran do the same.

Thanks to GuyK for the link

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The Scottie Dog Who Knew Karate

There once was a young couple who lived in a town filled with crime. After three neighbors' houses had been robbed, the couple decided to get a guard dog.
So one day the wife went to the pet store and said, "I need a good guard dog."

And the clerk replied, "Sorry, we're all sold out. All we have left is this little Scottie dog. But he knows karate."

The wife didn't believe him so he said to the dog, "Karate that chair."

The dog went up to the chair and broke it into pieces, then he said to the dog, "Karate that table." The dog went up to the table and broke it in half.

So the wife bought the dog and took it home to her husband who was expecting a big guard dog. But then she told her husband that it knew karate, and he said "Karate my ass!"

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I know I haven't been posting as I should, and I'm sorry for that, but it's difficult to do so when your world is constantly spinning around you like a top.

It takes about four times longer to type anything than it usually does for me, and it's even harder to read; not to mention that the drugs they have me on tend to make me more scatterbrained than a Blond on Tequilla. Rather than trying to egage in any arguments on the issues of the day, I'm just trying to make sense of simple sentences like "He went to the creek to get some water".

I find myself wondering why he's going to the creek rather than the kitchen faucet, and if the creek water has been tested safe by the local water board or not. How does he get to the creek; does he walk or ride a bike? How cold is the water? How deep is the creek? Why in the HELL am I concerned about some dumbass using unprocessed water? Do I know this yahoo?

See what I mean? Hopefully the Docs will get my dosages correct soon and I'll revert to my usual (semi)logical/sane self. It's really frustrating. All the symptoms of my CVA seem to manifest internally except for the loss of a regular sense of balance, and to someone that doesn't know me that just looks like I've drunk one or two too many martinis, hence worthy of only disgust at a sloppy drunk. I'm doing my exercises and believe it or not, my Doc told me that trying to post at least once or twice every day should be a part of my rehabilitation regimen...only thing is that I just can't get anything up worth reading, so if there are some strange things up the next couple weeks, please bear with me. Laugh at the idiocy, be assurred I am. Beats crying.

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A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him.
The waitress asks them for their orders. The man says, 'A hamburger,
fries and a coke,' and turns to the ostrich, 'What's yours?' 'I'll have the
same,' says the ostrich.

A short time later the waitress returns with the order ' That will be
$9.40 please,' and the man reaches into his pocket and pulls out
the exact change for payment. The next day, the man and the ostrich
come again and the man says, 'A hamburger, fries and a coke.' The
ostrich says, 'I'll have the same.'

Again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change.
This becomes routine until the two enter again. 'The usual?' asks the
waitress. 'No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato
and a salad,' says the man. 'Same,' says the ostrich.

Shortly the waitress brings the order and says, 'That will be $32.62.'
Once again the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and
places it on the table. The waitress cannot hold back her curiosity
any longer. 'Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come
up with the exact change in your pocket every time?"

'Well,' says the man, 'several years ago I was cleaning the attic
and found an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and
offered me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever had to pay
for anything, I would just put my hand in my pocket and the right
amount of money would always be there.' 'That's brilliant!' says
the waitress. 'Most people would ask for a million dollars or
something, but you'll always be as rich as you want for as long
as you live!''That's right. Whether it's a gallon of milk or a Rolls
Royce, the exact money is always there,' says the man.

The waitress asks, 'What's with the ostrich?' The man sighs,
pauses and answers, 'My second wish was for a tall chick with a
big butt and long legs who agrees with everything I say.'

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Beware of old men wearing side arms ...

Last week police were called to investigate an attempted armed robbery in South Florida :

The 71-year-old retired Marine who opened fire on two robbers at a Plantation, FL, Subway shop late Wednesday, killing one and critically wounding the other, is described as John Lovell, a former helicopter pilot for two presidents. He doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he works out everyday. Mr. Lovell was a man of action Wednesday night.

According to Plantation police, two masked gunmen came into a small restaurant at 1949 N. Pine Rd. Just after 11 p.m. There was a lone diner, Mr. L ovell, who was finishing his meal. After robbing the cashier, the two men attempted to shove Mr. Lovell into a bathroom and rob him as well. They got his money, but then Mr. Lovell pulled his handgun and opened fire. He shot one of the thieves in the head and chest and the other in the head.

When police arrived, they found one of the men in the sho p. K-9 units found the other in the bushes of a nearby business. They also found cash strewn around the front of the sandwich shop according to Detective Robert Rettig of the Plantation Police Department.

Both men were taken to the Broward General Medical Center , where one, Donicio Arrindell, 22, of North Lauderdale died. The other, 21-year-old Frederick Gadson of Fort Lauderdale is in critical but stable condition

A longtime friend of Lovell was not surprised to hear what happened. The friend said, ''He'd give you the shirt off his back, but he'd be mad as hell if someone tried to take the shirt off your back.''
Mr. Lovell was a pilot in the Marine Corps, flying former Presidents John F.. Kennedy and Lyndon B. Johnson. He later worked as a pilot for Pan Am and Delta.

He is not expected to be charged authorities said. ''He was in fear for his life,'' Detective Rettig said, 'These criminals ought to realize that most men in their 70's have military backgrounds and aren't intimidated by idiots.'

Something tells me this old Marine wasn't 'in fear for his life', even though his life was definitely at risk. The only thing he could be charged with is participating in an unfair fight. One 71 - year young Marine against two punks. Two head shots and one center body mass shot - outstanding shooting! That'll teach them not to get between a Marine and his meal.

Don't you just love a story with a happy ending?

( Florida law allows eligible citizens to carry a concealed weapon. Every state should.)

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Chris, from My Second Amendment group, sent me this in an E-mail today,
I challenge anyu of you to watch this and NOT get a tear in your eye. The fact that this was a project CHOSEN by a group of public school teen-agers in support of our Military only makes it all the better...maybe there is hope for our Country yet, if there are enough of the younger generation that believe the same way.

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