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How old is that clock???? :eek: :floorlaugh:

Not that old...probably about seven or eight years old?

"In Aug. 2005, Congress passed an energy bill that included extending Daylight Saving Time by about a month. Since 2007, DST starts the second Sunday of March and ends on the first Sunday of November.

Read more: Daylight Saving Time | Infoplease.com http://www.infoplease.com/spot/daylight1.html#ixzz2jWHH9xOw"
 
Fireworks? the occasion is what?

bonfire night (guy fawkes night) but its not til the 5th but there are always some people who set them off for days before and after.


back to normal :party:
 
God I feel so old,I have been complaining about people letting off fireworks for 2 days now :floorlaugh:

Its silly wee boys that are doing it and they arent proper fireworks either just those silly ones that go flash bang with no colour or sparkle.

Y/n I still haven't been on to change my avatar :floorlaugh:

Sent from my GT-I9505 using Tapatalk

HATE 4th of July for same reason!!!!!! Add dogs into mix!!! Then the illegal fireworks sold at Indian reservation :tantrum::banghead:

Thank you for changing your avitar -- that other one creeper me out:seeya:
 
Lol at the smart clock! Work phones do the same thing twice a year, messes with the boss' head. I have to reset them twice each time.

While browsing for anything to make me feel Halloween magic (guess I should move on to Thanksgiving, I do listen to Christmas music throughout the year to feel kind again, lol), I found some relaxing videos and sounds for all with insomnia, check the side videos at youtube too, and the channel for relaxing sounds is posted in the video if storms are not your thing for relaxing.

75 minutes of thunder and rain - relaxing noise for your ears - YouTube




Princess, WHERE ARE YOU? HOW ARE YOU??!!!
 
Look what I found on FB! :floorlaugh: The person who posted it found it somewhere else...here? :floorlaugh:

"Picture Jodi at her waitressing job waiting on the wonderful juan Martinez."
(M=Martinez; J=Jodi)


M: I’d like a hamburger medium rare please.
J: Describe Medium for me.
M; Not over done
J: What do you mean by rare?
M: Just a wee bit pink in the middle.
J: I’m sorry, can you repeat that.
M: A hamburger medium rare please. How long will that take?
J: It shouldn’t take too long.
M: Well, How long? How many minutes?
J: How many Minutes for what?
M: How many minutes before my medium rare hamburger will be ready. Ready meaning in front of me ready to eat.
J: Uhmmmm It should be ready before my shift ends, but not before the people seated behind you leave.
M: Well how long will that be?
J: If I had to guess, I would say 15 minutes.
M: Okay. So in 15 minutes I will have a hamburger right?
J: Yes.
M: Can I get fries too please.
J: We have many fries, can you be more specific.
M: Okay, I would like steak fries.
J: Uhhhmmmmm But you didn’t order steak.
M: I know, I ordered a hamburger, I would like the steak fries, the style of fries with my order.
J: Uhhmmmm what order? The hamburger?
M: Yes
J: Okay, I guess.
M: I don’t want you to guess. Can I get steak fries with my hamburger?
J: Yes
M: Can I get a drink too? What kind of drinks do you have?
J: Here at the restaurant? Or the drinks I have at home.
M: Here. At the restaurant. To go with my hamburger and Fries.
J: Uhmmmm… Your making my brain scramble now.
 
someone suggest a song that i can do a cover of my brain is fried :facepalm:

wanted to do run to you but i done a sample and i don't think i can match queen whitney :sigh:
 
ElleElle :seeya:

Long time no see!

How are things in beautiful BC?
 
Darn, I did it again. Scared everybody off!

Does anyone want to come out and play tonight?
 
Darn, I did it again. Scared everybody off!

Does anyone want to come out and play tonight?

Evening, professor :seeya: You don't scare me :floorlaugh:

How's everything with you?

I have a GD fly in my house tonight that is driving us nuts and can't seem to swat him. :banghead:
Must've came in the house when my son was bringing in the bags from the grocery store yesterday.
 
I'm ok.

I killed a giant wasp in my house today. Skeered me. Last two times I got stung, I had some major reactions. :panic:
 
A Letter To My Dogs & Cats

Dear Dogs and Cats,

The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other

dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the

middle of my plate of food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food

and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me

to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster

than you can run.

I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about

this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your

comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is

not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the

fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having

tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.

For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some

miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary

to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered.

Also, I have been using the bathroom for years - canine or feline

attendance is not mandatory.

The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I
cannot stress this enough!

To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our
front door:

Rules for Non-Pet Owners Who Visit and Like to Complain About Our Pets:

1. They live here. You don't.

2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture (That's

why they call it "fur"niture.)

3. I like my pets a lot better than most people.

4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is

short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.

Dogs and cats are better than kids .they eat less, don't ask for money all the
time, are easier to train, usually come when called, never drive your car,

don't hang out with drug-using friends, don't smoke or drink, don't worry

about having to buy the latest fashions, don't wear your clothes, and don't

need a gazillion dollars for college - and if they get pregnant, you can

sell their children.
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Justin & Christian

Far away in the tropical waters of the Caribbean, two prawns were swimming

around in the sea - one called Justin & the other called Christian.

The prawns were constantly being harassed & threatened by sharks that

inhabited the area.
Finally one day Justin said to Christian, "I'm fed up with being a prawn, I wish

I was a shark, then I wouldn't have any worries about being eaten."

A large mysterious cod appeared & said, "Your wish is granted" & lo & behold,

Justin turned into a shark.

Horrified, Christian immediately swam away, afraid of being eaten by his old

mate.

Time passed (as it invariably does) & Justin found life as a shark boring &

lonely. All his old mates simply swam away whenever he came close to them.

Justin didn't realize that his new menacing appearance was the cause of his

sad plight.

While swimming alone one day he saw the mysterious cod again & he thought

perhaps the mysterious fish could change him back into a prawn. He

approached the cod & begged to be changed back, & lo & behold, he found

himself turned back into a prawn.

With tears of joy in his tiny little eyes Justin swam back to his friends &

bought them all a cocktail. Looking around the gathering at the reef he

realized he couldn't see his old pal.

"Where's Christian?" he asked.

"He's at home, still distraught that his best friend changed sides to the enemy

& became a shark",came the reply.

Eager to put things right again & end the mutual pain & torture, he set off to

Christian's abode.

As he opened the coral gate memories came flooding back. He banged on the

door & shouted, "It's me, Justin, your old friend, come out & see me again."

Christian replied,"No way man, you'll eat me. You're now a shark, the enemy,

& I'll not be tricked into being your dinner."

Justin cried back "No, I'm not. That was the old me. I've changed.... I've

found Cod. I'm a Prawn again Christian."
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10 Slices of Toast

Tommy is a young boy, just potty trained. When he goes to the bathroom

though, Tommy manages to hit everything but the toilet. So his mom has to

go in and clean up after him.

After two weeks, she has had enough, and takes Tommy to the doctor.

After the examination, the doctor said, "His unit is too small. An old wives' tale

is to give him two slices of toast each morning, and his unit will grow so he

can hold it and aim straight."

The next morning Tommy jumped out of bed and ran downstairs to the

kitchen. There on the table, are twelve slices of toast.

"Mom!" Tommy yells. "The doctor said I only had to eat two slices of toast."

"I know." said his mother. "The other ten are for your father."
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Did God Make You?

A little girl is sitting on her grandpa's lap and studying the wrinkles on his old

face. She gets up the nerve to rub her fingers over the wrinkles. Then she

touches her own face and looks more puzzled. Finally the little girl asks,

"Grandpa, did God make you?"

"He sure did honey, a long time ago," replies her grandpa.

"Well, did God make me?" asks the little girl.

"Yes, He did, and that wasn't too long ago," answers her grandpa.

"Boy," says the little girl, "He's sure doing a lot better job these days isn't He?"
 
I'm ok.

I killed a giant wasp in my house today. Skeered me. Last two times I got stung, I had some major reactions. :panic:

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I had a giant hornet in my bedroom one summer! I put on my winter coat, gloves, put the hood up, and went after him while my brave husband sat in the front room.:banghead:. I got the hornet! I dont know if I was madder at the hornet or my husband.:floorlaugh: :floorlaugh: it hurts when anyone of them sting. I am allergic to Bees.:scared:
 
bonfire night (guy fawkes night) but its not til the 5th but there are always some people who set them off for days before and after.


back to normal :party:

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Hi Josie. Sounds like U.S. at 4th of July ~ Independence Day! they drive everyone nuts til the Cops start driving around. We get it again on New Years Eve.:floorlaugh: :HHJP: gramma nore
 
I remember once when I was fourteen and babysitting for a newborn. A wasp landed on the crib and I did not want to risk trying to swat it and having it sting little Scott.

I grabbed a can of spray starch and got that sucker good. The critter could not move its wings to fly when I was done with it. :floorlaugh:

Baby Scott slept peacefully through the whole thing.
 
I know some of the side bar regulars don't really want to discuss CMJA, yet I'm bursting with this one.

I haven't ready any of the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy, but I do remember it being discussed here earlier this summer. What strikes me as really crazy is that missy has now posted a review of these three books on her "book club" website. :eek:

Does it make any sense to people that she would have read this series, given the story line of the trilogy? As a supposed survivor of DV, why would she want to read these books? Who in their right mind would have sent these books to her?

Here's her review:

" The Fifty Shades trilogy is not the best writing, but at its core, it's a great modern-day fairy tale where she rescues him. The kinky sex is gratuitous and excessive to the point of monotony. I found myself slamming pages when it came to that so I could hurry up and get back to the good part - the plot - which included danger, conspiracy, big new money, jet-setting, photoshoots, philanthropy, family, Freudian psychology, rare books, higher education, a broken childhood, stalkers' exes, a cat fight, helicopter rides, a helicopter crash, and, of course, true love." -- Jodi Arias

I am dumbfounded.
 
I know some of the side bar regulars don't really want to discuss CMJA, yet I'm bursting with this one.

I haven't ready any of the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy, but I do remember it being discussed here earlier this summer. What strikes me as really crazy is that missy has now posted a review of these three books on her "book club" website. :eek:

Does it make any sense to people that she would have read this series, given the story line of the trilogy? As a supposed survivor of DV, why would she want to read these books? Who in their right mind would have sent these books to her?

Here's her review:

" The Fifty Shades trilogy is not the best writing, but at its core, it's a great modern-day fairy tale where she rescues him. The kinky sex is gratuitous and excessive to the point of monotony. I found myself slamming pages when it came to that so I could hurry up and get back to the good part - the plot - which included danger, conspiracy, big new money, jet-setting, photoshoots, philanthropy, family, Freudian psychology, rare books, higher education, a broken childhood, stalkers' exes, a cat fight, helicopter rides, a helicopter crash, and, of course, true love." -- Jodi Arias

I am dumbfounded.

BBM I don't mind talking about missy :jail:, if there's some newsworthy thing happening with the trial or some other articles, etc., but if it's just to say how much we hate her, blah, blah, blah, I get bored with that. No one likes her, so it's a moot point in my eyes. :deadhorse:

I guess she can read whatever she wants to. I didn't know there was a "plot" to the books, as I didn't read them. I wonder what she considers "true Love"? :hills: Maybe she likes the "photoshoots" parts because she is a "Professional Photographer" or her "broken childhhod". :liar: :scared:

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Fifty sheds of grey

The novel "Fifty Shades Of Grey" has seduced women - and baffled blokes.

Now a spoof, Fifty Sheds Of Grey, offers a treat for the men. The book has

author Colin Grey recounting his love encounters at the bottom of the garden.

Here are some extracts...

Fifty Sheds Of Grey

We tried various positions - round the back, on the side, up against a
wall...

but in the end we came to the conclusion the bottom of the garden was

the only place for a good shed.


She stood before me, trembling in my shed.

"I'm yours for the night," she gasped, "You can do whatever you want with

me."

So I took her to McDonalds.


She knelt before me on the shed floor and tugged gently at first, then

harder until finally it came.

I moaned with pleasure. Now for the other boot.


Ever since she read THAT book, I've had to buy all kinds of ropes, chains and

shackles.

She still manages to get into the shed, though.

"Put on this rubber suit and mask," I instructed, calmly.

"Mmmm, kinky!" she purred.

"Yes," I said, "You can't be too careful with all that asbestos in the shed

roof."


"I'm a very naughty girl," she said, biting her lip. "I need to be

punished."

So I invited my mum to stay for the weekend.


"Harder!" she cried, gripping the workbench tightly. "Harder!"

"Okay," I said. "What's the gross national product of Nicaragua?"

I lay back exhausted, gazing happily out of the shed window.

Despite my concerns about my inexperience, my rhubarb had come up a treat.


"Are you sure you can take the pain?" she demanded, brandishing stilettos.

"I think so," I gulped. "Here we go, then," she said, and showed me the

receipt.


"Hurt me!" she begged, raising her skirt as she bent over my workbench.

"Very well," I replied. "You've got fat ankles and no dress sense."


"Are you sure you want this?" I asked. "When I'm done, you won't be able to

sit down for weeks."

She nodded.

"Okay," I said, putting the three-piece suite on eBay.


"Punish me!" she cried. "Make me suffer like only a real man can!"

"Very well," I replied, leaving the toilet seat up.
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:facepalm:
 
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