One can be a Non-wit, Nit-wit, Half- wit, Whole-wit or one of them other ones. I haven’t been able to put a label on you, so you are probably one of the latter ones.
You really didn’t expect me to give it a name here, did you? If you don’t know what you are, it’s probably too late to hear what it is now! The one that is the most fun, out of those groups, are the ones called Half-Wits. If you intend to do business with someone, that is listed in one of the groups above, don’t!
If I were you, I wouldn’t be doing business with anyone, regardless of which group they are in! The economy is so bad, you should keep your money in your bra or shoe.
Men don’t use bras and you know what their money would be like or smell like if they put it in their shorts with all them skid marks and stains! A shoe would be the we last place I would put my money, that is if I had any. Would have to say it is Non-Negotiable, after it has been there, would be the best way to call it!
Not that panties don’t smell, there is just not enough to them to trap a smell! I read that somewhere! Thought you would be interested. I am not an authority on any-thing, but I do know people that are experts on most everything.
You won’t find this old one listed under any of the above groups. At different times, I could be one of any of the above groups, but today I stand out alone. Maybe stand out is not the right word, but I will be easy to recognized above all others, because I am the intelligent looking one with green hair. Yeah, I went green along with others this past year. But no one told me that going green, didn’t mean to change the color of one’s hair, I don’t usually follow any trend that has something to do with a group! But if the “Boss” says “Jump” I do ask how high!
Early mornings are the best part of the day, so I slept in this morning to find out if it was true, but she stayed in bed longer than I did. When she did get up, the coffee was ready, the dog had been let out so he could pee, then fed and the news paper was brought in and placed on her stand by her chair. Later she made some pan cakes and broke some eggs and scraped them up off the floor, thinking that I wouldn’t know, but the dog licking the floor gave it away . He doesn’t like raw egg, he was just helping to clean up the mess!
My night sleep was anything but good, didn’t think I would ever fall asleep and when I did, I kept waking up. That ( CPAP) breathing device that they gave me to use at night is just not working for me. If keeping me awake all means it is working than I GUESS IT is doing the job.. But I am told it takes time to get use to it. A year or more!
You really didn’t expect me to give it a name here, did you? If you don’t know what you are, it’s probably too late to hear what it is now! The one that is the most fun, out of those groups, are the ones called Half-Wits. If you intend to do business with someone, that is listed in one of the groups above, don’t!
If I were you, I wouldn’t be doing business with anyone, regardless of which group they are in! The economy is so bad, you should keep your money in your bra or shoe.
Men don’t use bras and you know what their money would be like or smell like if they put it in their shorts with all them skid marks and stains! A shoe would be the we last place I would put my money, that is if I had any. Would have to say it is Non-Negotiable, after it has been there, would be the best way to call it!
Not that panties don’t smell, there is just not enough to them to trap a smell! I read that somewhere! Thought you would be interested. I am not an authority on any-thing, but I do know people that are experts on most everything.
You won’t find this old one listed under any of the above groups. At different times, I could be one of any of the above groups, but today I stand out alone. Maybe stand out is not the right word, but I will be easy to recognized above all others, because I am the intelligent looking one with green hair. Yeah, I went green along with others this past year. But no one told me that going green, didn’t mean to change the color of one’s hair, I don’t usually follow any trend that has something to do with a group! But if the “Boss” says “Jump” I do ask how high!
Early mornings are the best part of the day, so I slept in this morning to find out if it was true, but she stayed in bed longer than I did. When she did get up, the coffee was ready, the dog had been let out so he could pee, then fed and the news paper was brought in and placed on her stand by her chair. Later she made some pan cakes and broke some eggs and scraped them up off the floor, thinking that I wouldn’t know, but the dog licking the floor gave it away . He doesn’t like raw egg, he was just helping to clean up the mess!
My night sleep was anything but good, didn’t think I would ever fall asleep and when I did, I kept waking up. That ( CPAP) breathing device that they gave me to use at night is just not working for me. If keeping me awake all means it is working than I GUESS IT is doing the job.. But I am told it takes time to get use to it. A year or more!
My night dreams are worse than my day dreams. There is this repeating dream, of a shadow with a black hat and black cape, that keeps saying, follow me. I wake up screaming for help, but no one even arrives in time to save me! Does that mean I am gone or I am going?
Once I remember being ask if I wanted Brains or Good Looks? I ask for half of each, I must have been thinking Vanilla, and got Strawberry that tasted like chocolate. It’s no wonder that I have been so screwed up all these past eighty years. When I got old enough to leave home, mother kept sending me in the wrong directions. She would send me out the front door and when following her directions, I ended up coming in the back door. I always thought the back door was to be used when taking out the trash!
Our house was covered with black tar paper with strips of thin wood holding it in place. The roof had the same stuff only it had green sand stuck to it. It was called roofing! Back then, we had cellars, basements weren’t in style until years later. All kind of things were growing down there and some of them moved around. Flat rocks were used as a foundation, to build on. One of our neighbors build a house with logs and stuffed mud in between the logs to fill the cracks.
Sometimes we had to burn pine needles to keep warm, but they didn’t last long and boy, did they ever smoke up the house. I remember sneaking into the rail road yard and taking lumps of coal and carrying them home. The worst part was going into the neighbor’s barn, at night and trying to get milk out of his cow. If the cops found chicken bones on ones property, someone was going to jail. Hey, I just told you about my first depression years in the 30’s. When my Dad found a job, paying a dollar a day, we became rich over night.
Did you ever have to wear a dress to school when you were a young boy? That would have been embarrassing wouldn’t it? The other kids wouldn’t be sure if you were a boy or a girl. That would be something of interest. One day you are dressed as a girl and the next as a boy and one would tend to think you were a girl, because girls do wear boys clothing but boys never wear girls stuff. That is, unless you are one of them other people, you know what I mean! If you happened to be named one of them cute girly names, ( Frances, Bobbie, Billie or Jackie ) how would anyone know which bath room you should be using?
Now that brings us to another minor problem, of which needs some attention. Of course the person that has this problem, will not admit to having the problem and therefore, it has only been approached once and tends to create a rather hostile topic to discuss and should never be approached without the use of armor, or protection of some sort.
Everyone should be able to tell a cat from a dog, so to speak! If it barks it has to be a dog, If it bites, it is a cat, if it hisses at you, back away and don’t mess around with it. Sometimes it can be a fire breathing monster, but then you married it. So either leave home or dig a hole in the ground to hide in. No government has ever been able to place a tax on it and remain in power today. It could be dressed in Red and has a tail, horns and usually carries a big bloody knife. No it is not the devil, it’s her sister! The Devil is female you know and here is a very large family of sisters everywhere you look!
You most likely have noticed that I didn’t put a name on this problem and it is, without a doubt, a problem we all share in. Black is not always black and can be gray to the un-trained eye. White has always been a lighter shade of gray and sweetness can have any number of meanings. When “smoke can be smelled out in the woods”, there must be a fire! I heard that some-where, but can’t remember where and it makes little sense in this writing. ! But as I remember, it could have came from a ( Bear, called Smoky)
Angels protect those that give to the church and will help to build the fire under those that don’t.
Now if you find yourself agreeing with what I have said. Do not answer this message and this will tell me that you agree with everything I have said. If you disagree, send your rebuttal, along with one dollar, for filing and forwarding. Rebuttal will be posted in the next news letter. Of course ,, if no one is interested, there won’ t be any!
Tears are sometimes used as a method to gain approval or support, but please note this stuff is all dry and contains no Spam or virus. And the legal system make no ruling on the validity of information contained within.
Remember, God’s garden only displays “Fruit of the Loom”
Ben R. 2/11/09
Once I remember being ask if I wanted Brains or Good Looks? I ask for half of each, I must have been thinking Vanilla, and got Strawberry that tasted like chocolate. It’s no wonder that I have been so screwed up all these past eighty years. When I got old enough to leave home, mother kept sending me in the wrong directions. She would send me out the front door and when following her directions, I ended up coming in the back door. I always thought the back door was to be used when taking out the trash!
Our house was covered with black tar paper with strips of thin wood holding it in place. The roof had the same stuff only it had green sand stuck to it. It was called roofing! Back then, we had cellars, basements weren’t in style until years later. All kind of things were growing down there and some of them moved around. Flat rocks were used as a foundation, to build on. One of our neighbors build a house with logs and stuffed mud in between the logs to fill the cracks.
Sometimes we had to burn pine needles to keep warm, but they didn’t last long and boy, did they ever smoke up the house. I remember sneaking into the rail road yard and taking lumps of coal and carrying them home. The worst part was going into the neighbor’s barn, at night and trying to get milk out of his cow. If the cops found chicken bones on ones property, someone was going to jail. Hey, I just told you about my first depression years in the 30’s. When my Dad found a job, paying a dollar a day, we became rich over night.
Did you ever have to wear a dress to school when you were a young boy? That would have been embarrassing wouldn’t it? The other kids wouldn’t be sure if you were a boy or a girl. That would be something of interest. One day you are dressed as a girl and the next as a boy and one would tend to think you were a girl, because girls do wear boys clothing but boys never wear girls stuff. That is, unless you are one of them other people, you know what I mean! If you happened to be named one of them cute girly names, ( Frances, Bobbie, Billie or Jackie ) how would anyone know which bath room you should be using?
Now that brings us to another minor problem, of which needs some attention. Of course the person that has this problem, will not admit to having the problem and therefore, it has only been approached once and tends to create a rather hostile topic to discuss and should never be approached without the use of armor, or protection of some sort.
Everyone should be able to tell a cat from a dog, so to speak! If it barks it has to be a dog, If it bites, it is a cat, if it hisses at you, back away and don’t mess around with it. Sometimes it can be a fire breathing monster, but then you married it. So either leave home or dig a hole in the ground to hide in. No government has ever been able to place a tax on it and remain in power today. It could be dressed in Red and has a tail, horns and usually carries a big bloody knife. No it is not the devil, it’s her sister! The Devil is female you know and here is a very large family of sisters everywhere you look!
You most likely have noticed that I didn’t put a name on this problem and it is, without a doubt, a problem we all share in. Black is not always black and can be gray to the un-trained eye. White has always been a lighter shade of gray and sweetness can have any number of meanings. When “smoke can be smelled out in the woods”, there must be a fire! I heard that some-where, but can’t remember where and it makes little sense in this writing. ! But as I remember, it could have came from a ( Bear, called Smoky)
Angels protect those that give to the church and will help to build the fire under those that don’t.
Now if you find yourself agreeing with what I have said. Do not answer this message and this will tell me that you agree with everything I have said. If you disagree, send your rebuttal, along with one dollar, for filing and forwarding. Rebuttal will be posted in the next news letter. Of course ,, if no one is interested, there won’ t be any!
Tears are sometimes used as a method to gain approval or support, but please note this stuff is all dry and contains no Spam or virus. And the legal system make no ruling on the validity of information contained within.
Remember, God’s garden only displays “Fruit of the Loom”
Ben R. 2/11/09
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