tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12111424523069279782024-03-13T11:10:48.329-04:00My Brain Is In Pain AgainWhat Goes On In My Headgarnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.comBlogger667125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-63286319662110256332012-03-07T08:54:00.002-05:002012-03-07T09:00:29.267-05:00Spring Has Sprung!<span ><b>Spring has sprung ,Now the dog shit will be flung!</b></span><div><span ><b>62 degrees today , i'll be out raking and slinging dog doo most of the day!</b></span></div><div><span ><b>Shit , Shovel And Rake for heavens sake and a six pack of miller lite i will take!</b></span></div><div><span ><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span ><b>And remember.......</b></span></div><div><span ><b>Laissez les bon temps rouler!</b></span></div><div><span ><b>And as always, thanks for listening!</b></span></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-56647436053313019292012-03-02T17:43:00.004-05:002012-03-02T20:59:03.498-05:00WTF??????????<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5Fsp6ERV2I/T1FNLpRUPVI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/DKbNBHWJkEA/s1600/mouse1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715434264562253138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b5Fsp6ERV2I/T1FNLpRUPVI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/DKbNBHWJkEA/s400/mouse1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I wanted to take a shower and go out for dinner tonight.I took off my shirt and threw it on the dryer and missed it, the shirt landed on the floor.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Get into the bathroom took off the rest of my clothes and proceeded with the shower, a this point I hear the cat going freakin' nuts, Did not think nothing of it.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I get out of the shower got dressed and played some games on the puter.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">My stomach started to rumble so i put on my shoes, shirt tucked in,hat and jacket.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">I get half way out into the yard and felt something odd in my shirt , stuck my hand down the back of my shirt to get it out and then it started to run up and down my freakin' back, at this point i'm freakin' wiggin' out!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Hat comes off , coat and shirt also!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">The little bastard above hit the ground and went merrily on his way!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Damn near shit myself!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And remember....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span></strong>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-7010928253062682622012-02-18T12:34:00.005-05:002012-02-18T12:54:36.223-05:00Modeling For The 2012 Men's Speedo Competition!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDl9_KFB1SY/Tz_lhJVjRII/AAAAAAAAAyE/3KX08IMlUJ0/s1600/426398_237352889685359_107544209332895_504636_412115350_n.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDl9_KFB1SY/Tz_lhJVjRII/AAAAAAAAAyE/3KX08IMlUJ0/s400/426398_237352889685359_107544209332895_504636_412115350_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710535210133832834" /></a><span >And remember....</span><div><span >Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></div><div><span >And as always, thanks for listening!<br /></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; text-align: center; "><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; text-align: center; "><span ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-80853567842873147932012-02-12T09:38:00.002-05:002012-02-12T09:41:41.500-05:00Just Wondering?<span >If Russia attacked Turkey from the rear do you think Greece would help?</span><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >And remember......</span></div><div><span >Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></div><div><span >And as always, thanks for listening!</span></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-19095458490480491812012-02-11T09:47:00.003-05:002012-02-11T10:53:39.896-05:00Love Really?<span>They say love is the best feeling ever.</span><div><span>I have to strongly disagree!</span></div><div><span>Finding a toilet in time when you have the drizzlin' shitz is a much better feeling!</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>And remember....</span></div><div><span>Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></div><div><span>And as alwys, thanks for listening!</span></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-33156738683166769762012-02-08T16:32:00.001-05:002012-02-08T16:33:44.271-05:00Studies Show ..........<div class="article_body" style="zoom: 1; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "><p style="zoom: 1; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 22px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/18px helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; ">BALTIMORE—According to a study published Monday in <i>Psychological Bulletin</i>, more than 83 percent of suicides take place when an individual is faced with the task of putting a fitted sheet onto a mattress. "In the majority of these cases, people end their lives after trying in vain to get the short side of the sheet onto the long side of the bed, and at least one-third kill themselves after struggling with the final corner only to realize it is their own body weight preventing the sheet from stretching far enough," said Johns Hopkins University psychologist Dr. Khalil Mazarhi, adding that suicide victims are usually discovered in close proximity to fitted sheets that are either partially covering a mattress or balled up in a corner of the room. "The tragic irony of this phenomenon is that a significant number of people will actually use the sheet to hang themselves." The study concludes with a recommendation that, for personal safety, fitted sheets only be handled when a second person is present.<img src="http://o.onionstatic.com/img/icons/terminator.gif" style="border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; " /></p></div><div id="pagination" class="ga_section" name="article:morenews" style="zoom: 1; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">And remember......</div><div id="pagination" class="ga_section" name="article:morenews" style="zoom: 1; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</div><div id="pagination" class="ga_section" name="article:morenews" style="zoom: 1; margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); ">And as always, thanks for listening!</div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-3537928434765754712012-02-07T14:19:00.002-05:002012-02-07T14:34:14.830-05:00Homemade Chicken Pot Pie ?<span >I love homemade comfort food,, damn it's good!</span><div><span >I chopped and diced everything, sauteed everything, put in fridge to cool.</span></div><div><span >Got glass baking dish out put pie dough in and put mixture in and covered with remaining dough.</span></div><div><span >Preheated oven 425, slid that puppy in, now we are set to enjoy a nice meal!</span></div><div><span >All this work made me thirsty, going to get a beer, open fridge shaking my head , can't freakin believe my eyes!</span></div><div><span >Top shelf of the fridge is the chopped up chicken!</span></div><div><span >Cookin gives me the bloody Shits!</span></div><div><span ><br /></span></div><div><span >And remember...</span></div><div><span >Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></div><div><span >And as always ,thanks for listening!</span></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-11924767385958163282012-02-04T04:36:00.003-05:002012-02-04T04:39:23.858-05:00Morning Time Fun With The Dawg<span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBcVeSOT7LY/Tyz8a2zO4TI/AAAAAAAAAxU/9qWyfLhnDzo/s1600/Skunk-in-Grass.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705212366288773426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBcVeSOT7LY/Tyz8a2zO4TI/AAAAAAAAAxU/9qWyfLhnDzo/s400/Skunk-in-Grass.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcc00;">You'd Think The Bitch Would Learn!</span><br /><br /><br /><div></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-89852127724543391482012-01-27T15:33:00.002-05:002012-01-27T15:37:55.135-05:00Death By Diet<span style="color:#ff9900;">A good friend of mine died yesterday by a diet, it was the cocaine diet.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">He was on it for years, he got so damn skinny his spine slid through his asshole and hung himself!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">And remember...,.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-69755809045075243682012-01-25T23:17:00.002-05:002012-01-25T23:21:16.236-05:00Just Remember...........<strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">It's all Shits and Giggles </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Until Someone</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Giggles And Shits!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">And remember....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span></strong>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-55212461462311321682012-01-13T09:55:00.006-05:002012-01-13T10:28:48.214-05:00John Is Freakin' Tired! XXX Language Not For Sensitve Ears , If that fits You Stay The Hell Out!<span style="color:#ff0000;">Johnny G is very fkin' tired of our politicians, a bunch of sensitive clits!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">They take decent human beings, throw them in to the wild with weapons and tell them to kill all enemies for their fkin' cause, when the killin' starts and the euphoria of it all sets the fk in and those faggot politicians don't like what they see because it don't fkin' benefit the cause, oh fkin' well people it's fkin' war!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Mutilation and molestation are war words, desecration to me sounds like fkin' religious words , ok people it's fkin' war, nothing fkin' pretty about it keep religion out of it, the stress of killin a human being is tremendous nothin' fkin' normal about it you want normalcy send in our beloved Girl Scouts armed with thousands of rounds of Fkin' Thin Mints!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Those Camel Humpin' Fudge Packin' Taliban cryin' fkin foul over 4 bladder filled Marines relieving themselves over a few dead fkin'pieces of human garbage and call it desecration ?</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Wow, these Flintstones have big fkin' balls call it the way they see it HUH?</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">What about those allah lovin' bastards beheading, burning and hanging our dead soldiers, yeah what the fk about that huh!?</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I say shit all over those dead taliban soldiers and tell those cry baby faggots in Dc to send in Rabbi's, preists and reverands with their bibles and finish their holy war!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">God Bless our soldiers!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-33512409449053040472012-01-05T14:06:00.002-05:002012-01-05T14:09:19.430-05:00Bad Weather?<span style="color:#00cccc;">Bad weather at my house!</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">This morning I ran into a brainstorm, now my freakin' day is ruined!</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">And remember.....</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-44639801028224709362012-01-04T14:20:00.003-05:002012-01-04T14:28:06.439-05:00Dreams Can Come True!<span style="color:#33ff33;">I always wanted to own my own business.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">It has been a life long dream to open a 7/11 in Pakistan!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">And remember...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-67278452311424582662012-01-02T04:34:00.001-05:002012-01-02T04:39:02.851-05:00All Is Well On 1/2/12<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-887tp7pfyBk/TwF6-sg7dvI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jm-MQ7P8UPk/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692966621492770546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-887tp7pfyBk/TwF6-sg7dvI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jm-MQ7P8UPk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-49426353070784257752012-01-01T17:20:00.002-05:002012-01-01T17:27:20.003-05:00New Year's Resolution<span style="color:#ffcc33;">Is now lessening his greenhouse gases by reducing his production of methane gas by using less legumes!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">And remember....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">And as always,thanks for listening!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-54740922290284895722011-11-05T15:45:00.001-04:002011-11-05T15:47:40.918-04:00A Picture Can Paint A Thousand Words!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzDXXLNWUgM/TrWSxj3e6JI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3jLob67NcNY/s1600/148692_162679603773315_137233786317897_264140_5718514_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671600685882206354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DzDXXLNWUgM/TrWSxj3e6JI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3jLob67NcNY/s400/148692_162679603773315_137233786317897_264140_5718514_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-7599272417030765232011-10-28T23:02:00.002-04:002011-10-28T23:12:26.784-04:00At Least I'm Enjoying The Ride!Well I was drinkin last night with a bikerAnd I showed him a picture of you I said, pal get to know her, you'll like her Seemed like the least I could do.Cause when he's chargin his chopper Up and down your carpeted halls You will think I am dressed up quite proper Never mind how I stumble and fall.You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant prideI may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least Im enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets With her black leather and gold spike suspenders And your chain, your black whip and pets.Well we know you're the reincarnation Of the infamous catherine the great And we know how you love the ovation And the scene that it seems to create.You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least Im enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.You analyze me, tend to despise me You laugh when I stumble and fall There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it Unable to dance I'll still crawl Unable to dance I'll still crawl Unable to dance I'll crawl.You must really consider the circus It just might be your kind of zoo I can't think of a place that's more perfect For a person as perfect as you. And it's not like Im leaving you lonely Cause I wouldn't know where to begin Well I know you wake up here only When the snakes come marching in.You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot For taste of your elegant pride I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe But at least Im enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.Ride, ride, rideRide, ride, rideRide, ride, rideAt least I'll enjoy the ride.At least I'll enjoy the ride.At least I'll enjoy the ride.garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-41392029186737009022011-10-19T19:41:00.003-04:002011-10-19T19:51:43.970-04:00The Way I See It !<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#009900;">I was hungry tonight for Pizza, so I jumped in the truck and went to my favorite joint, as I was parking the truck I saw a homeless man siting on the bench bumming cigarettes as people came out of the pizza pallor.</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">As I was coming out of the joint with 2 Pizza pies, A cheese Steak hoagie and a bucket of wings, the old man said to me" Mister I have not eatten in 3 days!"</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">I looked at the old man and said " I sure do like your will power!"</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">And remember...</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-55582276138334570562011-10-12T17:27:00.002-04:002011-10-12T17:35:03.514-04:00Occupied<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">To all who are occupying Wall street, My hat is off to you and God Bless!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">It reminds me of the time I occupied something, if i remember right, it was the shitter on the Greyhound Line!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And remember....</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span></strong>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-57298449113434953752011-09-29T13:21:00.004-04:002011-09-29T13:28:30.857-04:00The Horror Of It All !<strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">26 years after our divorce , my ex-wife can still be a pain in my ass!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">She came over last night wanting to borrow money for pills, I asked her what the pills were for, she had told me she was going through the change and needed the money for pills.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">I knew she was freakin' lying to me, the only time she goes through the change is when there is a full moon out!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">And remember...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span></em></strong>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-54391136208468260852011-09-15T10:39:00.002-04:002011-09-15T10:46:27.837-04:00Things You See On T.V.<span style="color:#00cccc;">Yesterday afternoon whilst flipping through the stations I spotted 4 white chicks chasing a tiger.</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Yep, I could not believe my eyes, until I realized it wasn't the animal channel I was watching but the Golf channel!</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">And remember....</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">And as always, Thanks for listening!</span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-43729924069569990322011-08-09T08:49:00.006-04:002011-08-09T11:30:44.874-04:00Always And Forever<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IqL_TKByVg/TkEtE6BN4ZI/AAAAAAAAAww/z5X1TBF2Gj4/s1600/Deb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638837770761658770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IqL_TKByVg/TkEtE6BN4ZI/AAAAAAAAAww/z5X1TBF2Gj4/s400/Deb.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc33cc;">It's been 2 years my Darling since we kissed goodbye.</span>
<br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I love you Always and Forever Debbie</span></div>
<br />garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-84075004379656518222011-08-04T12:07:00.004-04:002011-08-04T12:29:23.463-04:00I Remember When .......<em><span style="color:#ff0000;">I was 13 years old, Arby's came out with the 5 for $5 Cheddar Roast Beef Sandwiches.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Either inflation has never hit Arby's or they've been Highballing us for 36 years!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">And remember.....</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">And as always, thanks for listening!</span></em>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-23412406438759594542011-07-21T20:46:00.002-04:002011-07-21T20:48:44.027-04:00Recovering ThinkerIt started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then to loosen up. Inevitably though, one thought led to another, and soon I was more than just a social thinker.<br />I began to think alone - "to relax," I told myself - but I knew it wasn't true. Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I was thinking all the time.<br />I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read writings of Plato, Saint Augustine of Hippo, Jesus Christ, and Aristotle. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"<br />Things weren't going so great at home either. One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.<br />I soon had a reputation as a heavy thinker. One day the boss called me in. He said, "Skippy, I like you, and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job." This gave me a lot to think about.<br />I came home early after my conversation with the boss. "Honey, " I confessed, "I've been thinking..." "I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as much as college professors, and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking we won't have any money!" "That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently, and she began to cry. I'd had enough. "I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the door.<br />I headed for the library, in the mood for Clinton's latest book "Family Morals in America". Listening to a PBS station on the radio, I roared into the parking lot and ran up to the big glass doors... they didn't open. The library was closed. Later, I realized that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night. As I sank to the ground clawing at the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a poster caught my eye. "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked. You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard Thinker's Anonymous poster.<br />Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Jerry Spinger" talking about the song "I'm bad" by Michael Jacks. Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting. Life just seemed .. more bland .. without purpose or meaning, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking, and avoided thoughts about the meaning of life and my future. I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home and the office. Now I stare for hours at the T.V. and receive my daily dose of brainwashing instead of contemplating the mysteries of life.<br />Have you joined thinker's anonymousgarnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1211142452306927978.post-74047848268650826742011-07-12T14:44:00.002-04:002011-07-12T14:47:41.927-04:00Gay Marriage<span style="color:#cc33cc;">If you are against gay marriage and want to stop it, tell straight people to quit having gay babies!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">And Remember....</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Laissez les bon temps rouler!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">And as always, Thanks for listening!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span>garnett109http://www.blogger.com/profile/15866927859779352957noreply@blogger.com5