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Wasn’t This Us???

EXCELLENT,,,

THIS SURE FITS MY YOUNGER YEARS AND ALSO MANY OF MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY..

THANK GOD THAT WE ONCE GOT TO LIVE THIS WAY,,,   BARRY

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Date: Thursday, March 14, 2013, 6:09 PM

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Now these were the ‘good ole’ days’ !!

The kids of today just don’t know what it’s like to have fun !!  HEY,  WASN’T THIS US ? A  little house with three bedrooms, one bathroom and one  car on the street. A  mower that you had to push to make the grass look  neat. In the kitchen on the  wall we only had one phone, And no need  for recording things, someone was always home. We only had a living  room where we would congregate, unless it was at mealtime in the kitchen where we ate. We had no need for family  rooms or extra rooms to dine. When meeting as a  family those two rooms would work out  fine. We only had one TV  set and channels maybe two, But always  there was one of them with something  worth the view. For snacks  we had potato chips that tasted like a chip. And if  you wanted flavor there was Lipton’s onion  dip. Store-bought snacks were rare  because my mother liked to cook and  nothing can compare to snacks in  Betty Crocker’s book. Weekends were for family  trips or staying home to play. We all did things together – even go to church to pray. When we did our weekend  trips depending on the weather, no one stayed at home  because we liked to be together. Sometimes we would  separate to do things on our own, but we knew where  the others were without our own cell  phone. Then there were the  movies with your favorite movie star, and nothing can  compare to watching movies in your car. Then there were the  picnics at the peak of summer season, pack a lunch and  find some trees and never need a  reason. Get a baseball game  together with all the friends you know, have real  action playing ball – and no game  video. Remember when the  doctor used to be the family friend, and didn’t need  insurance or a lawyer to defend? The way that he took care of  you or what he had to do, because he took an oath and  strived to do the best  for you. Remember going to  the store and shopping casually, and when  you went to pay for it you used your own  money? Nothing that you had to  swipe or punch in some amount, and remember when the  cashier person had to really count? The milkman used to  go from door to door, And it was just a  few cents more than going to the store. There was a time when mailed  letters came right to your door, without a  lot of junk mail ads sent out by  every store. The mailman  knew each house by name and knew where it was  sent; there were not loads of mail  addressed to “present  occupant.” There was a time when just  one glance was all that it would take, and  you would know the kind of car, the model and  the make. They didn’t look like  turtles trying to squeeze out  every mile; they were streamlined, white  walls, fins and really had some  style. One time the music that you  played whenever you would jive, was from a  vinyl, big-holed record called a  forty-five. The record player had a  post to keep them all in line and then the  records would drop down and play one at a  time. Oh sure, we had our problems                     then, just like we do today and always we were  striving, trying for a better  way. Oh, and when the man molested us, he would put his penis into our bums and not then directly into our mouths.  He’d wipe off first. Oh, the simple life we  lived still seems like so much fun, how can you  explain a game, just kick the can and  run? And why would boys put  baseball cards between bicycle spokes and  for a nickel, red machines had little  bottled Cokes? This life seemed so much  easier and slower in some ways. I love the new  technology but I sure do miss those  days. So time moves on and so do  we and nothing stays the same, but I sure love to  reminisce and walk down memory lane. With all today’s  technology we grant that it’s a plus! But it’s fun to  look way back and say, Hey look, guys, THAT WAS  US! –

What is wrong with this picture? This is plain Nuts

WOW

Why would anyone do this unless they want to set the scene for a repeat of former events or they are plain ignorant of history??

 

What is wrong with this picture?

The picture is of our five nuclear carriers… Just like Battleship Row, Pearl Harbor, December 7, 1941.

This picture was taken the other day in Norfolk. The Obama Administration ordered 5 nuclear carriers into harbor for “routine” (?) inspections. Heads of the Navy were flabbergasted by the directive.

NORFOLK, VA. (February 8, 2013). The first time since WW II that five U.S. aircraft carriers were docked together.

USS Dwight D. Eisenhower (CVN 69), USS George H.W. Bush (CVN 77), USS Enterprise (CVN 65), USS Harry S. Truman (CVN 75), and USS Abraham Lincoln (CVN 72) are all in port at Naval Station Norfolk, Va., the world’s largest naval station.

Sources stated that this breached a long standing military protocol in the Navy meant to avoid massive enemy strike on major US forces. (U.S. Navy photo by Chief Mass Communication Specialist Ryan J. Courtade/Released)

Watch out America… Idiots and Traitors are in charge!

Buy a Shotgun Joe Biden Lying AR-15

Arkansas Recliners

hello everyone–quite creative and restful, hey? hahaha!

If only I had realized what they were for! If I had figured out how to use them correctly, I might have qualified to be a state worker.  Lowes is having a sale on these “Arkansas Recliners”! I feel like an idiot; I’ve been using mine wrong for all these years!!!!

 Barbara

When injustice becomes law,
resistance becomes duty.”
~ Thomas Jefferson

The Hooker in Las Vegas

A guy is  walking the strip in Las Vegas and a fantastic-looking Vegas
> hooker  catches his eye. He strikes up a conversation and eventually asks the
> hooker, “How much do you charge?”
>
> The Hooker replies,  “It starts at $500 for a hand-job.”
>
> The guy says,”$500  dollars! For a hand-job!
>
> Holy  crap! No hand-job is worth that kind of money!”
>
> The hooker says, “Do you see that  Denny’s on the corner?”
>
> “Yes.”
>
> “Do you see the Denny’s about a block further  down?”
>
> “Yes.”
>
> “And  beyond that, do you see that third  Denny’s?”
>
> “Yes.”
>
> “Well,”  says the hooker, smiling invitingly, “I own those..
>
> And I own  them because I give a hand-job that’s
> worth $500.”
>
> So the  guy says, “What the hell? You only live once..
> I’ll give it a  try..”
>
> They retire to a nearby motel. A short time later, the  guy
> is sitting on the bed realizing that he has just experienced the  hand-job
> of a lifetime, worth every bit of $500.
>
> He is so amazed, he says, “I suppose a  blow-job
> is $1,000?”
>
> The hooker  replies, “$1,500.”
>
> “I  wouldn’t pay that for a blow-job!”
>
> The hooker replies, “Step over here  to the window, big boy.  Do you see
> that casino just  across the street? I own that casino outright. And I  own it
> because I give a blow-job that’s worth every cent of  $1,500.”
>
> The guy,  basking in the afterglow of that terrific hand-job, decides to
> put off  the new car for another year or so and says, “Sign me  up.”
>
> Ten minutes later, he is sitting on the bed more amazed  than before. He
> can scarcely believe it but he feels he truly got his  money’s worth. He
> decides to dip into the retirement savings  for one glorious and unforgettable
> experience.
>
> He asks the hooker, “How much for some  pussy?”
>
> The hooker says, “Come over here to the window, I  want to show you
> something. Do you see how the whole city of Las Vegas  is laid out before us: All
> those beautiful lights, gambling palaces  & shows?”
>
> “Damn!” the guy says, in awe, “You  own the whole city?”
>
> “No,”  the hooker replies, “but I would… if I had a  pussy.

WHO ARE WE TO DECIDE?

This is nice….  Who are we to judge anyway and decide who deserves God’s blessings?

May you be blessed and know that you are thought of and cared about.-

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“Have a blessed

day”