As good of an excuse as I can come up with, without getting too far from the refrigerator, or walking so far, I can't get back, without a guide. (^8
By Arley Steinhour 031211
Here I sit with pain in bun,
thinking I am having fun.
Don't you dare produce a snicker,
my PC chair ain't made of wicker.
Too old and fat to climb a tree,
so in my wickerless seat I be,
Type on keyboard, smiling good,
making jokes just like I should.
Have a great day, laughing hard,
laughing hard, removes the Lard.
I'd say AMEN, but I ain't done,
I'm rhyming words, that's so much fun.
Soon, Lord Jesus, Soon.....Done now.
Yeee-Haaa!!! and AMEN, Going Home, just don't know when.
How the world works lately...
If a man cuts his finger off while
Slicing salami at work,
He blames the restaurateur,
who makes a living selling salami.
If you smoke three packs a day
For 40 years and die of lung cancer,
Your family blames the
That makes a living selling cigarettes.
If your neighbor crashes
Into a tree while driving home drunk,
He blames the bartender,
Who makes a living selling liquor.
If your grandchildren are
Brats without manners,
You blame television,
Who provides what you demand.
If your friend is shot by a
You blame the gun manufacturer,
Who makes a living making firearms.
And if a crazed person breaks
Into the cockpit and
Tries to kill the pilot at 35,000 feet,
And the passengers
Kill him instead,
The mother of the crazed deceased
Blames the airline,
Who makes a living carrying passengers.
I must have lived too long to
Understand the world
As it is anymore.
So, if I die while my OLD WRINKLED BUTTOCKS
is parked in front of my computer,
I want all of you to
Blame Bill Gates,
Who makes a living providing for my PC, UC?
Have a nice day!
(Funny pictures deliberately removed to minimize your enjoyment of this consumer complaint, of sorts)