Sunday, June 20, 2010

Happy Fathers Day !

Hey there !! yeah it's me again !!
I bet you thought I'd already forgot my password.
Our buddies Steve and Sparky played us some cd's of a couple of 
different music artists while we was down there on vacation.
Of course,,,I'm going to love any song about a FIVE POUND BASS !!!



They frequent some of the music halls in their area. Looks like it's a good time.




I seldom drink alcohol,,,but,,
I think I could use a drink,,,a stiff one.
I guess that means everythings normal.

The last couple of months, I've felt like I been walking around in a dust devil. Just walking along, watching where I step,,,what lands in front of me,,,wishing the dust would settle.
Saw Pops tonight,,he's doing lots better.
He walked about 30' today.And he's talking
like he's got another 10 years in him =)

Him and Mom have had a couple of rough months, probably rough enough to kill a normal person.
I thank God every day for their strengths and abnormalities.

And I really thank God for my sister and her husband.
Some how they've managed to do most everything that needs to be done.


Got this from my friend Sparky.
"Favorite Animal"

Our teacher asked us what our favorite animal was, and I said, "Fried chicken."
She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, everyone else in the
class laughed. My parents told me to always be truthful and honest, and I am.
Fried chicken is my favorite animal. I told my dad what happened, and he said
my teacher was probably a member of PETA. He said they love animals very much.
I do, too. Especially chicken, pork and beef.

Anyway, my teacher sent me to the principal's office. I told him what happened,
and he laughed too. Then he told me not to do it again.

The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal was.
I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, just like she'd asked the other
children. So I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken.
She sent me back to the principal's office again.
He laughed, and told me not to do it again.

I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't
like it when I am. Today, my teacher asked us to tell her what famous person
we admire most. I told her, "Colonel Sanders".

Guess where I am now.

 

Okay,,,load it up boys,,,I'll take it.

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