OT: For Fred, Gillian, Joan et al

Two prawns called Justin and Christian were swimming around in the sea and being were constantly harassed and threatened by sharks that inhabited the area.

Finally one day Justin said to Christian, "I'm fed up with being a prawn; I wish I was a shark, and then I wouldn't have any worries about

being eaten."

A large mysterious cod appeared and said, "Your wish is granted" Lo and behold, Justin turned into a shark.

Horrified, Christian immediately swam away, afraid of being eaten by his old mate.

Time passed (as it does) and Justin found life as a shark boring and lonely.

All his old mates simply swam away whenever he came close to them.

While swimming alone one day he saw the mysterious cod again and he thought perhaps the mysterious fish could change him back into a prawn.

He approached the cod and begged to be changed back, and, lo and behold, he found himself turned back into a prawn.

With tears of joy in his tiny little eyes Justin swam back to his friends but looking around the gathering at the reef he realized he couldn't

see his old pal.

"Where's Christian?" he asked.

"He's at home, still distraught that his best friend changed sides to the enemy & became a shark", came the reply.

Eager to put things right again he set off to Christian's abode.

He banged on the door and shouted, "It's me, Justin, your old friend,

come out and see me again."

"No way man, you'll eat me. You're now a shark, I'll not be tricked into being your dinner."

Justin cried back "No, I'm not. That was the old me.

I've changed.".........

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

"I've found Cod. I'm a Prawn again Christian".

Reply to
lucretia borgia
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GO TO YOUR ROOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Reply to
Karen C - California

Oh my!!!

I can't wait to send this to some of my friends.

Reply to
Lucille

That's a kieper!

Fred

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Reply to
Fred

On Sun, 12 Aug 2007 02:51:54 -0500, "Fred" wrote: X-No-Archive Yes

Maybe later lol

Reply to
lucretia borgia

SNIP

BLAHHHH! GROAN! C

Reply to
Cheryl Isaak

Shame on you, Sheena!!!!!! I feel the need of a wine after that!

Joan, send the one I sent you, OK? Ithink I erased it.

Gillian

Reply to
kc5ten

Lol - yes definitely, I'm off to get a wine, a little early but it's Sunday and the bbq needs lighting and that's hot, thirsty work lololol

Reply to
lucretia borgia

Yesterday I helped build the new piece of furniture (a TV stand and yes we have a new TV and I have reserved it to watch Deep Blue on Discovery tonight).

I truly felt the need to open a beer after that .... C

Reply to
Cheryl Isaak

I loathe and detest those 'some assembly required' items. Some bad swearing required, not to mention alcohol in my household.

When did it happen that instead of buying it in the furniture store and a truck delivering it and the men placing it just where you wanted it, it started coming in a box with incomprehensible directions for assembly ?

Don't tell me, the indefatigable Swedes and Ikea lol

Reply to
lucretia borgia

It was not difficult to put any of the items together, but it was at times heavy work.

BUT the real heavy work was the removal of the old, nearly dead TV. It was an old console type piece we most have bought 20 years ago and it was MASSIVE for its day. We also dumped another old TV and a broken microwave. (the real question is why DH wouldn't let them go sooner.....) I have masses of cardboard for curbside recycling, bags of Styrofoam for the packaging place.

Now to go through all the kids clothes, itemize them and drop off at GoodWill. Oh, and weed and dog sit and sell ads for DD's hockey team's program.... C

Reply to
Cheryl Isaak

Well, it IS cheaper if you assemble it yourself.

But we had one where the verbal instructions contradicted the pictures. I was roundly criticized for ignoring his reading of the instructions and putting Support A where it didn't belong. What can I say, I'm used to working with blueprints that don't come with step-by-step text, and the sketch had Support A in the same place as the photo on the box, so I was pretty sure I was right.

Reply to
Karen C - California

Originally it was, now we pay the assembled price for the unassembled! Same with pump your own gas, cheaper at first, no difference now, other than that you have to do it.

Reply to
lucretia borgia

That is how Globalization works ,,, first every one is told it is very democratic and saves money to DIY , than they sell you less service for more money ,,,, you are really working for the RICH and powerful ,, and buy your services at Higher than needed prices ,,,, mirjam

Reply to
Mirjam Bruck-Cohen

OOOoooooo, good one, Sheena!

Joan

Reply to
Joan E.

Okay, here it is. Just remember, people, Gillian told me to...you saw it here yourself!

Here goes.....

Beach Girl

A couple lived near the ocean and used to walk the beach a lot. One summer they noticed a girl who was at the beach pretty much every day. She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried, except for one thing; she would approach people who were sitting on the beach, glance around furtively, then speak to them.

Generally the people would respond negatively and she would wander off, but occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money and something she carried in her bag.

The couple assumed she was selling drugs, and debated calling the Cops, but since they didn't know for sure they just continued to watch her.

After a couple of weeks the wife said, "Honey, have you ever noticed that she only goes up to people with boom boxes and other electronic devices?"

He hadn't, and said so.

Then she said, "Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach. Then we can find out what she's really doing."

Well, the plan went off without a hitch and the wife was almost hopping up and down with anticipation when she saw the girl talk to her husband and then leave. The man walked up the beach and met his wife at the road.

"Well, is she selling drugs?" she asked excitedly.

"No, she's not," he said, enjoying this probably more than he should have.

"Well, what is it, then? What does she do?" his wife fairly shrieked.

The man grinned and said, "Her name is Sally, and she's a battery salesperson."

"Batteries?" cried the wife.

"Yes . . . ." he replied . . .

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(You're gonna hate me for this ... Scroll down some more)

A little bit more . . . . . .

". . . She sells C cells down by the seashore."

Remember, this was Gillian's doing! LOL!

Joan

Reply to
Joan E.

GGRRROOOOAAAAANNNNNN---------I'm not sure who to beat with the wet noodle-you for posting it or Gill for encouraging you. What will we do with "those" people... As my mother used to say--be careful who you hang out with lest they rub off on you.

Lucille RD&H & LOL & ;^))) & just for good measure another :^)

Reply to
Lucille

That just means TWO of you should be ashamed of yourselves, and after you thought mine was bad...

Reply to
lucretia borgia

BAAAD Sheena BAAAD! So I sent it to everybody. Dora

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bungadora

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