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That's a cake? Looks loike the whole freaking candy store!! Happy Birthday Abi.

Well, it's at least strange, I'll give them that.

"RETARDED" GRANDPARENTS Written by a third grader , on what his grandparents do. After Christmas , a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following: We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa. They used to live in a big brick house , but Grandpa got retarded and they moved to Florida. Now they live in a tin box that has wheels, but its strapped to the ground. They ride around on their bicycles , and wear name tags , because they don't know who they are anymore. They go to a building called a wreck center, but they must have got it fixed because it is all okay now, they do exercises there , but they don't do them very well. There is a swimming pool too, but they all just jump up and down in it with hats on. At their gate, there is a doll house with a little old man sitting in it. He watches all day so nobody can escape. Sometimes they sneak out, and go cruising in their golf carts. Nobody there cooks, they just eat out. And, they eat the same thing every night - early birds. Some of the people can't get out past the man in the doll house. The ones who do get out, bring food back to the wrecked center for pot luck. My Grandma says that Grandpa worked all his life to earn his retardment and , says I should work hard so I can be retarded someday too. When I earn my retardment, I want to be the man in the doll house. Then I will let people out, so they can visit their grandchildren.

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Those falls look powerful.

Gun Control. It has already started at ****'s Sporting Goods. When I was ready to pay for my purchases of a new rifle and bullets, the cashier said, "Strip down, facing me." Making a mental note to complain to the NRA about the gun control whackos running amok, I did just as she had instructed. When the hysterical shrieking, security, and alarms finally subsided, I found out that she was referring to how I should place my credit card in the card-reader. I have been asked to shop elsewhere in the future. They need to make their instructions to us seniors a little clearer! I STILL DON'T THINK I LOOKED THAT BAD NAKED.

Try splitting them up into several playlists, one playlist should be able to handle 1,000 songs, admittedly, I'm not an expert, just that's what I'd think.

Red sky at night, sailors delight and that is absolutely a red sky.

good job, Dash

I agree, it should not have been a problem, but as with many things, it became a problem due to over use. I, personally see no point in announcing what I'm listening to with an auto announcer. Possibly as Tw|tch said, say something like "I've got Twiddle Dee singing Moonlight over Mogadishu, has anyone else heard that? If so, what did you think?" But just to announce a song that no one else can hear is rather narcissistic. This has been my personal opinion and in no way expresses the opinion of Koach.com and is not to be mistaken for an official opinion. They could all be turned off tomorrow and I'd be happy, if they're all being played tomorrow, I'll find a way to prevent it giving me indigestion, I'm sure.

Thanks Dash, we have that on the calendar now

Blondie and I spent a weekend in the Chisos Basin in Big Bend Park several years ago, we got up early to visit some hiking trails, as we left the basin driving through Green Gulch, I caught this pic of the sun just coming over the ridgeline, I have no idea what cause the shafts of light to show up this way, but I've always enjoyed this image.

Amazingly enough, he wasn't injured badly, just knocked unconscious for a short time and awoke to find that on his arm. Lucky guy.

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Unfortunately, there is one place that doesn't allow Dodge inside, 6th pic from the top

Nice pics Dodge

I couldn't help but think how many of us aren't really having bad luck.

A Republican, in a wheelchair, entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Republican looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus sitting over there?" The waitress nodded "yes!" So, the Republican requested that she give Jesus a cup of coffee, on him. The next patron to come in was a Libertarian, with a hunched back. He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress for a cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus, over there?" The waitress nodded, so the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a cup of hot tea, "My treat." The third patron, to come into the restaurant, was a Democrat on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, "Hey there honey! How's about getting me a cold mug of Miller Light!" He, too, looked across the restaurant and asked, "Isn't that God's boy over there?" The waitress nodded, so the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a cold beer. "On my bill," he said loudly. As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Republican, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Republican felt the strength come back into his legs, got up and began to praise the Lord. Jesus passed by the Libertarian, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Libertarian felt his back straightening up, he raised his hands and he, too, began to praise the Lord. Then, Jesus walked, with a huge smile on his face, towards the Democrat. The Democrat jumped up and yelled, "Don't touch me....... I'm on disability."

No, this is not a tattoo, it's called a Lichtenberg figure - the branching pattern made by electricity as seen on the arm of Winston Kemp who was struck by lightning.

LOL, I like the last rule best

Good point, Nan

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Happy Birthday Alicia

OI, who's that good lookin dude in the suit man?

Nice pics man, I'm ready for more