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When a cougar gets so old she needs a hearing aid,

she becomes a Def Leppard....

It's about time this criminal has to face the music. That sweet deal he got for his tax crime and gun possession is going away now that his missing laptop showed up at a yard sale in Lansing, Michigan. Someone bought it for $20 and while downloading the latest Windows security updates, all his personal information, emails, photos of him and prostitutes that were in a hidden folder, suddenly became accessible.

The new owner knew he had something special and contacted the RNC wanting to turn over something so valuable. He wants to be reimbursed for for his efforts and the first person who can cough up $10,000 gets the laptop!

In other Hunter Biden news:

This is a kinda follow on to Ash's Full Moon blog.

I heard that there was going to be something called a drum circle at Da Lake* to celebrate the rising of the Strawberry Full Moon.
As I enjoy music, I thought I'd head down to the beach & take it in.

Some nice young lady had thoughtfully prepared home made cookies for the event.
Very generous of her!
They were very tasty...I know they contained chocolate chips.

Anyway.
As the young lady passed her plate of cookies around, she described them as 'pot cookies'.



I'd never heard of anything so crazy.

PAN cakes? Well, yeah. I've heard of those. Who hasn't, right?

But...POT cookies?!
How does one make cookies in a POT?!
And WHY?
Wouldn't one use a cookie sheets to make cookies?
IT JUST DOESN'T MAKE SENSE!

BUT -
Those cookies sure were good!
Odd...it somehow slipped my mind to ask the nice young lady for the recipe.


So...
If any of y'all have a recipe for pot cookies, I'd sure appreciate it if you'd share it.
Or, for that matter, just explain how cookies are made in a pot.

Never heard of anything so crazy!
But they sure were good cookies, you betcha!

*Da Lake - Here 'bouts, Da Lake always & only refers to Lake Michigan.

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After all of the fighting on this site for the last few days, I thought a little humor might lighten things up!


My husband, an avid golf player couldn’t help challenging my boastful son to a game of golf. He was in for quite a surprise when on the first swing my son got a hole in one. “OK” my quick-thinking husband said while subtlety winking at me “now, I will take my practice shot, and then we will start.”

Two guys were playing golf, one of them was about to swing the golf club when he noticed a funeral procession going by on the street. The man stopped in mid-swing and closed his eyes and said a short prayer. The other man truly inspired, remarked, clearing his throat, “wow that was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.” “Well”, the other man said “I was married to her for 35 years.”


Joe was a steward for Fly High airlines. He watched as an older lady boarded the plane holding a dog in a cage. “Excuse me,” said Joe “dogs are not allowed on board, you have to check it in with the baggage.” The lady wasn’t happy, but Joe was an experienced steward and succeeded in convincing the lady without much of a scene. Upon arrival, Joe took a peek in the cage, and to his great surprise, saw that the dog was dead! Frantic that they may get sued, Joe quickly sent one of his underlings out to town to buy a dog that looked exactly the same. Just in the nick of time the underling arrived with the dog They quickly switched dogs and breathed a sigh of relief. “This isn’t my dog!” said the lady as soon as she saw it. “I’m sure it is” insisted Joe “I was very careful about where I put it.” “It’s not my dog” argued the lady, “you see, I was bringing my dog to my home town to have him buried, and this dog is alive!”

EVERYONE HAVE AN AWESOME DAY! AND DON'T FORGET....LIGHTEN UP!

i feel excited when i get my mailbox red..thankgod we can send email to ourselves on cs...

I work as a custodian at a casino in Laughlin, Nevada.

The dirty habits of gamblers is what keeps me working but sometimes there has to be a line drawn.

There are the drunkards that soil their pants and vomit. These are called "Bio Cleanups" and they require an area shut down and extreme care and caution is taken to clean these up in case there are possible complications of contracting diseases. That's bad but those accidents happen.

Then we have the drinkers that discard their plastic straws, onion/olive and the cocktail swords and glasses right on the floor. Right along with the cherries, onions and lemon slices. Not to eliminate the bottles and glasses they also chuck on the floor or pile up on the slots and the machines next to them. Again, part of the deal in this business.

The cigarette smokers tap their ashes all over the machines and floor. Some of the slots are so packed with 2 and 3 ashtrays full of cigarettes one wonders how long they have been playing that machine! I don't smoke nor do I appreciate the mess some smokers make when they simply strew their cigarettes butts all over the place. BUT!!! That's also part of this business.

But here's the gist of this blog. The seed eaters! Some Sunflower seed eaters have taken the place of cigarette butt slingers. These people leave mounds of discarded hulls ALL OVER! The debris ALWAYS covers huge areas and then these things get tracked all over when people walk all over them!! Gadzooks!! They're discarded EVERYWHERE! Under the gaming tables, the slots, in the lobby where they will sit on couch's and slobber their seeds, and actually, ANY sitting place. On the bench's located outside the lobby area with wide swaths of discarded seeds making the biggest mess ever.

I wonder if they do this at home?? Probably not. Their GF's, spouses or Mom's would more then likely give them a good tongue lashing. Oh well, the life of a custodian cleaning up after the pigs!!

It was a take off on a news story.

Apparently, there is a mayor in a small town in France.
He is worried, as the population there is dwindling.
So, he decided to hand out free Viagra pills to the locals
with the hopes of 'encouraging' couples to have more children.

"It really sounds like that town is in for.....hard times."

Harry had been feeling sick lately and was finally convinced to see the Doctor after his wife Suzy’s urging. After a thorough examination, and much thought, the Doctor was ready to tell Harry and a very worried Suzy, his prognosis. Harry was too stressed out. He would need 6 months of pure relaxation. Suzy, very agitated, took out her notepad to begin writing down his list of orders for these months of relaxation. “How should I go about it?” asked Harry. “OK” said the doctor “I would like your wife to take one tranquilizer four times a day…”

1. We have a genetic predisposition for diarrhea.
Runs in our jeans.

2. Apparently, someone in London gets stabbed every 52 seconds.
Poor guy.

3. I tried to catch fog yesterday,
Mist.

4. Why did the scarecrow get a raise?
He was outstanding in his field.

5. Parallel lines have so much in common.
It’s a shame they’ll never meet.

6. Someone stole my Microsoft Office and they’re gonna pay.
You have my Word.

7. My wife accused me of being immature.
I told her to get out of my fort.

8. What do you call a woman on the arm of a banjo player?
A tattoo.

9. I called a psychic once. She asked who was on the line,
so I hung up.

10. I took the shell off my racing snail, thinking it would make him run faster.
If anything, it made him more sluggish.

Whew, I thought I'd never make it or feel welcome in my new home here in Bullhead City, AZ!! I got my self a little bachelors pad and I got a few pieces of furniture. Got may address changed and in no time I got the proof of residency! JUNK MAIL!!!!

I feel wanted and full now. I get junk mail from gyms, TV providers, car dealers and the whole dang bunch!! And not just any kind of junk mail but junk mail with credit card facsimiles promising me instant cash up to $30,000.00 and cash incentives from Auto Title lenders that will give me $5,000.00 just for walking into their stores.

It was about time. When I left La Verne and Riverside, California I thought of the good ol' days with so much junk mail in my mail box I thought it was gonna bust wide open.

I'll be home in a few hours after some time here on the library computer and man oh man I can hardly wait to see what I got today!!!

WOOOOOEEEE!!

Anybody else get "the feeling"?

The Driver sitting there with Bert on a boring Tuesday night at the local bar. Of course the Driver is drinking soda, otherwise...how could he be the Driver?

Boring...

Boring...

Both the Driver and Bert are sitting at a small town bar on a Tuesday night. The Driver turns to Bert and says, "this sucks." Nobody was in the small town bar except those two and the bartender. The Driver with analyzing every damn thing...analyzes the situation. Bert, if we are going to be at a bar spending money on drinks, why don't we do it with some women around? Bert turns to him with a large grin on his face...speechless...

Let's go...south.

An hour later they are there.

Plenty of women here Bert...the Driver says.

After talking with many different ladies, the night ends.

Bert and The Driver are sitting there...she walks up...would you guys like to tip me for my dance. The Driver, "of course." ...grabs a dollar out....

The Driver in the next thing closest to love looking at this beauty has to ask..."what nationality are you?" I am Cuban and Hispanic, she replies. What are you? I am French and Canadian. She turns to Bert to ask him his nationality while she was only standing there with her sexy panties on....Bert was again, Speechless.