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What's with wilbur

Ya know,it makes my heart plum proud ta see so many people out ta celabrateour country's birthday,yes sireee! Even when ole mother naturetries ta dampen things up a might,folks still got out and wavedtheir flags.Even magot inta the spirit a thingsthis year - took it on her own self ta some celabratin' out on the farm.Yup she bought some flags and streamers ,rounded up some of the youngens from the neighberin farms and some how some how got her hands on some fire works.I gotta tell folks ,it aintever good when ma's got gun gunpowder!still, she did a right fine jobsertin eveything up. the whole day went off without a hitch,That is until the sun went down and it was time fer the entertainment..Reckon se'd been watchen'the tv and figured she she had to handle cause she set lilin' those ole crackers up real neat like-almost like she new what she was doing'. The rest of us were mighty impressed.We hunkered downon the edge of the driveway and could hardly wait.Ya know that ole womenhad bin doin some figurin cause she had each and every firecracker hooked togetherby a nice long fuse- lookin 'fer what they call a hain reaction. Once she bent down and set fire ta the end it were too late -npo runnin' timer! Spontaneous combustion!That the ole lady took out like she be dipped in turpintine!No runnin' time!She was so busy dancing around sdhe did'nt see the fuse line and fell head first.Course the fireworks kept going ' and she kept rollin'. I guess playin' possum works with crakerstoo.Short a some singed hair and surface sdcarrin' she's - still wavin ' her flag

Three Boys

three are in the school yardbragging about their fathers. The first boy says,my dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper,he calls it a poem,they give him $500 The second boy says,Thats nothing, my dad my dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper,he calls it a song,they give him $1000" Little johnny says " I got you both beat.My dad scribbles a few words on a piece of paper he calls it a serman,and it takes eightpeople to collect the money!
I am talking about to all guys they thinks they are gods gift to women. Well i have some thing that a man can not take away from me. That guys is my strengh to sy no i will not do what you want on cam. I have changed my ways about things now. I have the reins not him and I will hold on to those reins until i feel I have the right person to take over the reins. So guys you are going to find me a tough nut to crack. And girls don't let let a man try to run your life. you have control take it and run
1.Innovative 2.preliminary 3.proliferation 4.cinmon Things that are vey difficult to say when drunk 1.specificity 2.Anticonstintlistically 3.Passive, aggressive disoder 4.transufstantiate Things that are downm right impossible to say when drunk 1.Thanks, but I don't want to have sex. 2.Nope, no more booze for me! 3.Sorry,butyour're not my type 4.Taco bell? no thanks,I'm not hungry 5.Good evening,Officer,I'sntlovely out tonight. 6.Oh,Icould'nt!no wants to hear me sing koraioke. 7I'm not intrestedin fighting you 8.Thank you , but i won't attempt to dance.I have no cordation,and I'd hate to look like a fool. 9.where is the nearest bathroom? I refuse to pee on the side of the road I refuse to pee in this parking lot 10.I must be going now as i have tro work in the morning
What family means to me. A family that pulls together in the time of need. A family who will pick you when you fall. A is someone who will be there in times of sorrow or in times of happiness. A is always willing to go to bat with you. By treating your as your family they will aways be their for you. Make sure that you do the same for them when they are down and out. The biggest Words for this ( LOVE YOUR FAMILY ) Trapped

gods boxes

I have in my hand two boxes which god gave to me to hold. He said put all your sorrows in the black box and your joys in the gold.I needed his words,and in the two boxes. Both my joys and my sorrows were stored.But though the gold became heavier each day. The black was as light as before. WIth curiosity I opened the black. I wanted to find out why . And saw a whole in the base of the box. Which my sorrows had fallen out. I showed the hole to god. I wondered where my sorrows could be. He smiled a gentle smile and said why my child,they are with me me. I asked god why the gold &black boxes. My child the gold is for you to count your blessings. A ball is like a circle,no begining and no end It keeps us together like our circle of freinds. But the treasures inside are for you to see Its the treasusre of freindship you've granted to me. Today I pass the freindship ball to you. Pass it on to someone who is a freind to you. Wrote By trapped4
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