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Monthly Archives: November 2011
Giblets….Hunhh!!?
Oh, right. I see what you mean now!
Life Sucks! LOL
Another LOL pic.
A truer thing was never said!
That ud do me!
Caboose turned into a cozy home and comfy by the looks of it. Go and take a look: <lick> (left that typo on purpose!) Or I wouldn’t mind having Bilbo for a neighbour! Check this out: <slick!> Or how about Fred and Wilma? Go Yabadadoo! <bambam!>
Just LOL.
This is me:
Go Slow!(for hubbie’s sake!)
Tee Hee!
Keep going, go on then!
And whatever you do, DON’T go in!
Beware of Falling Deer!
This is something to teach your kids: look left, look right and look UP!
Let us Start a Fanclub!
Another WOW and WAW! Another BIG thank you to Lieven for finding this little jewel! This a a story that lies close to my heart, having been homeless myself. It does not get any better than this. A story about an orphan boy, who at the age of five ran away from the orphanage, because …
Wow, just wow.
Go and read this. It was shown to me by a friend, whom I hold very dear. <Click! > Show me a feather!
Liebster Blog Award.
I am tickled pink and titillated to receive the Liebster Blog Award and appreciate this popular surprise. I want to thank Lindy Lee from the Poetic Licensee site, for this gift. She is a truly witty writer and I always look forward to her posts. Liebster translates as “favourite” or “dearest” in German. It’s an …
Spot the difference.
Pic 1: Pic 2:
Stop Moses LOL!
Read it and don’t laugh(if you can!)
Americans Horrified McMuffins Made With Real Eggs
Americans Horrified McDonald’s Egg McMuffins Made With Real Eggs. They might be real eggs, but I personally think that these eggs came from plastic chickens. Next they’ll be telling us that their burgers are made with beef from actual cows!!? Pull the other one McDonalds! * *
Occupying Wall Street!
LOL from Cheezburger!
Press to visit!
Foreign
no tags, no picture…. I wouldn’t dare…… A woman is a foreign land, Of which, though there he settle young, A man will ne’er quite understand The customs, politics, and tongue. The foolish hie them post-haste through, See fashions odd, and prospects fair, Learn of the language, “How d’ye do,” And go and brag they …
Stay Dumb!
It is my immutable destiny to be forgotten. Have I ever even been heard at all? But then, … did I have anything to say? I am not a plaything for the gods. I am too insignificant for that! Impertinence to even think it. Less than a grain of sand. Play with thy thumbs… and …
I am not to blame!
I am not to blame! Society is to blame, My parents are to blame, School is to blame, My neighbour is to blame, And why not: God is to blame! BOLLOCKS!!! You make the choice! You have the responsibility! You have to carry the consequences of your actions! Have a little faith in the kindness …
Liberty
One of the qualities of liberty is that, as long as it is being striven after, it goes on expanding. Therefore, the man who stands in the midst of the struggle and says, “I have it,” merely shows by doing so that he has just lost it.
héhé
Stripping an almond tree in flower The wise apothecary’s skill A single drop of lethal power From perfect sweetness can distill From bitterness in efflorescence, With murderous poisons packed therein; The poet draws pellucid essence Pure as a drop of metheglin.
Just knife
Something just now moved through my heart like the thinnest of blades as that red-tail pumped once with its great wings and flew above the gray, cracked rock wall. It wasn’t about the bird, it was something about the way stone stays mute and put, whatever goes flashing by. Sometimes, when I sit like this, …
Presenting: Skallagrigg!
When you are, like myself, an avid reader and have read thousands of books in your lifetime, it is hard to find a book that really grips you and leaves you flabbergasted. One that, after having finished it, leaves you a different person. Fortunately once in a great while this happens and you are left …
Young/Old
Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.” Said the old man, “I do that too.” The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.” “I do that too,” laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, “I often cry.” The old man nodded, “So do I.” “But worst of all,” said the boy, …
Billy Connolly Live!
Put on your diapers before watching this! Enjoy!!! Part One: Part Two:
Frog
Be kind and tender to the Frog, And do not call him names, As “Slimy skin,” or “Polly-wog,” Or likewise “Ugly James,” Or “Gap-a-grin,” or “Toad-gone-wrong,” Or “Bill Bandy-knees”: The Frog is justly sensitive To epithets like these. No animal will more repay A treatment kind and fair; At least so lonely people say Who …
In the wood
I part the out thrusting branches and come in beneath the blessed and the blessing trees. Though I am silent there is singing around me. Though I am dark there is vision around me. Though I am heavy there is flight around me.
Once Upon A Festival – Laarne 2010 and 2011
The last, late guest To the gate we followed; Goodbye — and the rest The night-wind swallowed. House, garden, street, Lay tenfold gloomy, Where accents sweet Had made music to me. It was but a feast With the dark coming on; I was but a guest — And now, all’s gone. Miss ya all (OUAF …
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“Luna de sangre”
The moon, a day before full, hung suspended low to the horizon above the tree line hauntingly, disquiet settled on us It wasn’t the buck moon this day No it was a Blood Moon, a harbinger, a foretaste when the sixth seal is broken before the awful power of the judgment. Sky still and ashen …
