Say What ?

OK...it ain't about L'ville. So sue me.


Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which
produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little,
which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad
breath. This made him.... A super-calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.

<Dooooh>


A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in
the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour,
the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse.

'But why,' they asked, as they moved off.

'Because,' he said, 'I can't stand chess-nuts boasting in an open foyer.'


Brrrrumph


A woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a
family in Egypt , and is named Ahmal. The other goes to a family in Spain;
they name him Juan. Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his
birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she
wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband responds, 'They're
twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal.'


Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrruph. Peace and Love...Ya'll have a beautious day.

Steve,your post reminded me of a bit of family history my Dad just shared with me.


You may not know that my Dad's boyhood home was just down the street from the Kellogg mansion. This grand edifice is still standing next to the Three Rivers mill pond and is really worth seeing the next time you are in that area. This branch of the Kelloggs primarily were farmers specializing in the production of seeds and prize wining sheep. One of their rams was named Brazen as he was particularly recalcitrant and surly. He tended to chase nearly anything or anybody that entered his field but at the same time he would try to escape the confines of the pasture at every opportunity.

Then as now there were plenty of ravens at the mill pond. About twenty in all adjacent to the ram's pasture. Ten ravens make up a swoop, just as four or more sheep are a flock or a pride of lions, etc.

In any case these ravens loved to harass the ram. They'd fly down into the field and caw at him until he charged at them. At the last moment they would fly upward and the ram would crash into the fence.

Once, though one of the ravens miscalculated and didn't get out of the way in time, and he was crushed against a fence post.

The others decided to get revenge.

One day, one of the farm hands neglected to lock the gate properly. The ram seeing his opportunity immediately ran into the adjacent hay field. Similarly the ravens saw their opportunity to exact revenge.

They circled around the ram's head cawing loudly - working him into a virtual frenzy. They then all flew up to the bailing machine. The ram charged bleating furiously. At the very last moment the ravens pulled up and the ram ran straight into the bailer.

He came out the other side all neatly packaged just like a square bale of hay.

The birds were all very proud of what they had accomplished and came to perch on him. Dad noted that this was probably an inspiration for the Kellogg family. They now had two swoops of ravens on a package of Kellogg's brazen ram.

Last night about 8 o'clock in the morning my dead dog got ran over and killed by an empty pickup truck load of bricks.

Steve,your post reminded me of a bit of family history my Dad just shared with me.


You may not know that my Dad's boyhood home was just down the street from the Kellogg mansion. This grand edifice is still standing next to the Three Rivers mill pond and is really worth seeing the next time you are in that area. This branch of the Kelloggs primarily were farmers specializing in the production of seeds and prize wining sheep. One of their rams was named Brazen as he was particularly recalcitrant and surly. He tended to chase nearly anything or anybody that entered his field but at the same time he would try to escape the confines of the pasture at every opportunity.

Then as now there were plenty of ravens at the mill pond. About twenty in all adjacent to the ram's pasture. Ten ravens make up a swoop, just as four or more sheep are a flock or a pride of lions, etc.

In any case these ravens loved to harass the ram. They'd fly down into the field and caw at him until he charged at them. At the last moment they would fly upward and the ram would crash into the fence.

Once, though one of the ravens miscalculated and didn't get out of the way in time, and he was crushed against a fence post.

The others decided to get revenge.

One day, one of the farm hands neglected to lock the gate properly. The ram seeing his opportunity immediately ran into the adjacent hay field. Similarly the ravens saw their opportunity to exact revenge.

They circled around the ram's head cawing loudly - working him into a virtual frenzy. They then all flew up to the bailing machine. The ram charged bleating furiously. At the very last moment the ravens pulled up and the ram ran straight into the bailer.

He came out the other side all neatly packaged just like a square bale of hay.

The birds were all very proud of what they had accomplished and came to perch on him. Dad noted that this was probably an inspiration for the Kellogg family. They now had two swoops of ravens on a package of Kellogg's brazen ram.

I think I have just been lead around the block by a man with a fish hook in my mouth!
Good one! I like them the shaggier the better.