Reminds me of a joke: A priest is convinced that God will save him from rising flood waters. That's what he tells the police officer who drives up in his patrol car. As the waters rise, it's what he tells the Good Samaritan in his boat paddles up the street. Having retreated to his roof, it's what he tells the guy hanging down from the rescue chopper. On entering in to the Kingdom, he finds God and expresses his disappointment. "Hey," God replies, "What are you talking about? I sent you a police officer, a boater, and a helicopter!"
They used to play it at our local minor league baseball park (before the team decamped because the city wouldn't build them a brand new field). And the entire audience sang along. LOUDLY. It was fun.
As you can see from the picture Grayson Stadium just was the Total SUXXORS... (Not.)
Read the Daily Beast article. Her brother says that she softened her stance temporarily on LGBT issues, but then walked it back - especially since Trump.
That liquor license thing is bringing back memories. 40 years ago my first job after college was as Deputy County Clerk in the local County Clerk's Office. One of my jobs was to sign the liquor licenses. There was my name, "Queen Méabh, Deputy County Clerk" on the license in every bar in town for a year, after which I found a better job. My grandmother, the Temperance Leader, must have been turning over in her grave. I always smiled every time I signed one.
All you fundies, hold hands and pray that hurricane back out to sea!
Either way we win.
The survival statistics would be interesting though. At least as a guide to next time.
I have that one as a man drowning in a lake, and three boats approach in turn, only to be refused. "I sent three (expletive of choice) boats!"
I notice he was holding that bottle very carefully to avoid putting pressure on it.
Reminds me of a joke: A priest is convinced that God will save him from rising flood waters. That's what he tells the police officer who drives up in his patrol car. As the waters rise, it's what he tells the Good Samaritan in his boat paddles up the street. Having retreated to his roof, it's what he tells the guy hanging down from the rescue chopper. On entering in to the Kingdom, he finds God and expresses his disappointment. "Hey," God replies, "What are you talking about? I sent you a police officer, a boater, and a helicopter!"
Man, that video brought back memories. It's been ages since I've bottle-fed a kitten.
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The clerk fighting off THREE would-be thieves with a bong is just incredible video.
We live about two miles from the home field of the Reading Fightin Phils and we really enjoy going to games.
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They used to play it at our local minor league baseball park (before the team decamped because the city wouldn't build them a brand new field). And the entire audience sang along. LOUDLY. It was fun.
As you can see from the picture Grayson Stadium just was the Total SUXXORS... (Not.)
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Now we have the Savannah Bananas. We haven't been in the stadium for them, but I've heard they're great.
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Read the Daily Beast article. Her brother says that she softened her stance temporarily on LGBT issues, but then walked it back - especially since Trump.
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That liquor license thing is bringing back memories. 40 years ago my first job after college was as Deputy County Clerk in the local County Clerk's Office. One of my jobs was to sign the liquor licenses. There was my name, "Queen Méabh, Deputy County Clerk" on the license in every bar in town for a year, after which I found a better job. My grandmother, the Temperance Leader, must have been turning over in her grave. I always smiled every time I signed one.
I saw a clip this morning of him going on and one. He said, you know, you can't just drive a truck there.
Plus it's gotta be rough realizing that you are being connected to his regime FOR ALL HISTORY.