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Yes! I mentioned that a few days ago--LIGHTER days ahead!
Fine women will be the death of me.
Oh, dear!
OT: I thought you were male with all that bright plumage?
Well, I've often been told that I have bigger balls than most men...but last time I looked, I guess that was meant metaphorically!
psionandy
Extreme Android User
Well, I've often been told that I have bigger balls than most men...but last time I looked, I guess that was meant metaphorically!
I've got way bigger balls than that. They are going on my tree tonight now that the lights are on.
Too funny!
psionandy
Extreme Android User
It was the night before Christmas. The house was very quiet.
No creatures were stirring in the house. There weren’t even any mice stirring. The stockings had been hung carefully by the chimney. The children hoped that Saint Nicholas would come and fill them.
The children were in their beds. Their beds were in the room next to ours. Mamma and I were in our beds. Mamma wore a kerchief. I had my cap on. I could hear the children moving. We didn’t move. We wanted the children to think we were asleep.
“Father,” the children said.
There was no answer. He’s there, all right, they thought.
“Father,” they said, and banged on their beds.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“We have visions of sugarplums,” the children said.
“Go to sleep,” said mamma.
“We can’t sleep,” said the children. They stopped talking, but I could hear them moving. They made sounds.
“Can you sleep?” asked the children.
“No,” I said.
“You ought to sleep.”
“I know. I ought to sleep.”
“Can we have some sugarplums?”
“You can’t have any sugarplums,” said mamma.
“We just asked you.”
There was a long silence. I could hear the children moving again.
“Is Saint Nicholas asleep?” asked the children.
“No,” mamma said. “Be quiet.”
Out on the lawn a clatter arose. I got out of bed and went to the window.
I opened the shutters; then I threw up the sash. The moon shone on the snow. The moon gave the lustre of mid-day to objects in the snow.
There was a miniature sleigh in the snow, and eight tiny reindeer.
A little man was driving them. He was lively and quick. He whistled and shouted at the reindeer and called them by their names. Their names were Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donder, and Blitzen.........
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/...saint-nicholas-in-the-ernest-hemingway-manner
No creatures were stirring in the house. There weren’t even any mice stirring. The stockings had been hung carefully by the chimney. The children hoped that Saint Nicholas would come and fill them.
The children were in their beds. Their beds were in the room next to ours. Mamma and I were in our beds. Mamma wore a kerchief. I had my cap on. I could hear the children moving. We didn’t move. We wanted the children to think we were asleep.
“Father,” the children said.
There was no answer. He’s there, all right, they thought.
“Father,” they said, and banged on their beds.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“We have visions of sugarplums,” the children said.
“Go to sleep,” said mamma.
“We can’t sleep,” said the children. They stopped talking, but I could hear them moving. They made sounds.
“Can you sleep?” asked the children.
“No,” I said.
“You ought to sleep.”
“I know. I ought to sleep.”
“Can we have some sugarplums?”
“You can’t have any sugarplums,” said mamma.
“We just asked you.”
There was a long silence. I could hear the children moving again.
“Is Saint Nicholas asleep?” asked the children.
“No,” mamma said. “Be quiet.”
Out on the lawn a clatter arose. I got out of bed and went to the window.
I opened the shutters; then I threw up the sash. The moon shone on the snow. The moon gave the lustre of mid-day to objects in the snow.
There was a miniature sleigh in the snow, and eight tiny reindeer.
A little man was driving them. He was lively and quick. He whistled and shouted at the reindeer and called them by their names. Their names were Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donder, and Blitzen.........
https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/...saint-nicholas-in-the-ernest-hemingway-manner
We couldn't march to church. I had the white the white guidon loop. We danced to worship in my squadron at Lackland AFB. Funkadelic.
Milo Willamson
Android Expert
Hearing aid meme:
Can listen to everything, and yet when you play offline music it decideds to static every moment you do make. Funny little assholes they are. Even thought they do not have bums
Can listen to everything, and yet when you play offline music it decideds to static every moment you do make. Funny little assholes they are. Even thought they do not have bums
psionandy
Extreme Android User
Hey Peeps... could you all pop over to this thread... and help Moody Blues out?
https://androidforums.com/threads/do-me-a-favor-la-times-related.1293021/
https://androidforums.com/threads/do-me-a-favor-la-times-related.1293021/
Heard it online. You just cannot go wrong with any version of that album.
Milo Willamson
Android Expert
First and only Pink Floyd album, I ever owned was Animals.
I "stole the compact disc for free from the library." "rented" a few others way back when, I will never go around them anytime soon, lost my business. Never going to go back.
I "stole the compact disc for free from the library." "rented" a few others way back when, I will never go around them anytime soon, lost my business. Never going to go back.
Milo Willamson
Android Expert
No rush anyways.
I been listening to classic viynl station for a while now, with different rock stations too. So yeah rather do that then, hit up my Google Play and do a trillion dollars for gift cards that way. Even though I have almost like 5 page scroll in my wish list.
OT: Free Money for apps and music. I tried to share.
Milo Willamson
Android Expert
Well see you folks later on, my eyes are getting sleepy.
You can do it!
Shotgun84
Extreme Android User
Lmfao
Heering
Burn comic books.