Women Are Perfect |
"Women. Ain't they perfect?....Yes, they are, they're perfect. Don't matter if they're skinny, fat, blond or blue. If a woman is willing to give you her love, Harvard, it's the greatest gift in the wo... Posted by on Sun, 12 Apr 2009 14:19:00 GMT |
Letter to my unborn son..... |
Dear Troy McClure Johnson, Yep thats right, youre old dad was the one that gave you your name. I hope you like it. There were some concessions I had to make to win that argument that you will onl... Posted by on Tue, 03 Feb 2009 15:26:00 GMT |
Two Recliners..... |
You know I saw something recently that really hit home. A grandma and grandpa were sittin in their recliners...she had some kind of Romance Movie on. And the two on the movie were "goin at... Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 20:50:00 GMT |
Thomas Wolfe Quote |
"The whole conviction of my life now rests upon the belief that loneliness, far from being a rare and curious phenomenon, peculiar to myself and to a few other solitary men, is the central and inevita... Posted by on Thu, 25 Dec 2008 15:49:00 GMT |
Dear..... |
Dear President of Rawlings,
First off let me thank you for all the hard work you put into creating a custom cup to protect my ridiculously small genitalia. I know how hard it mu... Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 02:25:00 GMT |
Roosevelt Quote |
"It is not the critic that counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or the doer of deeds could have them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the Arena, whose... Posted by on Fri, 28 Nov 2008 22:24:00 GMT |
Her Praise |
She is foremost of those that I would hear praised.I have gone about the house, gone up and downAs a man does who has published a new book,Or a young girl dressed out in her new gown,And though I have... Posted by on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 20:56:00 GMT |
Madness and Joy |
To drive free, to love free, to dash reckless and dangerous,To court destruction with taunts, with invitations,To ascend, to leap to the heavens of the love indicated me,To rise thither with my inebri... Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 19:12:00 GMT |
Self Pity |
I never saw a wild thingsorry for itself.A small bird will drop frozen dead from a boughwithout ever having felt sorry for itself.
-D.H. Lawrence- Posted by on Sun, 04 Mar 2007 15:38:00 GMT |