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Recently, at work, I have been creating ISO signs.
I have to be careful not to draw one that looks like
some sign company's copyrighted sign. While searching
for signs to compare to mine, I ran across this ISO
sign for a Fueling Station.
I have to be careful not to draw one that looks like
some sign company's copyrighted sign. While searching
for signs to compare to mine, I ran across this ISO
sign for a Fueling Station.
----Wayne----
Back when I was growing up, if you didn't start someth'n, there wouldn't be noth'n.
--Merle Haggard
Back when I was growing up, if you didn't start someth'n, there wouldn't be noth'n.
--Merle Haggard
Purina dog chow for Skeeter
Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Skeeter our NewHunting dog at Wal-Mart and was standing in line about to check out.
A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. First thing I thought was 'where is your sense lady' but decided to go with it. Soooo, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog and that I was starting the Purina weight loss diet again.
I said I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time,but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is, you load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete,�so I was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story to say the least.
Totally horrified, the lady asked if I ended up in
intensive care because the dog food poisoned me.
I told her no; I had stepped off a curb to sniff an
Irish Setter's butt and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.
Wal-Mart asked me not to shop there anymore.
Kurt
Yesterday I was buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for Skeeter our NewHunting dog at Wal-Mart and was standing in line about to check out.
A woman behind me asked if I had a dog. First thing I thought was 'where is your sense lady' but decided to go with it. Soooo, on impulse, I told her that no, I didn't have a dog and that I was starting the Purina weight loss diet again.
I said I probably shouldn't, because I'd ended up in the hospital last time,but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms.
I told her that it was essentially a perfect diet and that the way that it works is, you load your pants pockets with Purina nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry and that the food is nutritionally complete,�so I was going to try it again.
I have to mention here that practically everyone in the line was by now enthralled with my story to say the least.
Totally horrified, the lady asked if I ended up in
intensive care because the dog food poisoned me.
I told her no; I had stepped off a curb to sniff an
Irish Setter's butt and a car hit us both.
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.
Wal-Mart asked me not to shop there anymore.
Kurt
What the hell's up with this cold weather at the near end of May? Makes a hobo want to have a permanent place to stay at night. Anyway, I've got a 4 foot high fire, plenty of wood for the night, and a case of Canada's finest. Pull up a log and have a seat.
If you agree with the Progressives, it's freedom of speech. If you disagree, it's hate speech. There are no alternatives.
Two English businessmen in London were sitting down for a break in their soon-to-be new store. As yet, the store wasn't ready, with only a few shelves set up. One said to the other, "I bet any minute now some idiot tourist is going to walk by, put his face to the window, and ask what we're selling.
No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a curious Irishman walked to the window, had a peek, and in a thick Irish accent asked "What might ye be sellin' here?" One of the men replied sarcastically, "We're selling ass-holes." Without skipping a beat, the Irishman said, "You're doin' well ... only two left!"
Kurt
No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a curious Irishman walked to the window, had a peek, and in a thick Irish accent asked "What might ye be sellin' here?" One of the men replied sarcastically, "We're selling ass-holes." Without skipping a beat, the Irishman said, "You're doin' well ... only two left!"
Kurt
Hell yes, I already opened one. I'm up here at Daisy and Tramp's, can't log in under my own name so I'm using Daisy's. We've been rebuilding engines and carburators all day, now we're about to light the BBQ and start tossing cans of beer on the grill. Tomorrow it's fishing all day, plus more beer kabobs, and a few more carburators. Righteous holiday!
Mitch
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