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Study "site words" was the intent. | ||
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His diet consists of black coffee, and sarcasm. ![]() |
? Aside from the obvious one (and what appears to be "werds"), that is quite good spelling. ![]() | |||
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Not bad for a junior in high school ![]() | |||
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Also amusing when grand-pa can't spell. I believe it should be "sight words". ![]() God Bless and Protect our Beloved President, Donald John Trump. | |||
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"The deals you miss don’t hurt you”-B.D. Raney Sr. |
You sure that was his intent? Maybe he really doesn’t like vocabulary.... ![]() | |||
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His diet consists of black coffee, and sarcasm. ![]() |
OK, what are those? | |||
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Dammit, I hate you! Lol! | |||
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This is an awesome story from a proud grandfather, you'll probably cry at the end. Last week, I took my grandchildren to a restaurant. My six-year-old grandson asked if he could say grace. As we bowed our heads he said, God is good, God is great. Thank you for the food and I would even thank you more if Grandpa gets us ice cream for dessert and liberty and justice for all. Amen! Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, that's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray, asking God for ice cream, why, I never! Hearing this, my grand-son burst into tears and asked me, did I do it wrong, is God mad at me? As I held him and assured him that he had done a terrific job and God was certainly not mad at him, an elderly gentleman approached the table. He winked at my grand-son and said, I happen to know that God thought that was a great prayer. Really my grand-son asked? Cross my heart, the man replied. Then, in a theatrical whisper, he added (indicating the woman whose remark had started this whole thing), too bad she never asks God for ice cream. A little ice cream is good for the soul sometimes. Naturally, I bought my grand-children ice cream at the end of the meal. My grand-son stared at his for a moment and then did something I will remember the rest of my life. He picked up his sundae and, without a word, walked over and placed it in front of the woman. With a big smile he told her, here, this is for you. Shove it up your ass you grouchy old bitch! Touches the heart doesn't it? _____________________ Be careful what you tolerate. You are teaching people how to treat you. | |||
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