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Comment by apotheosis — April 18, 2011 @ 8:19 am
Shit. I forgot the words.
I hate it when that happens.
Comment by John Venlet — April 18, 2011 @ 8:40 am
Eh? Speak louder, and in my good ear.
Comment by Wollf — April 18, 2011 @ 10:33 am
Not sure if this is considered an advantage or disadvantage of growing older.
But, once I got older I found: That I did not have to stand on my head to take a piss in the morning?!?
Comment by Colonel Jerry USMC — April 18, 2011 @ 10:50 am
My partially deaf father-in-law had trouble remembering where he put a screwdriver, and I told him, “Well, you know what they say: The mind is the first thing to go…”
“…hearing is about fourth or fifth.”
My Karma is gonna suck.
Comment by Paladin — April 18, 2011 @ 11:34 am
Ahh, wonderful picture.
I remember a time anchored off a small key in the Bahamas when I spent the evening on the beach romancing a pretty co-ed boat bunny who …
oh, wait, that wasn’t me.
Comment by DougM — April 18, 2011 @ 11:59 am
What a beautiful scene. You can almost hear the “ker-sploosh” at the far end as the Obamacare End of Life Counselor gives that last push to your wheelchair…
Comment by Stilton — April 18, 2011 @ 1:09 pm
^Yeah, reminds me of this.
Comment by DougM — April 18, 2011 @ 1:20 pm
Hope I never get to the point of being in a wheel chair- that walkway would need some toe-boards to keep the wheels from going over the edge.
Comment by accipiter NW — April 18, 2011 @ 6:47 pm
A nice relaxing turn to the right.
Would that we could bring the country to do the same.
Comment by mech — April 18, 2011 @ 7:34 pm
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