Once upon a time, a young lad was born without a belly button. In its place was a golden screw. All the doctors told his mother that there was nothing they could do. Like it or not, he was stuck with it.
All the years of growing up was real tough on him because all who saw the screw made fun of him. He avoided ever leaving his house and thus, never made any friends.
One day, a mysterious stranger saw his belly and told him of a Swami in Tibet who could get rid of the screw for him. He was thrilled. The next day he took all of his life's savings and bought a ticket to Nepal.
After several days of climbing up steep cliffs, he came upon a giant monastery. The swami knew exactly why he had come. He was told to sleep in the highest tower of the monastery and the following day, when he awoke, the screw would be removed.
The man immediately went to the room and fell asleep. During the night while he slept, a purple fog floated in an open window, bearing in its mist a golden screwdriver. In just moments, the screwdriver removed the screw and disappeared out the window.
The next morning when the boy awoke, he saw the golden screw lying on the pillow next to him. Reaching down, he felt his navel, and there was no screw there!
Jubilant, he leaped out of bed, and his b u t t fell off.
The moral of this story is:
Don't screw around with things you don't understand -- you could lose your a**.
"There are two kinds of people in this game: those who are humble and those who are about to be." Clint Hurdle
Posts: 2303 | Location: New Mexico | Registered: January 22, 2006
The moral of the story: Don't screw your nose to your a** lest your weird Uncle Al monkeys around. Offer him a maple bar and tell him Judy Garland sent you.
Not sure where the '54 Buick Roadmaster fits in.
"Thanks for the memories"-- The Carol Burnett Show
Posts: 1907 | Location: Las Vegas | Registered: July 11, 2005
All these years, and I didn't know Magoo was a shriner. It makes sense. (My conscience is bothering me, though. Is it really right to laugh at old guys that run into walls because they're blind? Or Coyotes blowing up poor, defenseless birds (undoubtedly on the endangered species list) with nitroglycerin in the ecologically-sensitive Arizona desert?)
..life was simpler back then, wasn't it?
"Thanks for the memories"-- The Carol Burnett Show
Posts: 1907 | Location: Las Vegas | Registered: July 11, 2005
You're still welcome, Play Baseball. But you better get these guys to shave first, or you won't know which one's Woody. My guess is the guy in the middle because like 'Mick he's gotcha under his thumb! (If that caveman drags you by the hair, though, remind him it was really a woman who invented fire.)
"Thanks for the memories"-- The Carol Burnett Show
Posts: 1907 | Location: Las Vegas | Registered: July 11, 2005
woody thanks for taking the numbers out of the bottom picture. the nice thing about losing your hair........when your at a game you can hold a drink and still clap.
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”
Posts: 2359 | Location: new hampshire | Registered: March 25, 2003
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