This is a place where i get to rat-out and tell all sorts of things about people, where none to know the better as i will tell no name. Therefore-shall no guilt be felt of any kind by me or my written writings.
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These two were up to no good a while back. But nonamesdot.org, guess who.
I do not like my BLACK BLOG PAGE but i picked it . . . I should not have it is not for me. Changes have to happen real soon or else.
THIS IS OR ELSE. Just joking . . .But i have to change this BLACKNESS, boo . . .
Today we woke up to lots of snow. But that is not all, it snowed all day.
Making sure it is real coal. And it is.
Yeah, what life tosses at us on a whole is sometimes rough on us. Things like a house burns down, your boat sunk fifty-feet from shore and you are terrified of sharks or your best friend jumped off a bridge, your car breaks down in the middle of no-where and you suck at directions or you have a dentist appointment.
English: RIVAS, Nicaragua (June 24, 2011) Capt. Wendy Boruszewski, a dentist from San Diego, ensures a patient’s dentures fit properly at the Humberto Mendez Rivas medical site during a Continuing Promise 2011 community service event. Continuing Promise is a five-month humanitarian assistance mission to the Caribbean, Central and South America. (U.S. Air Force photo by Staff Sgt. Courtney Richardson/Released) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lets talk about dentists for a moment.
They are not well liked by many people and they are associated with PAIN.
They talk to you asking question you can’t answer because the dentist has their hands in your mouth. They laugh and make-up their own answer for you, mostly getting the answer wrong making you speak seal-talk.
They have needles! That go in your mouth!
They twist and they pull and you can’t feel a thing.
IN YOUR MOUTH
A maxillary denture. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
This is a place where we put our food that we need to eat to stay alive and healthy, but not when all your teeth got pulled. At once. Can’t eat for days, especially if you have no dentures and there will be no dentures in your near future. You are eating jars of baby food for the first several weeks or close to it. You are starving somewhat of malnutrition.
The time arrived for gatherings of families and friends, children all screaming out joys of their Christmas toys. The
English: A group of children at Christmas dinner. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
air-filled with the smell of turkey and stuffing, with the supper smells tickling your palate. You Love our gifts but you are not satisfied your starved. It has been three weeks and the best you can do is suck on straws.
PROTEST
Time to find a chair, take a seat at the dinning room table. The lay-out of food is a wonder to the eye. So much food all at one meal. people and children start to dig in, pass me this and pass me that and hand-in-hand criss cross all around. You had enough. You protest! What is wrong with you now they all wonder, why don’t you eat! I protest that too, you tell them. You all know i just had all my teeth pulled i can’t even chew on shit, but you get it nice and mushy and we will eat it.
Shark Teeth (Photo credit: compujeramey)
BLENDERS
For when you feel mushy, they come in handy, and no house should be without one.
A blender will get food nice and mushy.
Mouli-Baby, a small food mill (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
So i did my best to give away a christmas gift which was and is a refrigerator to a needy family. I thought this would be a nice thing to do . . .It turned into a headache. How was i going to find a family in need of a fridge. Awe the phone book.
So i called the FIRE DEPARTMENT. I figured they would know of a family in need. But they did not. But they did direct me to calling habitants for humanity, these people do this sort of thing. No they don’t . . .They will take it and sell it and donate the money to help have homes build in another country. Okay nice, but there has to be a family in need that lives in the same country that i do.
This Habitat directed me to calling CHURCHES. YES ! why did i not think of that? DUH! So i called ten [10] CHURCHES.
THIS BLEW MY MIND THAT A CHURCH DID NOT KNOW OF A FAMILY OR MOST OF THE CHURCHES DID NOT ANSWER THEIR PHONE
I was running out of ideas . . .AWE THE RADIO STATION. Cool they announced over the air ways tell the people of my offering. Free Christmas Refrigerator for a needy family. Thank-you.
Then someone mentioned calling the SCHOOLS. YES! Why did i not think of that! Schools always know who needs what with family’s. But no luck as of yet.
But then the phone rang . . .Someone hearing about my Christmas gift called and needs this refrigerator. YIPPIE! Such a hard thing to do! [Find a family in need]. How is this possible we do not know of the needy?
FUNNY
Being the dog that i am i thought it would be funny to get the dogs in the yard beside me barking like mad fools, like i do at times . . .MOST OF THE TIME. { I’m always getting scowled at get in the house}. Not this time.
An area had been cleaned of its debrise here at THEDOGHOUSE, allowing a two foot wide area of walking space, my space, NEW SPACE, UNEXPLORED SPACE. WAGGY TAIL SNOOP AROUND YIPPEE. Two new yards [ Somebody elses dogs]on the other side of the fence that ARF ARF ARF YAP YIP YAP at me. So i woof and woof woof woof ! Woof woof woof. neighbours get up set master scowles me.
THAT I AM THE DOG THAT I AM I
COULD smell the other two dogs I wag my tail for master to let me out. Fallen leaves painted my way to sneak about loud crunches under my paws calls of something near then ARF ARF ARF BOWOW BOWOW BOWOW AND BORORORO
THE DOG THAT I AM?
WOOF WOOF BOWOW LAY DOWN WAG MY TAIL BOWOW ARF WOOF WOOF. BOWOW. WAGGING TAIL HAPPY DOG. WHERE’S MY TREAT.
I thought that the dog in me would be that i am But being the dog that i am i thought it would be That i am the dog in me.
Wrap your brain around that. ARF ARF ARF BORORORO WOOF WOOF BUT NOT BOWOW. FORGET THE ARF. JUST WOOF WOOF. IN THEDOGHOUSE IT’S WOOF WOOF. ARF ARF BORORORO IS KITTY STUFF. WE WOOF WOOF. NOT BOWOW OR YAP YAPPY
BEING THE DOG THAT I AM I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE
TO KEEP THINGS OUT
TO WATCH GUARD
TO GIVE CLEAR WARNING
TO WOOF WOOF OUT
TO BE FRISKY AND TO PLAY
So . . .Being the dog that i am i am playing, being frisky, having a grand old-time, getting the dogs in trouble next yard SMELL THEM OUT.
Then it’s, YIP YIP WAG WAG RUN ACROSS MY YARD SNIFF SNIFF HAPPY POUNCE happy pounce. THE DOGS NEXT YARD IN great big TROUBLE NOT ME. NO WOOF WOOF JUST YIP YIP AND YIPPEE
Then it’s, WOOF WOOF BARK BARK WOOF WOOF YUP THAT’S THE DOG IN ME. LAY DOWN STOP SIT AND STAY RUN AND PLAY.
I like the dog in me, that i am that i thought i would be. The dog that i am, peed on the carpet chewed a whole in the floor ate the walls lost your socks and buried your shoe. I get the left overs get rub downs here and there i’m a good boy.
BARK WOOF BARK AND WOOF WOOF WOOF BARK BARK WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF AND BARK WOOF AND BARK.
So woof woof and woof off let me be the dog in me no arf arf forget bowow borororo it’s woof for me woof woof woof more woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof woof one more woof.
I wag my tail proud and happy my master looks out at yip and yappy Neighbours yell master scowling stop that barking!
Now here I sit my masters feet proud and happy cause they are still yip and yappy bowow and borororo neighbours yell masters scowl.
Good boy.
As silky smooth as new petals on a flower, he walked past the garden men and entered the house. In side the house he went up the stairs to the back room where the was a door leading up to the attic. He went up.
Days past and still no one knew he was in the house. The family was all settled in.
The smell of Turkey woke him. He came down.
As he stood in the entrance to the kitchen he called out Happy thanks Giving. He raised his rifle, pulled the trigger and a stick welding a sign sprang out.
POW.
Everyone was in awe of this and then chatter filled the whole kitchen area. It was their Uncle Joe from their father’s side. He was the clown of the family.
They did not really recognise him right off the bat as he had long whiskers and they have not seen him for at least fifteen years. But boy oh boy some of them were mad. Some of the family laughed. Some of the family called him bad names. His brother told him he was an idiot and what he just did was wrong. Some one could have been hurt.
After they all settled down and sitting at the table, they asked how long have you been in town, and where are you staying.
Well, as the matter of fact, i have been here for days and i also have been staying up in your attic.
Little Jimmy called out . . .So that is what the smell is . . .You stink.
