Will I go to hell for sitting outside (baked) and watching my neighbors (not too bright and very bad bike riding) kid pull a wagon tied to his bike with a rope with his toddler sister in said wagon? Will it be because I laughed when the (inevitable) pile up occured? Sent from my SM-T230NU using Tapatalk
Roxy you are hilarious!!! I love to read what all goes on in that mind of yours! Even though these are random thoughts- they range from very funny, to informal! I love these!! Great post!!
Naw, you're not going to hell because of just observing and laughing. Did you have a been there, done that moment? After reading what you wrote, I did. I didn't have a younger sibling to pull, but I did have a small dog in my wagon. I got hurt but my dog didn't. Kids need to grow up, experiment and try new things, and hopefully survive non life threatening injuries and know what real pain from injuries feels like, even broken bones, burns, blisters and cuts. Some wealthy people, like the President I think, were too sheltered and weren't allowed to make poor judgements on their own when they were younger and learn from the consequences. Some people are self centered and lack empathy, while on the other extreme some people have too much empathy and go through hell feeling another person's agony and pain. Maybe somewhere in between is the best.
Nah, 'cause it was a clear case of "you know what's coming," so, unless there was truly endangerment on the kids' lives, let it play out. Reminds me of the bright idea my friends and I had (I think we were third graders at the time) of loading a Stingray bike with the four of us to see how fast we could go down this long, steep hill. We were good for about a hundred feet (and picking up speed) when someone had to crack a dumb joke that made the guy steering the handlebars laugh (he couldn't see the street very well, anyway, depending on the kid in front as a guide--more brilliant planning on our part) and we swerved off the road down a ravine. Mostly bruises and nothing broken except maybe a trashed bike pedal. Naturally, someone's kid sister rolled upon the scene of carnage and remarked, "You guys are so stupid."
I'm with the consensus on this one, laughing at kids being kids doing dumb stuff does not make you hellbound. And if I'm wrong and it does, you can always come visit me at my condo. I have lots of central heat, and a lovely balcony overlooking the River Styx. All you have to do it's sit through a Time share presentation in the lobby followed by a vegan barbecue (remember, it is Hell after all)
If a guy takes a Virgin America flight to Comicon, is that over stating the obvious? Sent from my SM-T230NU using Tapatalk
Your opinion of yourself determines your level of confidence, other peoples' opinion of you determines your reputation. So with that being said....BOOBIES!!!!!
I prayed to GOD for sex with a woman..... It wasn't long before I realized GOD does not work that way..... So I went to a brothel. I had unbridled sex. Then asked GOD to forgive me.
With the evolution of self-driving cars, will there be country songs where the truck up and left too????
To my new friend who sent me a wrong-number text of your vacation pictures: I hope you are enjoying Colorado, and the person the pictures were meant for is a punk for not going with you
Pumps make feet sweat. I get that. Sweat can make a pump slide off when trying to move quickly, I get that too. I get gazing into someone's eyes while dancing all night and then completely forgetting what they look like (do I ever. Sheesh.) What I don't get is how the glass pump is the only thing that retained its magic after the stroke of midnight. Jacque, Gus, Bruno, and Major didn't get to keep their kick ass forms either. They kind of got gypped.
The Cheese Its should have a section in the nutrition panel titled: what will happen if I eat the whole dang box in less than an hour. I might think twice if it's in writing: your feet will swell up because these things are handful upon handful of Hell's delicious salt mines. Then again, I might not.
OK, I had my test implant...I could really feel the shocks going from my back down my legs (yes, I liked it) If I turn it up high enough, will it make sex a whole new experience for both of us? Will I be shooting little miniature lightning bolts out of Mr Happy? If so, will I ever find a girl who is kinky enough to want to get little mini electrical zaps right in the hoo-ha? Am I destined to be a living sex toy for electric play girls? What about a porn career? Should I tell ladies first that it may happen? Will they be pissed off if I dont? Should I change my name to Thor?
Random thoughts from having ordered Chinese food: There is very little difference in how I eat chow mein and how a horse eats hay. A wrong order leading to a delicious tasty plate of amazing made me understand completely something that you gents go through; you have your appointment and are excited for your favorite lady, then you lay eyes on someone who is pure magic and absolutely MUST figure out a way to have both.
Ever since I started calling Meatless Monday “Mac and cheese Monday” I feel so much better about the start of the week.
heard song on radio the other day where the line was your blue eyes dancing in the candle light. first thing that popped into my head was a pair of eyes that had been extracted from the skull standing up on their nerve ends and dancing on the table.
Cloud nine gets all the publicity, but cloud eight actually is cheaper, less crowded, and has a better view. -- George Carlin
Maybe I should diversify my property portfolio and buy a duplex there. Condo in Hell, duplex on Cloud 8, maybe a nice little quiet cottage in Purgatory.
I shouldn't be left alone in an exam room with a pen and random forms that I can draw on. Sent from my SM-G935V using Tapatalk
I just don't know....it was a dermatologist form and I wasn't there for them. Sent from my SM-G935V using Tapatalk
I am prepared for my next appt, though. Doctor came in just as I found the operation manual for this (thanks google!) Sent from my SM-G935V using Tapatalk
ummmmm. No. Not just no, but oh hell freaking no. Another limit has been found, Roxy! No calling me "Electric Boogaloo" IN fact, I'll expand that one to no calling me anything with "Boogaloo" in it, whats that make now, 5 limits?
The retainers did get Gypped! As to why a glass slipper and why it stayed a glass slipper... There is a literal ton of different versions of the Cinderella story. The one that Disney made their own, is said to have a different version. This version is one where the glass slipper is actually fur slipper, which could be determined as vagina. The Prince was actually trying on all the vagina's of the ladies in the area, to see the fit. It is a much more sexual version. Quote taken from the Cinderella Wiki- "Another interpretation of verre/vair (glass/fur) suggested a sexual element—the Prince was 'trying on' the 'fur slipper' (vagina) of the maidens in the kingdom, as a 'Droit du seigneur' right of sexual possession of his subjects. The disguised Cinderella's 'fur slipper' was of unique appeal to the Prince who sought her thereafter through sexual congress (a variety of sources including Joan Gould)." A HOLE different meaning, eh? A lot of the old "Fairy" tails had sexual content that were taken out at various times. Sleeping Beauty, for instance, Had different sexual acts performed on her to wake her up, not the kiss from the Prince that we know (You could say that she was raped many different ways, just like in the hospital scene of the movie, Kill Bill).
Oh! A cinematic gem that now definitely needs revisiting! (I have converted many to the masterpieces Krush Groove and Rad.)
