Michael Brown and Ferguson, the Perfect Names for a Shooting Hoax
Hells bells. I’ve been barfing up the wrong trees.
Old Jules
Old Jules
74 years old, a resident of Leavenworth, KS, in an apartment located on the VA campus. Partnered with a black shorthaired cat named Mister Midnight. (1943-2020)
Since April, 2020, this blog is maintained by Jeanne Kasten (See "About" page for further information).
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Barf! Barf!
Hi Kenneturner. Thanks for coming by. J
Jack,
A.) I don’t get it. I’m probably too thick.
B.) I haven’t even started to buy those tickets yet. I just buy the impossible to win one with the huge bad odds. But it is never far from my mind and I hope one day to at least be able to win once. My second trip in after having lost 10 bucks, was to come up to the counter with my list of numbers and say to myself, “You lost 10 bucks last time.” And I didn’t buy the tickets. There were $800 in wins on that sheet. So I decided that I’d probably go crazy if I tried to do that. That probably happened in the year 2000 to 2003. But never die.
Hang in there.
Your friend,
Chuck
(8-: )
Chuck, I don’t understand either. The guy talks too fast and the background scenery distracts focus away from his math. Gracias, J
Far out! Chance? Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm. Barack Hussein Obama.
The children sang~~~~~
The guy in the Whitehouse has hired hands to count up what everything is numberwise. Leaves him time to do other things. Gracias, J