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Benjamin Franklin once said....

"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."

"And the devil gave us daughters"---Woodchuck

That's why I'll never be famous.

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Anonymous said…
A high school class mate of mine has three daughters. His mother tells him that having only daughters is god's way of getting even with him for all of the fathers that he worried to death when he was a teenager.

DG
9:23 AM
Kelsgarden said…
you duct tape one cheerleader to the flag pole in front of the school and this is what you get -

can you imagine what would have happened if you hadn't pre-wrapped . . .
1:21 AM
Woodchuck said…
The end of life as we now know it....yup.
1:23 AM
Bert said…
But if you do become famous will you still remember me?
5:04 PM
Woodchuck said…
How could I forget Bert? I need someone to house sit my country estate.
12:12 AM
Anonymous said…
Uh... can we go back to the duct-taped cheerleader for a moment and ask for an explanation??? The mind boggles...
9:31 AM
Kelsgarden said…
duct tape is so versatile

I sat watching a show on HGTV once about this chic who made dresses and handbags out of the stuff -

but that's not exactly how WC used the duct tape on the cheerleader . . .

WC, had you included a handbag maybe she wouldn't have been so upset -
3:08 PM
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