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I will start with the first thread.

sallye bates
3 Hours Ago

It's Official!

In late February, a little buckaroo will join his two princess cousins to become my 3rd great grandchild. We're so excited.

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sallye bates
4 Hours Ago


A West Virginia farmer got in his pickup and drove to a neighboring farm and knocked at the door. A young boy about 9 years old opened the door.

'Is yer Pa at home?' the farmer asked.

'No sir, he ain't,' the boy replied. 'He went into town.'

'Well,' said the farmer, 'is yer Mamma here?'

'No, sir, she ain't here neither. She went into town with Pa.'

'How about your brother, Howard? Is he here?'

'He went with Pa and Mamma.'

The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the other and mumbling to himself.

'Is there anything I can do fer ya?' the boy asked politely. 'I know where all the tools are if you want to borry one. Or maybe I could take a message fer Pa.'

'Well,' said the farmer uncomfortably, 'I really wanted to talk to yer Dad. It's about your Brother Howard getting my daughter, Pearly Mae, Pregnant.'

The boy considered for a moment. 'You would have to talk to Pa about that' he finally conceded. 'If it helps you any, I know that Pa charges $500 for the bull and $50 for the hog, but I really don't know how much he gets fer Howard.'

sallye bates
4 Hours Ago

Grandiloquent Word for Tuesday

My senses have been overcome by the fulsomeness of politicians.

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sallye bates
16 Hours Ago


Jim Bob and Betty Sue got married in Alabama. One of their wedding gifts was a lottery ticket. Well, miracles of miracles, that turned out to be the winning ticket for a million dollars.

They immediately decided to spend part of their winnings on a belated honeymoon. They flew on a large airliner for the first time ever, took their first taxi ride and checked into a luxury hotel.

The next morning they got dressed early and left the hotel to go sight seeing. At the corner they patiently watched and waited as the traffic cop directed traffic at the busy street crossing. The cop stopped the flow of traffic and shouted, "Okay pedestrians".

Then he'd allow the traffic to pass. He'd done this several times, and JIm Bob and Betty Sue still stood on the sidewalk.

After the tenth time, Jim Bob walked over to the cop and said "Ain't it about time you let the Baptists go?"

Ellen Bales
Yesterday at 8:38 AM


Please say a prayer for my sister, who is undergoing a heart cath as we speak. She is 86 and has congestive heart failure and also A-fib. The last few days her breathing has been very labored. They are talking about installing a pacemaker if she is strong enough. The family would greatly appreciate any and all prayers! Thank you so much!

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Jane -
Sunday at 11:58 AM

in short supply

God give us men! A time like this demands strong minds, great hearts, true faith and ready hands;
men whom the lust of office does not kill; men whom the spoils of office cannot buy;
men who have honor; men who will not lie; men who can stand before a demagogue and damn his treacherous flatteries without winking;
Tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog in public duty and in private thinking; for while the rabble with their thumb-worn creeds, their large profession and their little deeds mingle in selfish strife, lo! Freedom weeps, Wrong rules the land, and waiting Justice sleeps.

Josiah G. Holland
An American novelist and poet, 1814-1881