Random Thoughts X (The 9th Regeneration)
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When you come for my stuff there's beer in the frig for you; four Heinekens, one Summit Pale Ale and one Spotted Cow*. Oh, and, half a bottle of 7 Up.
* Another Cow six pack in the wine cellar.
Went up for a spike in volleyball last night and right before liftoff, a fart squeaked out. Pretty sure the hot girl on the other team heard it
If she can't appreciate the humor in that, she isn't right for you.
I was once on a date with a girl where, after dinner, we were walking to a bar to get a drink (everything was going really well up to this point). On the way to the bar I offered her a piece of gum. She replied, "Why? Does my breath smell?" I replied, "I don't know. I can't tell over your BO". She didn't even crack a smile. At that exact moment, we both knew that this was going no further.
She probably told all of her hot friends about it, too.
Did the fart provide extra height on the jump?
What if you had been jumping off a treadmill when you broke wind?
Newton's third law applies here. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. The mass of the fart is almost negligible compared to the mass of his body, but if it was a very high speed fart it could start to make up for the discrepancy.
I feel this thread needs that squatting Mad Fran pic now.
Finally have about survived the month of May. Such a marathon every year. Saving grace is I have a college kid home this summer. Hope he gets an internship next year and he has been busy making repairs over at the pool and lifeguarding for elementary pool parties, but has been mowing, weeding, help brothers with homework, walking the dog, and just making life easier in general. So many sports, grad parties, AP tests, projects, band concerts, etc. And he is going to go to the cemetery with me tomorrow. I wind up having to pick up flowers for my sister and putting double stuff at all the graves so it is quite an enterprise. Grateful for help this year. Last year there was no one to hear me scream at the killer garter snake who slithered out from under a nearby stone.
Finally have about survived the month of May. Such a marathon every year. Saving grace is I have a college kid home this summer. Hope he gets an internship next year and he has been busy making repairs over at the pool and lifeguarding for elementary pool parties, but has been mowing, weeding, help brothers with homework, walking the dog, and just making life easier in general. So many sports, grad parties, AP tests, projects, band concerts, etc. And he is going to go to the cemetery with me tomorrow. I wind up having to pick up flowers for my sister and putting double stuff at all the graves so it is quite an enterprise. Grateful for help this year. Last year there was no one to hear me scream at the killer garter snake who slithered out from under a nearby stone.
http://minnesota.cbslocal.com/2017/05/01/house-of-snakes-nightmare-home/
Ninety-five inside and counting.
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