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The last post is the WINNER!
- Thread starter ninerbuff
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So you claim....
"Faux Bear FUBAR"?
No arguments were started or completed in the making of this win
No winning was used in the making of that win.
But this one is chock full of winnie goodness!
But this one is chock full of winnie goodness!
and loses just as easily...
Shortly, I'm going to head over to my folks', where the sibs, their spices, my spouse and an assortment of children and grandchildren will gather for a winning delayed Thanksgiving dinner this afternoon.
Have you ever bought a farmer at the farmer's market?
They're too expensive for my taste.
How about a farmer's daughter?
(upon a time, there were a number of jokes that probably shouldn't be repeated....)
You mean like this one?
There once was a farmer who was raising 3 daughters on his own. He was very concerned about their well being and always did his best to watch out for them. As they entered their late teens the girls dated, and on this particular evening all three of his girls were going out on a date. This was the first time this had occurred. As was his custom, he would greet the young suitor at the door holding his shotgun, not to menace or threaten but merely to ensure that the young man knew who was boss.
The doorbell rang and the first of the boys arrived. Father answered the door and the lad said, "Hi, my name's Joe, I'm here for Flo. We're going to the show, is she ready to go?" The father looked him over and sent the kids on their way.
The next lad arrived and said, "My name's Eddie, I'm here for Betty, we're gonna get some spaghetti, is she ready?" Father felt this one was okay too, so off the two kids went.
The final young man arrived and the farmer opened the door. The boy started off, "Hi, my name's Chuck… --" and the farmer shot him.
DavidFirth
Well-Known Member
While all that was happening I was hanging out by the bridge and being cool. Oh, and winning, too.
Yes, that would be one of them...
no el win-o for you!
I can't win.
I'm not ready.
Still recovering from having seen the movie, Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri.
Dialogue unrealistic, plot disjointed, too many coincidences.
I give it 2 thumbs down.
I'm not ready.
Still recovering from having seen the movie, Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri.
Dialogue unrealistic, plot disjointed, too many coincidences.
I give it 2 thumbs down.