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FRIDAY, Dec. 15 (HealthDay News) -- As a child's IQ rises, his taste for meat in adulthood declines, a new study suggests…. I don’t trust all research but I tend to agree with that somewhat, only I think it just has something to do with aging more than with IQ. I still like a little chicken and turkey and fish. Beef I can mostly do without, it tastes a lot like monkey anyway.
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SEATTLE - Residents of the Pacific Northwest struggled to stay warm Saturday after the worst windstorm in more than a decade knocked out power to more than 1.5 million homes and businesses and killed at least six people….. No problem for me, I filled the fuel tank on the truck, the gas can for the generator, and I stock plenty of food and well over a hundred gallons of water. You just never know what nature is going to throw at you. Those that are not prepared are just fools, or monkeys.
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I haven’t been checking many blogs, just those most important to me, a few others hit and miss if I have the time. I’m just too busy right now to check a lot of them.
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A boy is about to go on his first date, and is nervous about what to talk about. He asks his father for advice. The father replies: "My son, there are three subjects that always work. These are food, family, and philosophy." The boy picks up his date and they go to a soda fountain. Ice cream sodas in front of them, they stare at each other for a long time, as the boy's nervousness builds, he remembers his father's advice, and chooses the first topic. He asks the girl: "Do you like potato pancakes?" She says "No," and the silence returns. After a few more uncomfortable minutes, the boy thinks of his father's suggestion and turns to the second item on the list. He asks, "Do you have a brother?" Again, the girl says "No" and there is silence once again. The boy then plays his last card and asks: "If you did have a brother, do you think he would like potato pancakes?"
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Two friends had agreed to meet at a resort for a weekend of fishing. The first arrived on Friday evening, as scheduled, but his fishing buddy never showed up. Finally about lunch-time the next day, the tardy fisherman arrived beaten and bandaged. When asked what the hell had happened, the wounded man
replied, "The last thing I remember is stopping at the highway rest stop and spotting a parked car with what appeared to be people in the back seat, so I stuck my head through the window and asked, 'Hey, just how far is The Olde Log Inn?'"
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Q: Why did Viagra come out with a nasal spray? A: For dickheads
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A guy's on the electric chair. The warden's just about to pull the switch when the guy gets the hiccups.The warden says, "Do you have any last requests?" The guy says, "(hic) Yeah... (hic) could you please do (hic) could you please do something to scare me?"
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My wife thinks I'm too nosy. At least that's what she keeps scribbling in her diary. -Drake Sather
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A father and son went fishing one day. After a couple hours in the boat, the boy suddenly became curious about the world around him. He asked his father, "How does this boat float?" The father thought for a moment, then replied, "Don't rightly know, son." The boy returned to his contemplation, then turned back to his father, "How do fish breathe underwater?" Once again the father replied, "Don't rightly know, son."
A little later the boy asked his father, "Why is the sky blue?" Again, the father replied. "Don't rightly know, son." Worried he was going to annoy his father, he says, "Dad, do you mind my asking you all of these questions?" "Of course not, son. If you don't ask questions, you'll never learn anything!"
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A good way to use the fuck word. “I fucking love you.” [This is the end of the humor, but some of you will still find the rest of this interesting. And there is a little humor in it, depending on what you are able to laugh at, which should be just about anything being as this is such a stupid planet.]
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A comment spotted on a blog. “Sex, is what brings people together. Love is what keeps them together long after the sex has lost it's magic.”….. In my mind I think that is a very limited explanation. When love is mentioned I think of it in a higher plain, in a bigger picture. Not just between couples that are mates. I think of the love that should be there for mankind, and nature, and things like that. Not that some couples don’t start out that way, a sexual attraction to each other, and I have no problem with that. But I don’t want to deal with those kind of unions anymore. I want to know her some first, I want her to love me, at some damn level first. I have to have her spirit loving me even if her human mind is somewhat confused about it. And sex and love done properly means the magic never goes away. I know couples in their eighties that get it on all the time.
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Love is often ruined by peoples wants, needs and greed’s. And always going after them and working hard for them and getting lost in all that. The most loving couples I know don’t have all that much besides each other. I watched a movie the other day, ‘Spencers Mountain’ with Henry Fonda and Maureen O'Hara staring. The most loving couples I know have few wants and needs. They may not even have a lot, but they have each other. Ah, Maureen O’Hara, I always wanted her. :-)
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You fucking monkeys killing each other with your automobiles. Don’t waste good meat, eat the road kill. You monkeys should carry some firewood and a frying pan in your trunks. Then you can cook and eat your road kill on the spot. Oh, and a MONKEY CHOW sign so other passing monkey drivers can stop and enjoy the bounty. No point in burying good meat, what a waste.
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Democracy: Where the monkeys all bicker with each other while trying to self rule themselves in complicated ways instead of simple way.
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Get out of my parade you fucking monkeys. Shoo, get out of the way, I’m going forward, I know where I’m going, go back to your own parade, don’t be raining on mine. Stay in your histories, mucking around in the monkey shit. Screw history, I’m only interested in tomorrow, the future. Our proper evolution.
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Want proof that America is crazy? Just check out the number of shrinks they have. Not that I have ever met a sane shrink, I’ve posted about that before though.
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Places of executions need good kitchens, and good monkey meat recipes. Umm, monkey shish kebab, yum, yum. A monkey a day keeps the hunger pains away.
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Today’s motto, no meat left behind, no meat wasted. Hey, it’s just monkey meat.
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I’m guessing that there is a secret American government operation going on where they are supplying the insurgents with arms so they can keep Iraq in turmoil. What sick reasons they would have for doing that I don’t know. Never can tell what is going on in a monkeys mind. But I know that our government loves secrets. Transparency? Har, har, har. It’s no wonder the world hates us. Hell, I hate us.
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Member only blogs are just monkeys fucking around, talking about their clothes, shoes, travels, things like that, believe me, you are not missing anything by not being invited. I’m here to talk to the whole world.
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Hippie John was given a new (used) wood stove, and brought me his old Franklin fireplace. I’m putting it in front of the shelter I have my love seat in out in the yard.
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While I was out doing errands yesterday I stopped at the lumber store for three sheets of OSB to improve the roof over a camper and the clerk, Bill, that knows my first and last names and that I have an account there waited on me. I decided to grab a hand full of deck screws and told him to add them, he said it was taken care of. When I looked at the invoice later I saw that they wasn’t on it. This town is bigger than I would like it to be, but still small enough to have little acts of kindness like that happen to you.
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Everyone of course has their own thoughts about how to use and control blogger comments. I choose to not use word verification any more but instead went to no anonymous comments. Since then I’ve gotten only one spam comment. As for getting a virus through blogger, I don’t know about that, maybe one of my readers can answer it. I do know this, I don’t get paranoid about them. In my years ten years and countless hours of being on the Internet I’ve only gotten one. And it came in an email from someone I knew here in town. If you get a virus you just deal with it. Ah, use comment moderation to keep the monkeys away? Ah, hell, I love to have the monkeys visit. God likes to fuck wit the monkeys. The minister and the whacked out Lutheran chick were a lot of fun.
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You know what? We don’t exist, not in any real sense anyway. Many of you that are trying to change the world, with your political and news opinion sites, or what ever, are not getting that many hits. On a good day I might get around a hundred, but about ten of them are mine. The goof off blogs might get a lot of hits, but they’re just goofing off. Not that it is a bad thing, but it’s just some monkeys screwing around, just saying is all. So, almost seven billion people on the planet and we are getting read less than a hundred times a day. Yup, for all intents and purposes, we don’t exist. But that won’t stop me from doing this.
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NEW YORK, Dec 14 (Reuters Life!) - Miss USA 2006 is in danger of losing her crown due to bad behavior, organizers of the annual beauty pageant said on Thursday. Property magnate and TV "reality" series star Donald Trump, who owns the Miss USA and Miss Universe contests, will decide next week whether or not Tara Conner would keep the title, they said….. Yeah, yeah, who cares if she was having a little fun, and she is such a cute little monkey, I would eat her *wink*. And when in the hell did Donald Trump become a fucking saint?
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George, a friend in Sequim, apparently with a complex mind like mine so he is okay with me and understands me pretty well, reads my blog. He sent me an email about the fuck stuff I posted, saying that he liked my rant. Hey, when did the truth become a rant? WTF??? And here is something interesting he said after I told him that minds are changing, “Lots of people aren't aware that minds have changed -- that humanity has evolved and is continuing to do so -- and some would vehemently insist that it isn't so, as if that would somehow validate Darwin's theories, which terrify them.…. Yup, and they really don’t want to see that mankind is God in evolution. Monkeys don’t believe in evolution, they believe in their silly mystical Gods.
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BTW George, the other George called me the other day, he has just been really busy, hasn’t even gotten back too the house project we where working on, so that is why I haven’t heard from him for a while. Maybe the three of us can get together after things settle down, three minds like ours together should be very interesting.
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Hey, you fucking Blog Spot monkey programmers, fix your fucking word verification problems. You only need three words or numbers you idiots.
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Kirsten….. I know why you write about some of the subjects you write about. :-)… Hey hon, what is a good Egypian news site? I like to get news from other countrys perspectives also.
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Remember these words if you can. At some point in time you have to stop reading books and start thinking for yourself. – Albert Einstein. [Get your own damn brain and get out of the boxes of others, books are just boxes.]
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Supergirlest said...why are you so mean and cruel? …. It just depends on how you see it. I’m trying to get the world to grow up. I don’t expect everyone to like that, but it doesn’t make me mean and cruel.
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Love, Peace, and Hugs. BBC