Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Well?...



You wanna be a sandspur in your next life, dontcha?

13 comments:

boneman said...

dunno what I wanna be in m'next life.
Can't really get a good grip on this here life I already have, so, there's not much sense in tryin' t'figure out what I would wanna be next, eh?

MrsJoseGoldbloom said...

I want to be a clock in the chippendales dressing room...LOL! j/k

Jean said...

boneman - oh, you sound very bummed. I was thinking of this as more of a question I'd ask to some who are already a pain in the arse in this life.

mrs j - omg...LOL!...good luck with that!

Hannelie said...

An Eagle!! I want to soar hight up above and feel free, majestic and beautifull!

Jean said...

hannelie - beautiful idea!

Lee said...

WTF is a sandspur?

Jean said...

Lee - Bwaaaaaahhhhhhahaha! You Yankee! It's like a thistle...only smaller and harder....and it hurts because it has curved barbs...like a fish hook..so, removing it is painful...they grow all over the South......even in yards. A common saying is "He/she has a sandspur up his/her ass.".....meaning they are in a bad mood...to put it mildly.

K. D. Zu said...

I've been a sandspur in this life. In the next I hope to be a ministering Angel, seeing as how I may not obtain to more.

Jean said...

k.d. - I cannot imagine the gentle spirit I read in such a way.

Aspergantus said...

I would like to be someone that makes a difference...maybe a calculator. A sick and weak geekified math joke....I have just been raised to a higher geek level. Pocket protectors are just around the corner...just let me re-wrap my glasses with this white tape and I'll be right with you.... oh nurse... NURSE!!!!

~:)

Jean said...

Mick - I can just imagine the difference you make...everywhere!
Geek?.......oh, puhhhhleeeze...ha.

boneman said...

You asked me once why guys pay attention t'size so much....


On the farm lived a chicken and a horse, both of whom loved to play together. One day the two were playing, when the horse fell into a bog and began t o sink. Scared for his life, the
horse whinnied for the chicken to go get the farmer for help!


Off the chicken ran, back to the farm. Arriving at the farm, he searched and searched for the farmer, but to no avail, for he had gone to town with the only tractor.


Running around, the chicken spied the farmer's new Harley. Finding the keys in the ignition, the chicken sped off with a length of rope hoping he still had time to save his friend's life.


Back at the bog, the horse was surprised, but happy, to see the chicken arrive on the shiny Harley; and he managed to get a hold of the loop of rope the chicken tossed to him. After tying the other end to the rear bumper of the farmer's bike, the chicken then drove slowly forward and, with the aid of the powerful bike, rescued the horse!

Happy and proud, the chicken rode the Harley back to the farmhouse, and the farmer was none the wiser when he returned.

The friendship between the two animals was cemented: Best Buddies. Best Pals.

A few weeks later, the chicken fell into a mud pit; and soon he, too, began to sink and cried out to the horse to save his life!

The horse t thought a moment, walked over, and straddled the large puddle. Looking underneath, he told the chicken to grab his hangy-down thing, and he would then lift him out of the pit. The chicken got a good grip, and the horse pulled him up and out, saving his life.

The moral of the story?

(Yep, you betcha there,s a moral!)

"When You're Hung Like A Horse, You Don't Need A Harley To Pick Up Chicks!"

Now ya know why, eh?

Jean said...

boneman - I keep telling you... don't believe EVERYTHING you read!