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02-18-2008, 05:25 AM | #1 |
No Longer a Member Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: Maryland
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| I think I had a "drug" problem... I read this today in a joke-of-the-day newsletter: "The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?'' I replied, “I had a drug problem when I was young” I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to weddings and funerals. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop some firewood and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed. Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior, in everything I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place. God bless the parents who drugged us!" Now... isn't that so true??? Last edited by Mitzis Mom; 02-18-2008 at 05:26 AM. |
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02-18-2008, 05:47 AM | #2 |
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02-18-2008, 06:04 AM | #3 |
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02-18-2008, 07:02 AM | #4 |
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| True! that's too cute!! thanks for sharing |
02-18-2008, 11:37 AM | #5 |
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| true, true, true... family life was so different then. It seemed to matter. now everyone moves away from their "roots" and so goes the familial ties ... PS love your designs Pocomutt!
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02-18-2008, 11:57 AM | #6 |
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