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- ckjolly
- not one to be lumped in with everyone else, i enjoy being different: i laugh when i ought to cry, i run off the sides of mountains, i can't answer the question 'where are you from?', i told my husband i loved him before i met him, and i'm a woman who is doing her part to reverse the negative trends of extreme feminism. i seek to encourage my brothers-in-Christ, and discuss ways in which women can do the same.
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See the porch swing with single tulip tree blossom out in front? I was walking through this quaint neighborhood the other day and came upon this young tree when the one blossom was only a large bud. I determined to return to take a picture when it was in bloom.
When I returned the owner was sitting on the porch swing out in front. I decided to make small talk with her. But she seemed preoccupied ... with stroking her hair? ... no ... GASP! ... she was caressing a SNAKE!
things sure have changed in the last 100 years.
I once talked with this lady at a Ronald McDonald House who was a former dabbler in the occult. She used to answer her door with her pet snake wrapped around her head if she saw the caller was a Jehovah's Witness. After a while they stopped coming . . .
I also knew this young man who was just crazy to show me his pet python. "You'll love him, Kara. He's like a little puppy." I did see him. The boy proceeded to tell me that his snake went missing at about the same time his computer started malfunctioning. He opened up the machine and both his problems were solved at once . . .
"Neutered"
Poor Frank...
I wish I'd seen Frank, he sounds like a nice cat.
Caressing a snake on a porch in a quiet neighbourhood with a missing cat? That's kind of Hoo-Doo-Voo-Doo-Deep-South-creaking-swing kind of creepy. The gothic equivalent of the north. But hey, I don't really know what I'm talking about.
He opened up the machine and both his problems were solved at once LOL
I hope that Frank did not meet up with Mr. Snake.
I must be hormonal today, because when I read the sign for Frank with the kiddie drawing I almost teared up.
What's wrong with me?????
That's not a kiddie drawing. That's just an adult trying to be cute by making a sign like a kid.
it's okay, Donna. If you don't tell anyone, i'll go ahead and tell you that i did, too.
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