Have You Got Any?
Beverly and I driving around the other day and we got to talking about thingamajigs. You know what they are. They are similar to thingamabobs. You’ve probably got some in your junk drawer. It’s some little item that you don’t know the name for, or maybe it doesn’t even have a name.
Or is it a whatchamacallit? They are similar to Thingamajigs.
Maybe it is a gizmo? But, really, I think it was a couple of doodads connected together.
Most women refer to all of these items as a thingy.
You know how I know this? Well, Whatshisname told me. Or was it Whatshisface? I just don’t remember.
Some of my favorite inventions that I was acquainted with when I was growing up around Knoxville, Tennessee was the smoke grinder and the skyhook.
You actually need only three tools to work on things: WD-40, duct tape, and a hammer.
- If it doesn't move and it should, use the WD-40.
- If it moves and it shouldn't, use the duct tape.
- If either doesn't work, use the hammer. (And if you are left handed, be sure to use a left-handed hammer.)
It is our human nature to not see the shortness of life until we near the end. The years, months, days, hours and minutes pass more rapidly.
Be thankful that you know God’s purpose in life and that you are on the path that leads from time-oriented Earth to timeless Heaven.
Enjoy life. Live for others. Smile.
May the sun shine, all day long,
everything go right, and nothing wrong.
May those you love bring love back to you,
and may all the wishes you wish come true!
Joke of the Day
A pretty little girl named Suzy was standing on the sidewalk in front of her home. Next to her was a basket containing a number of tiny creatures; in her hand was a sign announcing FREE KITTENS.
Suddenly a line of big black cars pulled up beside her. Out of the lead car stepped a tall, grinning man.
"Hi there little girl, I'm President Obama. What do you have in the basket?" he asked.
"Kittens," little Suzy said.
"How old are they?" asked Obama.
Suzy replied, "They're so young, their eyes aren't even open yet."
"And what kind of kittens are they?"
"Democrats," answered Suzy with a smile.
Obama was delighted. As soon as he returned to his car, he called his PR chief and told him about the little girl and the kittens.
Recognizing the perfect photo op, the two men agreed that the president should return the next day; and in front of the assembled media, have the girl talk about her discerning kittens.
So the next day, Suzy was again standing on the sidewalk with her basket of "FREE KITTENS," when another motorcade pulled up, this time followed by vans from ABC, NBC, CBS and CNN.
Cameras and audio equipment were quickly set up, then Obama got out of his limo and walked over to little Suzy.
"Hello, again," he said, "I'd love it if you would tell all my friends out there what kind of kittens you're giving away."
"Yes sir," Suzy said. "They're Republicans."
Taken by surprise, the president stammered, "But... but... yesterday, you told me they were DEMOCRATS."
Little Suzy smiled and said, "I know. But today, they have their eyes open."