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Never really developed a taste for tequila. Kind of hard to understand how you make a drink out of something that sharp, inhospitable. Now, bourbon is easy to understand.
Tastes like a warm summer day. -Raylan Givens
"All the miseries and evils which men suffer from vice, crime, ambition, injustice, oppression, slavery and war, proceed from their despising or neglecting the precepts contained in the Bible." [Noah Webster. History. p. 339]
I met a guy who works in a theatre, and he said that he calls the lights. So, I asked him, "What do you call the lights?" He didn't know, and so I helped him out: "Bulbs." I then asked him, "What happens if the lights don't come when you call them?" He didn't know, and so I helped him out: "Long time, no see."
But let's be real...There are 40 some other teams and only two alaskan teams...the day one of us wins something big will be the day I transfer to UAA
Originally posted by Doyle Woody
Best sign by a visting Seawolf fan Friday went to a young man who held up a piece of white poster board that read: "YOU CAN'T SPELL FAILURE WITHOUT UAF."
One winter evening, a tremendous blizzard hit the native American reservation. Snow was piled in huge drifts everywhere, so much so that people could not even leave their homes for days.
Nine months later, the reservation maternity ward was full to overflowing. They never had so many women about to deliver at the same time. All beds were full, so they started taking out futons, and to keep the mothers about to give birth warm and comfortable, they scrounged around looking for animal skins to cover the futon. They found a bison skin, and prepared a snug delivery place for one, they found a deer skin, and prepared a snug delivery place for another.
Finally, the last woman on the reservation about to give birth came to the clinic. They looked everywhere for an animal skin. Just then, one of the attendants remembered that a traveling zoo had passed their way a few years ago, and an old hippopotamus had died. The circus owner and the tribal leader worked something out, and eventually the tribe had a fine hippopotamus skin, which they were able to find and spread out to make a fine place to deliver a baby.
Well, dawn finally arrived. During the night, the first two women each gave birth to a fine healthy boy, and the last woman gave birth to twin baby boys.
One of many different ways to prove once again, that the sons of the squaw of the hippopatomus are equal to the sons of the squaws of the other two hides.
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