> HELP FOR SENIORS WITH TEXTING: > > I thought you might need help with texting your friends... After all, the kids have all their little codes… like BFF, WTF, etc. So here are the codes for seniors: > > ATD - At the Doctor's > > BFF - Best Friend's Funeral > > BTW - Bring the Wheelchair > > BYOT - Bring Your Own Teeth > > CBM - Covered by Medicare > > CUATSC - See You at the Senior Center > > DWI- Driving While lncontinent > > FWBB - Friend with Beta Blockers > > FWIW - Forgot Where l Was > > FYI - Found Your Insulin > > GGPBL - Gotta Go, Pacernaker Battery Low > > GHA - Got Heartburn Again > > HGBM - Had Good Bowel Movement > > IMHO - ls My Hearing Aid On? > > LMDO - Laughing MY Dentures Out > > LOL - Living on Lipitor > > LWO - Lawrence Welk's On > > OMMR - On My Massage Recliner > > OMSG - Oh MY! Sorry, Gas > > ROFL...CGU - Rolling on the Floor Laughing…Can't get Up! > > TTYL - Talk to You Louder > > WAITT - Who Am I Talking To? > > WTFA - Wet the Furniture Again > > WTP - Where's the Prunes > > WWNO -Walker Wheels Need Oil > > Hope these help! > > GGLKI - Gotta Go, Laxative Kicking in
The English language has some wonderfully anthropomorphic collective nouns for the various groups of animals. We are all familiar with a
Herd of cows,
a Flock of chickens,
a School of fish
and a Gaggle of geese.
However, less widely known is:
a Pride of lions,
a Murder of crows
(as well as their cousins the rooks and ravens),
an Exaltation of doves
and, presumably because they look so wise:
a Parliament of owls.
Now consider a group of Baboons.
They are the loudest, most dangerous, most obnoxious, most viciously aggressive and least intelligent of all primates.
And what is the proper collective noun for a group of baboons?
Believe it or not ……. a Congress!
A CONGRESS OF BABOONS!
I guess that pretty much explains the things that come out of Washington !
You just can’t make this stuff up.
Go green – Recycle Congress in 2012 !!!
A cowboy named Bud was overseeing his herd in a remote mountainous pasture in California when suddenly a brand-new BMW advanced toward him out of a cloud of dust.
The driver, a young man in a Brioni suit, Gucci shoes, RayBan sunglasses and YSL tie, leaned out the window and asked the cowboy, "If I tell you exactly how many cows and calves you have in your herd, Will you give me a calf?"
Bud looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, then looks at his peacefully grazing herd and calmly answers, "Sure, Why not?"
The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer, connects it to his Cingular RAZR V3 cell phone, and surfs to a NASA page on the Internet, where he calls up a GPS satellite to get an exact fix on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans the area in an ultra-high-resoluti on photo.
The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg , Germany . Within seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been processed and the data stored. He then accesses an MS-SQL database through an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with email on his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, receives a response.
Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer, turns to the cowboy and says, "You have exactly 1,586 cows and calves."
"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my calves," says Bud.
He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on with amusement as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car.
Then Bud says to the young man, "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my calf?"
The young man thinks about it for a second and then says, "Okay, why not?"
"You're a Congressman for the U.S.Government", says Bud..
"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"
"No guessing required." answered the cowboy. "You showed up here even though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already knew, to a question I never asked. You used millions of dollars worth of equipment trying to show me how much smarter than me you are; and
you don't know a thing about how working people make a living - or about cows, for that matter. This is a herd of sheep. ...
Good morning . . . At present we are not at home, but please Leave your message after you hear the beep. beeeeeppp ....
If you are one of our children,
dial 1 and then select the option from 1 to 5
in order of "birth arrival" so we know who it is.
If you need us to stay with the children, press 2
If you want to borrow the car, press 3
If you want us to wash your clothes and do ironing, press 4
If you want the grandchildren to sleep here tonight, press 5
If you want us to pick up the kids at school, press 6
If you want us to prepare a meal for Sunday or to have it delivered to your home, press 7
If you want to come to eat here, press 8
If you need money, press 9
If you are going to invite us to dinner, or, taking us to the theater, start talking ... we are listening !!!!!!!!!!!"
WHAT IS A GRANDPARENT?
(Taken from papers written by a class of 8-year-olds)
Grandparents are a lady and a man who have no little children of their own. They like other people's.
A grandfather is a man, & a grandmother is a lady!
Grandparents don't have to do anything except be there when we come to see them… They are so old they shouldn't play hard or run. It is good if they drive us to the shops and give us money.
When they take us for walks, they slow down past things like pretty leaves and caterpillars.
They show us and talk to us about the colors of the flowers and also why we shouldn't step on 'cracks.'
They don't say, 'Hurry up.'
Usually grandmothers are fat but not too fat to tie your shoes.
They wear glasses and funny underwear.
They can take their teeth and gums out.
Grandparents don't have to be smart.
They have to answer questions like 'Why isn't God married?' and 'How come dogs chase cats?'
When they read to us, they don't skip. They don't mind if we ask for the same story over again.
Everybody should try to have a grandmother, especially if you don't have television because they are the only grownups who like to spend time with us.
They know we should have a snack time before bed time, and they say prayers with us and kiss us even when we've acted bad.
GRANDPA IS THE SMARTEST MAN ON EARTH! HE TEACHES ME GOOD THINGS, BUT I DON'T GET TO SEE HIM ENOUGH TO GET AS SMART AS HIM!
It's funny when they bend over; you hear gas leaks, and they blame their dog.
Send this to other grandparents, almost grandparents, or heck, send it to everyone. It will make their day.
There was a Scottish painter named Smokey MacGregor who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a wee bit further.
As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the Local Church decided to do a big restoration job on the outside of one of their biggest buildings.
Smokey put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job.So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine..
Well, Smokey was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Smokey clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned and useless paint.
Smokey was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty,
so he got down on his knees and cried:
"Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should I do?"
And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke..
(You’re gonna hate me for this.)
And thin nomore!"
"Blessed are the cracked, for they are the ones who let in the light."
I was eating lunch with a friend and her 6-year-old granddaughter.
She was pretty animated as she talked about school and friends and teachers.
So, I asked her, what she remembered about school and that sort of thing.
She said, "I remember talking about 'President's Day!"
She is a smart kid. So, I asked "What does President's Day mean to you?”
Waiting for her reply with something about Abe Lincoln or George Washington, etc.
She replied, "President's Day is when President Obama steps out of the White House,
and if he sees his shadow we have one more year of unemployment."
You know, it hurts when hot coffee spurts out your nose.=============