GUESS THIS IS WHERE I CHECK IN...

lisa was curious & wrote "someday"
along came petitekitten & wanted to play
she wrote little rhyms & little poems
along came jsh er`s with riddles of their own
somedude walked in with a grin & read what all have wrote
with lil to say he walked away
& fired up a smoke

dark star-CSN

no need for floss--i use a water pick daily

BOB SEGER--ROLL ME AWAY

BURY MY HEART AT WOUNDED KNEE

a friend told me about it-she told me if i needed a good laugh check it
out...well she hasn`t been wrong so far..

A guy is driving around the back woods of Tennessee and he sees a sign

> >>in front of a broken down shanty-style house: "Talking Dog For Sale."

> >>He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in

> >>the backyard.

> >>The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador

> >>retriever sitting there.

> >>"You talk?" he asks.

> >>"Yep," the Lab replies.

> >>

> >>After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says,

> >>"So, what's your story?"

> >>The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when

> >>I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the

> >>CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country,

> >>sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured

> >>a dog would

> >>be eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies

> >>for eight years running.

> >>

> >>"But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't

> >>getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a

> >>job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near

> >>suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible

> >>dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. I got married, had a

> >>mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."

> >>

> >>The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants

> >>for the dog.

> >>

> >>"Ten dollars," the guy says.

> >>

> >>"Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him

> >>so cheap?"

> >>

> >>"Because he's a liar. He never did any of that ****."

For all who Know Motorcycle Riders

I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocer y store line.
But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate
last Sunday.

I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the
sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn't se e me, attending a meeting to raise more money for
the hurricane relief.

I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But, you didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your
cigarette butt out the car window.

I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to ru n toys
to the homeless.

I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my
friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and
gloves to those that had none.

I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their
name written over and in my tattoo heart.

I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.

I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted
into my lane.

I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe
behind me.

I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to
take the next turn.

I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have
the car to go on his date.

I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.

I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was
in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road.

I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends t o pass.
But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.

I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.

Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker
community .

If you don't repost this, It stink s to b e you. I hope you never
loose someone that rides. Have a great week my friends.

For all who Know Motorcycle Riders

I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocer y store line.
But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate
last Sunday.

I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the
sidewalk. But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn't se e me, attending a meeting to raise more money for
the hurricane relief.

I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.
But, you didn't see me, driving behind you when you flicked your
cigarette butt out the car window.

I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to ru n toys
to the homeless.

I saw you, stare at my long hair. But, you didn't see me, and my
friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.
But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old coats and
gloves to those that had none.

I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their
name written over and in my tattoo heart.

I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.

I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted
into my lane.

I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn't see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe
behind me.

I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to
take the next turn.

I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have
the car to go on his date.

I saw you, run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.

I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was
in. But, you didn't see me, leave the road.

I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends t o pass.
But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.

I saw you, go home to your family. But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn't see me.

Repost this around in hopes that people will understand the biker
community .

If you don't repost this, It stink s to b e you. I hope you never
loose someone that rides. Have a great week my friends.

i hear ya lake--i know here in tenn.15-20lbs are considered small----is
there any crappie in them waters?

Temperate Striped Bass 65lbs 6oz Cordell Hull Res.--caught by Ralph
Dallas 05/01/2000 --srry this one is in tennessee & in lake lanier ga.
bigger....... also fresh water

did u mean state record striper........

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