What???? You lost me there. Apparently not everyone was following your
drama.

Sorry Leroy, there's not much I remember from the 80's except that I
think I was having alot of fun. And i really don't remember much from
the 90's either. Now if you want to ask something about last week I may
be able to help. Maybe

HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND

THINKING, "SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD?" WELL... YOU'RE GONNA LOVE THIS

ONE!





I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT WITH A

NEW DENTIST. I NOTICED HIS DDS PLAQUE ON THE WALL, WHICH BORE HIS FULL

NAME.

SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY WITH THE

SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME 40-ODD YEARS AGO. COULD

HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN??



UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICKLY DISCARDED ANY SUCH THOUGHT.

THIS BALDING GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY LINED FACE WAS WAY

TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE. HMMM, OR COULD HE???



AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD ATTENDED MORGAN

PARK HIGH SCHOOL.

"YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG," HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.

"WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED.

HE ANSWERED, "IN 1959. WHY DO YOU ASK?"



"YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!" I EXCLAIMED.

HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.

THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, WRINKLED SON-OF-A-***** ASKED,



"WHAT DID YOU TEACH?"

LMAO Good one QB

Lily, that's alot of drinking going on there in your post. I hope you're
ok

I too have a alarm system. It's a smith and wesson brand. I pity the
fool that bumps my locks, gonna be a big surprise for them.

I'm glad you are still here Spay. I saw what was going on yesterday and
it made me sad because I think Txs is one of the coolest girls on this
site and it sucked seeing her so upset.
I also think you are one of the funniest guys on this site, if either of
you decided to leave it would surely be a sad day in JSH land.

Group hug?

good one marilyn, funny as heck

Do what I do, drink him pretty

LOL, at least you got dinner. Good luck in your search.

LMAO!!! You just scared the heck out of me. I can't believe I was so
naive. Thanks for the info Kal, too funny

very well put Kojack. And I'm just guessing that Spays mail box is
filling up fast. GO SPAY GO!!!!!!!!

I sold my sportster a few days ago and bought a 2002 fatboy yesterday,
it is totally tricked out too. It is so cool. I kept my neighbors up
till midnight listening to it roar. The group I ride with have been
calling me Breeze but have changed my name to King Breeze now.
I'm one happy camper right now.

bearifically funny, cybear you are truely an original. One cool bear,
thanks bro

Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment
community.

The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma
complications from repeated pokes in the belly.

He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.

Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.

Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the

Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch.

The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a
man who never knew how much he was kneaded.

Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled
with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much
of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at
times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll
model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough
and

Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven.

He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

Dang crazy, they are 2 and 3. That's what kids do but not to worry they
should outgrow this phase in 15 years or so.

well I was addicted to meth for many years but have been clean for over
2 years now and I take it personal when yall say meth heads suck. It is
an awful addiction, I am lucky to have kicked the habit all by myself,
without any therapy or anything else. I had the classic case of meth
mouth which is all my teeth rotted out. They broke off like pieces of
chalk. Only god knows what else it did to my body. I thank god every day
for the strength to quit. I am a lucky guy and I get stronger every day.
Meth is one of the worst things that ever happened to the american
people and I am not ashmed to admit that I was a junkie but am proud to
admit that I am clean now.

that's only half a question so I can only give half an answer. I think
it's easier for a

Divorce court, child support

hehehehe she said boobies