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Well hi there, Temple!
WOHOO! Welcome back! Glad you got a kick out of this one!
posted by
strat
on February 20, 2011 at 5:37 AM
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Not so, Kabu!
You are a great writer, in fact. Glad you got a kick out of this one!
posted by
strat
on February 20, 2011 at 5:36 AM
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Thank you, Cheerygirl!
Glad you got a charge out of this one!
posted by
strat
on February 20, 2011 at 5:36 AM
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Ah, Guy what is it the song says?
You can it for money or you can do it for love but you can't do it for both, least no ways I heard of...
Thing is, since I love money, whatever I do should be done out of love, right? Or maybe I should partake of your homegrown medicine...
posted by
strat
on February 20, 2011 at 5:35 AM
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Well, stupid IS foreva.
But, in the land where Snookie is a NYT best selling author, maybe all things ARE possible. Oh, poor Peter. Maybe he'll get famous and go on Celebrity Rehab to tell the tail (after jail, rehab, sex tapes, and bewildering wealth). You still have the funny, my friend. Hope all is fabulous with you.
posted by
Temple
on February 19, 2011 at 11:23 PM
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Strat...between you and the Sage....I can't comment I would just sound like
some old writing hack trying to tell a retired joke. Too much fun here. LOL
posted by
Kabu
on February 19, 2011 at 10:54 AM
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LOL strat you're a funny guy there's no doubt about it.
posted by
Cheerygirl
on February 19, 2011 at 9:23 AM
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Life coach, Guru types are making a killing? DAMN! WTHCIHBT?!!
Strat,
My acronymn means "WHAT THE HELL COULD I HAVE BEEN THINKING?!!" I couldn't articulate those particular words, back in the 60's, when I was choosing my personal pathway to happiness and immeasurable wealth, so I just took the path that sounded like it was the closest to that category. Remember, that this WAS during the '60's, and for pretty much of that decade, I seem to have been somewhat less linguistically gifted......
Long story short, take my word for it Pal, being a sage don't pay dog crap! Or, maybe I ought to have said that it DOES! If only my brother hadn't "turned me on," that hot day back in Ann Arbor Mich, circa 1968............
I'd still be an insufferable, clueless, knuckle-dragging, yankee redneck. Instead, I have spent years and years of practice, growing Medical Marihuana, and I have presciently been in rapt training for this, way, WAY before that term even EXISTED!
Now, with the price of high quality herbal medicine at $300 a flippin' OUNCE(!), all of our excess production can now legally be sold to our friendly neighborhood "Herbal Medicine Dispensary," possibly fulfilling both my goals of being happy, and if not being blessed with "untold wealth," at least I don't forsee us needing ever to eat catfood salad sandwiches. Funny how things turn out, huh?
Now, if only they will just hold off on decriminalization, for another decade or so. WOW! I NEVER, NEVER, foresaw that those words would ever flow from my typing finger, either! It's funny how things.............Yeah, I already said that.
Guy
posted by
northsage_45
on February 19, 2011 at 6:02 AM
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