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oh well...
posted by
Kabu
on November 19, 2013 at 5:52 PM
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Not sure there is a statute of limitations on pinching of sickles--better keep it under your coat!
posted by
Ciel
on November 18, 2013 at 6:26 PM
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Put the frighteners on her I expect Ciel. Anyway I have still got a nice little sickle that she pinched from outside the police station. 
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 12:37 PM
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yeesh! Do you think it was the wills thing that tipped the bucket?
posted by
Ciel
on November 18, 2013 at 10:18 AM
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Re: FS
Yes never a truer word spoken FS. I think your Dad could handle most probs., one day he will rely on you to sort it out. 
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:58 AM
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Well Kabu I like to keep a sense of decorum on this site, but I must tell you that poor Fred um, um fell and um, um, broke his um, um. But I think he was dead anyway.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:55 AM
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Re: Yes, I have known a few pains,
It is possible Ciel to tolerate a little .
This lady told me herself she visited an old acquaintance.
She was so pleased to see her that she made a special journey
everyday for a fortnight i.e. two weeks and even suggested
making Wills in the other ones favor.
We will call her Aggie . 'Do you know, she sighed,
'people are strange on the fifteenth day
I called and she shouted abuse at me and said never come again,
or the police will be involved.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:51 AM
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Re: Pat
Pat it is funny what people will tell you at times. I suppose the circumstances become so ordinary to the person relating the tale that they do not realize the impact that the listener must contend with. Best to sympathize.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:41 AM
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Yes I felt like going into one myself when she used to throw
pebbles at my window 5 a.m. Some can function, but not all.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:32 AM
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I'm sorry to be so insensitive, but that poem was Woody Allen funny.
There's always an undertone of sadness and loss in any really good joke...
As for the pesty girl whose new man dropped dead - good for the rottweiler.
posted by
Pat_B
on November 18, 2013 at 7:31 AM
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Sometimes a wise dog is the best deterrent Naut. Well I did tell Fred I knew a man whose wife fed him on cream crackers and it was fine, so he said as they took him away on a stretcher. 
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:29 AM
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Re: Jay
Good idea Jay, just keep her on the poetry page. 
posted by
C_C_T
on November 18, 2013 at 7:23 AM
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We have a wise old lady right across the street who I could quite easily say such things to, I have been thinking of introducing her to blogit...She just loves flowers.
posted by
UtahJay
on November 18, 2013 at 4:20 AM
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CCT
Oh yes, I've known pains, though I always try to divest myself of them as quickly as reasonably good manners permit...And poor Fred - I guess his blonde housekeeper was a bit too demanding, LOL...
posted by
Nautikos
on November 17, 2013 at 9:47 PM
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my best friend from high school slowly went quite nutters and now lives in a home...
posted by
Annicita
on November 17, 2013 at 5:22 PM
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Yes, I have known a few pains,
some of whom I liked more than others. Or for a time... but not when the pain became too weighty in the balance. Some people become pains over time, like guests who overstay their welcome, or overstep the boundaries. I've been the pain, I daresay, in a few other lives.
posted by
Ciel
on November 17, 2013 at 3:18 PM
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Still laughing....poor old Fred...well I suppose he died with a smile on his face.
posted by
Kabu
on November 17, 2013 at 2:45 PM
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A few of my father's employees have been a pain to deal with...That really struck me in the poem how she says that love is a game of chance. I agree.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 17, 2013 at 11:30 AM
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