The Attention Deficit Disorder Thread

okey:

 

Well blows me down!

 

When a man opens the door of his car for his wife,
you can be sure of one thing :

either the car is new or the wife.

 

I try to take one day at a time, but sometimes several days attack me at once.

 

some more lighthearted humour on the way...


And a good evening to all of you.

 

Hey smi buddy! How ya doin' my friend?

 

Men show their character in nothing more clearly than by what they think laughable. -Johann Wolfgang Von

 

Hi Scribe!

Doin' good, just finished a job as a waiter. I'll take 3 weeks of now before the struggle continues.

Fuck working 60+ hours a week!


How are things in Vegas?

 

Better to be wise by the misfortunes of others than by your own.

-Aesop

 

Money can't buy happiness. But it sure makes misery easier to live with.

 

Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.

 

I did not come up with most of the sayings but I can relate.

 

I've been working 25 - 30 hours a week. I could use a few more but it doesn't look like that's gonna happen anytime soon. Still, I'm surviving. Life otherwise is slow. My family is all healthy and my little girl is happy, can't ask for much more than that.

 

When you wish upon a shooting star, all your dreams will come true. Unless the star is really a meteor about to destroy the earth. Then, you’re pretty much dead no matter what you wish for. Unless it’s death by meteor.

 

A fanatic is one who can't change his mind and won't change the subject.

~Winston Churchill

 

That's good to hear bro!
Hope you get the chance to see her every now and then?!
Last time we chatted she was about to move ...

 

well, not the last time, but I had to think about how you told me that...

 

An expert is a man who tells you a simple thing in a confused way in such a fashion as to make you think the confusion is your own fault.

 

Here is one I once came up with:

Many people spoil their present in fear of the future.

 

Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy ~

I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.