Now don't go getting outa your prams take it as its mean a LAUGH...



P.s if I've offended you lol then you need a life heheheehehehe

You offend me.:D

Oh be quiet Ruby or ill send you back to the loony bin lol

No, no please, no. Anything but that. J_9 makes lousy margaritas.

Giggle now you know that's not true ;) I do prefer her martini's though she shakes them well tee hee

The American Dream? Is that related to Manifest Destiny? Lol

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The American Dream? Is that related to Manifest Destiny? lol

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Hehehehehehe no comment I might incrimate myself ;)

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J_9 makes lousy margaritas.

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But a lousy margarita is like lousy sex... better'n a stick in the eye. Well... unless the lousy sex involves sticks. Um...

The secret to happiness is to lower your standards faster than you can fail to met them, y'know.

So what happens if you don't like margarita's??

The American Dream is a load of manure, basically, used to pedal any scheme or venture or devil's tool in the name of success. Gee, was that too harsh? I think it is one of those ideals that has done more harm than good. Although my Great Grandparents came over with the American Dream in their heart. If they would have stayed in Russia, they would have died - as their village was plundered and pillaged and burnt down by order of the not so great Catherine. So, I do owe a debt I can never repay to those ancestors who braved the totally unknown.

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but a lousy margarita is like lousy sex... better'n a stick in the eye. well... unless the lousy sex involves sticks. um...

the secret to happiness is to lower your standards faster than you can fail to met them, y'know.

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That explains why I am so deliriously happy. My standards are so low that a stick in the eye sounds like a barrelful of Capuchins. Where is the monkeyboy? Saw his party joke on the "nerd" posting in this forum. I think it is time for him to get back to the test lab.

By the way, I am very picky about my margaritas. Martinis on the other hand, I am easy with. They all taste the way rubbing alcohol smells to me. I'll go easy on J-9 though. She was kind enough to invite me to her party. I will just stick with the beer. As long as she doesn't send me back to the hospital for the criminally insane again, I will move past our little falling out.

Sense of humour by pass mmmmmmm

LOL Ruby but I thought that's where you lived

And don't forget little cap is only a baby so don't go poking him to hard

*looks around sheepishly*

I see our British mate was drinking a good Aussie Fosters Beer.

Very funny though. Love good pommy humour.

Who was that guy?

Ah ha here's our little cap baby Ruby ill let you poke him first ;)

Shy! Me too! My great grandmother was a young widow with 3 young girls when she came in through Ellis Island, didn't know a word of English. Barely had anything but the clothes on her back. It still amazes me to think of how brave she was and I am very grateful that my family escaped. After all that, she wound up marrying a lazy bum and worked her fingers to the bone to support her extended family. So, much for her American Dream. But if she didn't come here, you all wouldn't have had the pleasure of my company. :D

Darn dial up, everything is too slow today. I am glad Capuchin made it. He knows I am really secretly in lust with him.

Lmao woo hoo cap get your coat you've pulled ;)

True, true, very true, Ruby.