Originally posted by Great Big SteesOh, yes. "It does make sense when you think about it..." Here's the bio: Many years of my life were lived in abject poverty, panhandling for a few coins for scraps of food and sleeping in corrugated boxes filled with old newspapers beneath bridges. The 'fact' that birthday cakes were so few and far between accounts for the 'fact' that Boston Lad is still in his teens...
I didn't know that GB. Thanks for the "headsup". It does make sense when you think about it doesn't it?
Originally posted by Ponderablehow very interesting...
It already ahs happened, do you remember your childhood days, when every day was new and exciting...shed your prejudices and it is happening again 🙂
this is the origin of my nickname, rookie...
my personal philosophy of awakening every day to see with brand new eyes,
and treat all things seen and having never been seen before...
a new day...
Originally posted by Grampy Bobbyi find this very hard to believe...
Oh, yes. "It does make sense when you think about it..." Here's the bio: Many years of my life were lived in abject poverty, panhandling for a few coins for scraps of food and sleeping in corrugated boxes filled with old newspapers beneath bridges. The 'fact' that birthday cakes were so few and far between accounts for the 'fact' that Boston Lad is still in his teens...
the way you write, and interact with others, does not indicate a humble beginning...
you were born with a silver spoon jammed in yer mouth...
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Originally posted by PonderableSong for Ponderable's Father
My father distributes freely his recipe to become 100 years old: "eat a bowl of soup for a hundred years."
100 bowls of soup on the wall, 100 bowls of soup.
Take one down and pass it around, 99 bowls of soup on the wall.
99 bowls of soup on the wall, 99 bowls of soup.
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1 bowl of soup on the wall, 1 bowl of soup.
Take one down and pass it around, no more bowls of soup on the wall.
No more bowls of soup on the wall, no more bowls of soup.
Go to the store and buy some more, 100 bowls of soup on the wall.
100 bowls of soup on the wall, 100 bowls of soup.
Take one down and pass it around, 99 bowls of soup on the wall.
99 bowls of soup on the wall, 99 bowls of soup.
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98 bowls of soup on the wall, 98 bowls of soup.
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