Class of January 2013 Part 10
Class of January 2013 Part 10
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Ha, the gentlemen from the South are not the only purveyors of redneck culture! Believe it or not, I did not have to google this. I spent a decade in the sacred 600 liberal square kilometres in what’s widely considered to be Canada’s redneck province, where -- if one believes the internets -- this “sport” was invented. I remember reading a while back that one is no longer allowed to mud run on Crown land, but rather, must now haul one’s lock, stock and hillbilly barrel to private grounds ... The inevitable weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth could be heard all the way here in Toronto …
Wow, lost the new thread for a minute or 2 and panicked! Woke up this morning with a headache (no big deal) but also with an overpowering anguish that I'd written myself off last night. That was a big deal - the fog is still lifting. Thank God I'm sober!
Hey everyone, how goes it? I'm doing pretty good here - 196 days. I finish up my treatment group on Monday - so strange, when I started I was so resistant and angry about being there - now I love it and I'm so sad it's ending! Funny how perspectives change...
I have NO IDEA what a mud bog is!!
-Alison
I have NO IDEA what a mud bog is!!
-Alison
Speaking of the South, here is an hysterical joke a friend of mine posted:
Lawyers should never ask a Georgia grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.
In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'
The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'
She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a
youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'
The defense attorney nearly died.
The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said,
'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.
Lawyers should never ask a Georgia grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer.
In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'
The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'
She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a
youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'
The defense attorney nearly died.
The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said,
'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.
That's funny, Carlotta. I could easily see that happening. I remember listening to my Mother and her friends have similar conversations at the drug store. The old kind of drug store that had a soda counter and a diner. I would read comic books while they drank sweet tea and gossiped.
Congrats Alison!
Congrats Alison!
If William Fualkner were alive today he would frequent mud bogs. Another team member gives me chance to be envious...someday I hope to see Cooperstown, Liz. Enjoy your trip.
I just realized yesterday was my 7 month anniversary. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
I just realized yesterday was my 7 month anniversary. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
Excellent - congrats. I think it's revealing that we don't notice these milestones as much as time goes on - sobriety has become a way of life. The good way.
Best,
W
:day4Alison, Reeny, L2H, and Greensleeves-Wow, 7months, congratulations! Thanks for reminding me to check. It's 7 months for me, too. Is it a good thing or not that we are paying less attention to these milestones? I certainly don't want to take them for granted.
~Each day is a gift.
~Each day is a gift.
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