Yeah, I use a little giant ladder, it's a pretty good multipurpose ladder.It's wonderful! It should work into your tagline: "No one gets high as fast" no, no wait that wouldn't work..."when you can't wait to get high" no, that's not much better. Maybe it shouldn't be in your tag line
But it's still fantastic. I wish I would have thought of it when I used to do network runs. I always had to call in one of the trucks or vans with a ladder if the client didn't have one. Just mounting one on my car would have been a great simplification in my life.
Lets Make Fun Of The Clown Thread
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I find it insensitive to post something like that publically. Have fun with Mitspa but not at my expense or the others.
But I'm posting what is already public. Anyone can easily click the top members tab and see the same information. Is that also insensitive?
No---just the blabbing is.
Me and Mitspa have been making jokes about the negative rating system before you joined this forum. I have also posted screen shots of the rating system before you were on the forum. My post was to mitspa, I took a screen shot of what is on the public forum. Sorry you feel that I am "blabbing." Have a blessed day.
What is going on with this forum anyway?@Mitspa You dropped another position. You use to be top dog. What happened? Have you given up? You are getting soft. Did you find a girlfriend or something? I think the only way you are going to make a come back is if you start posting double time!
Got back in the race now! just got an "old" from peacelikeariver.....
Keep up the good work!
It's Calvin Coolidge.
Yes you did! Looks like you also moved up a position. I know you weren't a quitter!Got back in the race now! just got an "old" from peacelikeariver.....
Oh the guy who invented the vacuum cleaner?
You must be Canadian.Oh the guy who invented the vacuum cleaner?
I know, where is Brian? I tried to help and make some bad jokes, but they all ended up coming out good.I wonder where Brian is? I have not heard a really bad joke in weeks...
Green, Green Grass
God: Francis, you know all about gardens and nature; what in the world is going on down there in the U.S. What happened to the dandelions, violets, thistles and the stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type soil, withstand drought, and multiply with abandon, honeybees, and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast garden of color by now. All I see are patches of green.
St Francis: It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. They are called Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers "weeds" and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.
God: Grass? But it is so boring, it's not colorful. It doesn't attract butterflies, bees, or birds, only grubs and sod worms. It's temperamental with temperatures. Do these Suburbanites really want grass growing there.
St Francis: Apparently not, Lord. As soon as it has grown a little, they cut it....sometimes two times a week.
God: They cut it? Do they bale it like hay?
St Francis: Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.
God: They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?
St Francis: No sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.
God: Now let me get this straight....they fertilize to make it grow and when it does grow, the cut it off and pay to throw it away?
St Francis: Yes, sir.
God: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.
St Francis: You aren't going to believe this Lord, but when the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it.
God: What nonsense! At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn they fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the soil and protect the trees and bushes. Plus, as they rot, the leaves become compost to enhance the soil. It's natural circle of life.
St Francis: You'd better sit down, Lord. As soon as the leaves fall, the Suburbanites rake them up into great piles and pay to have them hauled away.
God: No way! What do they do to protect the shrubs and tree roots in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?
St Francis: After throwing the leaves away, they go out and buy something called mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves.
God: And where do they get this mulch?
St Francis: They cut down trees and grind them up to make much.
God: Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore. St Catherine, you're in charge of the arts. What movie have you scheduled for us tonight?
St Catherine: "Dumb and Dumber," Lord. It's a really stupid movie about....
God: Never mind--I think I just heard the whole story from St Francis!
God: Francis, you know all about gardens and nature; what in the world is going on down there in the U.S. What happened to the dandelions, violets, thistles and the stuff I started eons ago? I had a perfect no-maintenance garden plan. Those plants grow in any type soil, withstand drought, and multiply with abandon, honeybees, and flocks of songbirds. I expected to see a vast garden of color by now. All I see are patches of green.
St Francis: It's the tribes that settled there, Lord. They are called Suburbanites. They started calling your flowers "weeds" and went to great lengths to kill them and replace them with grass.
God: Grass? But it is so boring, it's not colorful. It doesn't attract butterflies, bees, or birds, only grubs and sod worms. It's temperamental with temperatures. Do these Suburbanites really want grass growing there.
St Francis: Apparently not, Lord. As soon as it has grown a little, they cut it....sometimes two times a week.
God: They cut it? Do they bale it like hay?
St Francis: Not exactly, Lord. Most of them rake it up and put it in bags.
God: They bag it? Why? Is it a cash crop? Do they sell it?
St Francis: No sir, just the opposite. They pay to throw it away.
God: Now let me get this straight....they fertilize to make it grow and when it does grow, the cut it off and pay to throw it away?
St Francis: Yes, sir.
God: These Suburbanites must be relieved in the summer when we cut back on the rain and turn up the heat. That surely slows the growth and saves them a lot of work.
St Francis: You aren't going to believe this Lord, but when the grass stops growing so fast, they drag out hoses and pay more money to water it so they can continue to mow it and pay to get rid of it.
God: What nonsense! At least they kept some of the trees. That was a sheer stroke of genius, if I do say so myself. The trees grow leaves in spring to provide beauty and shade in the summer. In the autumn they fall to the ground and form a natural blanket to keep moisture in the soil and protect the trees and bushes. Plus, as they rot, the leaves become compost to enhance the soil. It's natural circle of life.
St Francis: You'd better sit down, Lord. As soon as the leaves fall, the Suburbanites rake them up into great piles and pay to have them hauled away.
God: No way! What do they do to protect the shrubs and tree roots in the winter to keep the soil moist and loose?
St Francis: After throwing the leaves away, they go out and buy something called mulch. They haul it home and spread it around in place of the leaves.
God: And where do they get this mulch?
St Francis: They cut down trees and grind them up to make much.
God: Enough! I don't want to think about this anymore. St Catherine, you're in charge of the arts. What movie have you scheduled for us tonight?
St Catherine: "Dumb and Dumber," Lord. It's a really stupid movie about....
God: Never mind--I think I just heard the whole story from St Francis!
I'm going to have nightmares! Whoa!What's fishy is you haven't removed them.
Now THAT's real fishy!
