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In these difficult, troubled and troubling times, when life seems devoid of meaning to so many of us, when so many of us have doubts about ourselves and are unsure about what's truly important during our brief time on this earth, when so many of us struggle with the uncertainty of not knowing in which direction we should go . . .

In these difficult, troubled and troubling times, we need a message of calling, a sign from above that something matters, that some things endure, that we truly can be part of something bigger than ourselves, something that give us hope, gives us purpose, and renews our faith in the universal brotherhood of man, something that shows us the path to a golden future of peace and joy . . .

I hope you all find the same inspirational answer I did . . .



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I'm 2 old 2 die young!
Mikeinsmd said:
You know what, I thought I missed oldest bro's B-day but realized it's the end of this month!! :yahoo:
Yea, next week starts the run on bdays in the family. I think there's about 15 in a two week period :razz: .


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A lawyer went duck hunting in rural Minnesota. He shot and dropped a bird,
but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the
lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and
asked him what he was doing. The lawyer responded, "I shot a duck and it
fell in this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."

The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over

The indignant lawyer said, "I'm one of the best trial attorneys in
California and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take
everything you own."

The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle
disputes in Minnesota. We settle small disagreements like this with the
Minnesota Three Kick Rule."

The lawyer asked, "What's that?"

The farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, first I
kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and
forth until someone gives up."

The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom.

The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the
attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel-toed work boot
into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick to the
midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gushing from his mouth. The barrister
was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end sent him
face-first into a fresh cow pie.

The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet.
Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old coot.
Now it's my turn."

The old farmer smiled and said, "Naw, I give up. You can have the duck."