<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:37:45.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kool Kid</title><subtitle type='html'>Anybody up for bluegrass?  To comment on this blog, click &lt;a href="http://www.standonbible.blogspot.com/1990/01/comment-post-for-my-sister.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-114107744427689871</id><published>2006-02-27T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T16:57:24.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the flu</title><content type='html'>hey people,&lt;br /&gt;i have the flu. it's going around. at least here it is. &lt;br /&gt;hey, you know, i'm thinking about making a new blog. this one is kinda stupid. my brother david is changing his, and it looks more offical now. ok, i guess that's all.&lt;br /&gt;in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-114107744427689871?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/114107744427689871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/114107744427689871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2006/02/flu.html' title='the flu'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-113578553368071680</id><published>2005-12-28T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:27:02.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;Did everybody have a Merry &lt;strong&gt;Christ&lt;/strong&gt;mas? I did. &lt;br /&gt;This is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;1. an alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;2. A hairbrush set.&lt;br /&gt;3. Four in one book, Ruth Fieldings of the Red Mill, Peggy and Michel, The Linger-Nots and the Mystery House, and Billie the Inventor.  &lt;br /&gt;5. A doll.&lt;br /&gt;6. A four square ball.&lt;br /&gt;7. A bag of candy, consisting of malt balls, butterscotch covered pretzels,dried apple and some other candy.&lt;br /&gt;8. A picture frame&lt;br /&gt;9. A bead kit&lt;br /&gt;10. Three necklace's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hey, &lt;strong&gt;This is a reminder, if you want to comment, you go to my bar at the top and click on comment!&lt;/strong&gt;                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-113578553368071680?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/113578553368071680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/113578553368071680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-113296025707930130</id><published>2005-11-25T18:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:33:59.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know what to say. I've been pretty dunnobusy, but otherwise, i'm not busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a good Thanksgiving? I hope you did. I sure did. It wouldn't be right without a good Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-113296025707930130?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/113296025707930130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/113296025707930130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-113252233941271952</id><published>2005-11-20T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:32:19.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockpit Tour</title><content type='html'>At the Boeing Museum of Flight in Seattle, there is a full-size mockup of an F/A-18 fighter. A ramp allows visitors to climb into the cockpit and get a sense of what the pilot sees and feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guide at the top of the ramp points out the various controls and gauges in the cockpit and gives information about the aircraft's capabilities to each visitor who gets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my two-year-old son sat down in the plane, he seemed fascinated by all he saw and heard. Then he looked out at us and said, "Grandma, could I have a quarter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the &lt;a href="http://www.gcfl.net" target="_blank"&gt;Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-113252233941271952?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/113252233941271952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/113252233941271952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/11/cockpit-tour.html' title='Cockpit Tour'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112975326972883591</id><published>2005-10-19T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:21:09.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=green face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:green'&gt;Hey everybody,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=green face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:green'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=green face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:green'&gt;Here is a list of things that are hilarious to do:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=1 color=black face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:8.5pt;font-family:Verdana;color:black'&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=1 color=blue face=Verdana&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:8.5pt; font-family:Verdana;color:blue'&gt;1) When there's only one other person in the elevator, tap him on the shoulder and then pretend it wasn't you.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Smile, and go back for more.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3) Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4) Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone and ask if they know what floor you're on.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 5) Hold the doors open and say you're waiting for a friend. After a while, let the doors close, and say, &amp;quot;Hi Greg. How's your day been?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 6) Drop a pen and wait until someone goes to pick it up, then scream, &amp;quot;That's mine!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 7) Bring a camera and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 8) Move your desk into the elevator and whenever anyone gets on, ask if he has an appointment.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 9) Lay down the Twister mat and ask people if they would like to play.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 10) Leave a box in the corner, and when someone gets on, ask him if he can hear ticking.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 11) Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 12) Ask, &amp;quot;Did you feel that?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 13) Stand really close to someone, sniffing him occasionally.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 14) When the doors close, announce to the others, &amp;quot;It's okay, don't panic, they open again!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 15) Swat at flies that don't exist.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 16) Tell people that you can see their aura.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 17) Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, &amp;quot;Shut up, all of you, just shut up!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 18) Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside, ask, &amp;quot;Got enough air in there?&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 19) Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 20) Stare at another passenger for awhile, then announce in horror, &amp;quot;You're one of THEM!&amp;quot; and back away slowly.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 21) Wear a puppet on your hand and use it to talk to the other passengers.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 22) Listen to the elevator walls with your stethoscope.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 23) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 24) Stare, grinning at another passenger for a while, and then announce, &amp;quot;I have new socks on.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 25) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers, &amp;quot;This is MY personal space!&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=2 color=blue face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial; color:blue'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112975326972883591?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112975326972883591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112975326972883591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/10/joke.html' title='joke'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112966998959165796</id><published>2005-10-18T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:13:09.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Cyberspace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Hey there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I finally got the gcfl account back. Now you can have fun whenever you get on my website. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;Enjoy!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;tom&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112966998959165796?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112966998959165796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112966998959165796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-cyberspace.html' title='Hey Cyberspace'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112923542281815812</id><published>2005-10-13T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:31:55.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>American Girl Co. Giving Money to Abortion Clinics!</title><content type='html'>hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;long time no see. well, i heard about something that makes me very mad! my mom was on &lt;a href="http://www.americangirl.com" target="blank"&gt;American Girl . Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; and looking around, and she saw that there was a big sign that said "I can" and it happened to be a promise bracelet. mom clicked on it, to see what it was, and it went to a website called &lt;a href="http://www.girlsinc.com" target="blank"&gt;Girls Inc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;. and as mom read down the page, there was something that was very suprising. it said that it was leadership and that it was ok for girls to have abortions! and that &lt;a href="http://www.americangirl.com" target="blank"&gt;American Girl Co.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; gave a good portion of there money to the Abortion Clinics. now this is on the clarkhowardshow and the catholic radio station.  we are not catholic, a friend told us this. but we heard it and talked to him about it on The Clark Howard Show, 5.90. mom and i sent out emails telling our friends not to perchase these products from the company, because their money will be given to Abortion Clinics. now i think that's terrible to give that money there. these people are just helping kill young infants. and you shouldn't buy anything form them either. we aren't. and i feel sorry for anyone out there who thinks that abortion is okay.  it is not ok to go around killing babies! that's it.&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112923542281815812?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112923542281815812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112923542281815812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/10/american-girl-co-giving-money-to_13.html' title='American Girl Co. Giving Money to Abortion Clinics!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112604062258111159</id><published>2005-09-06T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:03:42.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!!!</title><content type='html'>hey fellows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most wonderful things are happening. next week, i'm going to get my cast off, (i've had it on for three weeks now.) , and that means i will be able to do school with my right hand again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon we are going to start a co-op and then i can meet new and best freinds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112604062258111159?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112604062258111159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112604062258111159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/09/yes.html' title='YES!!!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112550356645693953</id><published>2005-08-31T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:58:41.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;here's an article that my brother david wrote at his blog, &lt;a href="http://www.standonbible.blogspot.com"&gt;www.standonbible.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Early today, Hurricane Katrina made its first landfall in the south Louisiana peninsula. Katrina was a Category 4 hurricane, one of the most destructive of the breed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most destruction occurred at its third landfall, when 125 mph winds and cataclysmic flooding devastated the Louisiana/Mississippi border. Close by, the New Orleans levee system collapsed under the strain, sending 3 to 8 feet of water through the city. The winds at the Lake Front Airport had reached 86 mph when observations stopped coming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="197" alt="Hurricane Katrina's Projected Path" src="http://image.weather.com/images/maps/tropical/map_tropprjpath12_ltst_5nhato_enus_600x405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Structural damage covers New Orleans. In the neighboring city of Gulfport, MS, the Weather Channel Storm Tracker reported storm surges of at least 27 feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Areas as far away as the Florida panhandle were impacted by Katrina. Waves along those beaches could reach from 25 to 35 feet this afternoon. In fact, a buoy 70 miles south of the Alabama border reported wave action up to 48 feet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com"&gt;The Weather Channel&lt;/a&gt;, Katrina is expected to turn into a Tropical Storm tonight, but destructive winds and heavy rainfall, along with an isolated tornado or two, are projected to continue up toward Cincinnati, Ohio (see graphic for details).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr length="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow. Yet another incredibly destructive storm has laid waste to our coastlines this year. &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/home/area/about/ham.asp"&gt;Ken Ham&lt;/a&gt; wrote an excellent article Sunday afternoon concerning the impending disaster. Read it &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/docs2005/0828hurricane.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you might notice by glancing through my archives, this is the third article I have written concerning this year's flood of hurricanes (pun intended). It is interesting to note, in the light of previous posts, that Katrina set the 4th lowest recorded pressure for the Atlantic Gulf at 902 mb. Also, it did the most extreme damage to a strip of casinos and gambling halls along the Gulfport, MS seaboard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take a look at my earlier posts concerning hurricanes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://standonbible.blogspot.com/2005/08/hurricane-irene.html"&gt;Hurricane Irene?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://standonbible.blogspot.com/2005/08/hurricane-after-hurricane-what-does-it.html"&gt;Hurricane after Hurricane: What does it mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;again, that's &lt;a href="http://www.standonbible.blogspot.com"&gt;D3's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Christ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112550356645693953?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112550356645693953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112550356645693953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/katrina.html' title='Katrina'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112506996304097534</id><published>2005-08-26T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:26:03.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Incredible!</title><content type='html'>hey dude's!&lt;br /&gt;i just got this from my brother's blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august 22, Amy Bauman of &lt;a href="http://www.klove.com"&gt;klove&lt;/a&gt; went to the &lt;a href="http://www.answersingenesis.org/museum/"&gt;creation museum&lt;/a&gt; and Carl Kerby, a national figure there, gave her a tour of the entire museum. To listen to the entire tour with carl kerby, click &lt;a href="http://www.klove.com/News/CloserLook.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112506996304097534?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112506996304097534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112506996304097534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/something-incredible.html' title='Something Incredible!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112474378156842077</id><published>2005-08-22T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:01:48.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello! broken arm.</title><content type='html'>enjoying yourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey fellows of the world of computer's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? uh.. i guess i will tell you the whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other evening, i was playing kickball with my friends. my brother, theo, kicked the ball, straight my way.&lt;br /&gt;i quickly, but too soon, jumped up and blocked the ball so that it would not be a home run, but when i came down, my arm landed first. i had had a bruise there for quite a while, but did ot pay attetion to it. so i did not know that it was anything more than a fast-swelling bruise.&lt;br /&gt;when i came in, 2o minutes later, mom saw it and right away i was rushed to the ER.&lt;br /&gt;i know am doing typing and school with my left hand, while my right hangs in a   cast for 3 weeks to 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm right handed too! :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112474378156842077?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112474378156842077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112474378156842077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-broken-arm.html' title='hello! broken arm.'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112469840033835327</id><published>2005-08-22T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T04:13:20.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Man's Tension</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Careful. CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my goodness!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN&lt;br /&gt;THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to&lt;br /&gt;STICK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Careful ... CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to&lt;br /&gt;me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Have you LOST your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You&lt;br /&gt;know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE&lt;br /&gt;SALT! THE SALT!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The wife stared at him. "What's wrong with you? You think I&lt;br /&gt;don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The husband calmly replied, "I wanted to show you what it&lt;br /&gt;feels like when I'm driving."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Ed VandenDool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050822&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050822&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112469840033835327?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112469840033835327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112469840033835327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-mans-tension.html' title='[GCFL.net] Man&apos;s Tension'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112443917537321023</id><published>2005-08-19T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T04:12:55.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Bible Brain Twister</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Bible Brain Twister By John Kezer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I once made a remark about the hidden books of the Bible. It&lt;br /&gt;was a lulu, kept people looking so hard for facts, and for&lt;br /&gt;others it was a revelation. Some were in a jam, especially&lt;br /&gt;since the names of the books are not capitalized, but the&lt;br /&gt;truth finally struck home to numbers of readers. To others,&lt;br /&gt;it was a real job. We want it to be a most fascinating few&lt;br /&gt;moments for you. Yes, there will be some really easy ones to&lt;br /&gt;spot. Others may require judges to help them. I will quickly&lt;br /&gt;admit it usually takes a minister to find one of the 17, and&lt;br /&gt;there will be loud lamentations when it is found. A little&lt;br /&gt;lady says she brews a cup of tea so she can concentrate&lt;br /&gt;better. See how well you can compete. Relax now, for there&lt;br /&gt;really are the names of 17 books of the Bible in these&lt;br /&gt;sentences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;One preacher found 16 books in 20 minutes. It took him three&lt;br /&gt;weeks to find the seventeenth one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;(Hint: See how many books of the bible you can find in the&lt;br /&gt;text above.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Answer Below:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Bible Brain Twister By [John] Kezer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I once made a re[mark] about the hidden books of the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;It was a lu[lu, ke]pt people loo [king s]o hard for f[acts],&lt;br /&gt;and for others it was a [revelation]. Some were in a [jam,&lt;br /&gt;es] pecially since the names of the books are not&lt;br /&gt;capitalized, but the t[ruth] finally struck home to&lt;br /&gt;[numbers] of readers. To others, it was a real [job]. We&lt;br /&gt;want it to be [a mos]t fascinating few moments for you.&lt;br /&gt;Y[es, ther]e will be some really easy ones to spot. Others&lt;br /&gt;may require [judges] to help them. I will quickly admi[t it&lt;br /&gt;us]ually takes a minister to find one of the 17, and there&lt;br /&gt;will be loud [lamentations] when it is found. A little lady&lt;br /&gt;says s[he brews] a cup of tea so she can concentrate better.&lt;br /&gt;See how well you can com [pete. R]elax now, for there really&lt;br /&gt;are the names of 17 books of the Bible in these sentences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Jamie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050819&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050819&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112443917537321023?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112443917537321023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112443917537321023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-bible-brain-twister.html' title='[GCFL.net] Bible Brain Twister'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112435289989834994</id><published>2005-08-18T04:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T04:15:00.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Shopping With The Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;While my wife and I were shopping at a mall, a shapely young&lt;br /&gt;woman in a short, form-fitting dress strolled by. My eyes&lt;br /&gt;followed her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Without looking up from the item she was examining, my wife&lt;br /&gt;asked, "Was it worth the trouble you're in?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Dawn H.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050818&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050818&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112435289989834994?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112435289989834994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112435289989834994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-shopping-with-wife.html' title='[GCFL.net] Shopping With The Wife'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112426639780304948</id><published>2005-08-17T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T04:13:17.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Clean Puns</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I don't think my sister's marriage will last. Her new&lt;br /&gt;husband has a foot fetish, and on their honeymoon, he got&lt;br /&gt;off on the wrong foot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;There's nothing grate about sliced cheese. (Daniel Riehs)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Crack dealers stick their business in other people's noses&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I've heard that the government is planning on taxing the&lt;br /&gt;mathematically illiterate. Wait!! Isn't that called the&lt;br /&gt;lottery? (Bob Dvorak)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I used to frequent a buffet restaurant, one where you even&lt;br /&gt;get your own drinks, but they still want to get tipped. At&lt;br /&gt;the exit there was a box bolted to the wall with a sign on&lt;br /&gt;it that said "tip box." I tried to, but it was too firmly&lt;br /&gt;bolted to tip it. (Barry Austern)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I tried snorting Coke once, but the ice cubes got stuck in&lt;br /&gt;my nose.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If a man were forced to serve two prison terms, I suppose&lt;br /&gt;he'd have a compound sentence. (Douglas Helsel)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The math department felt they weren't getting enough&lt;br /&gt;students registering as math majors, so they made a&lt;br /&gt;commercial and aired it on prime time--1 o'clock, 2 o'clock,&lt;br /&gt;3 o'clock, 5 o'clock, 7 o'clock, and 11 o'clock. (Bob&lt;br /&gt;Dvorak)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Cars driven at night burn midnight oil. (George Sholin)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A man inserted an advertisement in the classified: "Wife&lt;br /&gt;Wanted." The next day he received a hundred letters. They&lt;br /&gt;all said the same thing: "You can have mine."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A mathematician scolding his child: "If I've told you n&lt;br /&gt;times, I've told you n+1 times." (Bob Dvorak)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If you're sharing an apartment with a sheep and a cow could&lt;br /&gt;you consider them as your ruminates? (Gary Hallock)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Applying mascara in a car can cause whipped lashes. (Pun of&lt;br /&gt;the Day)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Stan Kegel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050817&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050817&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112426639780304948?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112426639780304948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112426639780304948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-clean-puns.html' title='[GCFL.net] Clean Puns'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112417995230479097</id><published>2005-08-16T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T04:12:32.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] God speaks to us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A friend of mine was having a bit of marital-tension in his&lt;br /&gt;household and was trying to figure-out just what to do about&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In the course of our conversation, I happened to mention to&lt;br /&gt;him that: "You know, quite often God speaks to us through&lt;br /&gt;our wives."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My friend looked at me kind-a funny and said, "Wow! I didn't&lt;br /&gt;know God used that kind of language!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Brian Moccia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050816&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050816&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112417995230479097?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112417995230479097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112417995230479097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-god-speaks-to-us.html' title='[GCFL.net] God speaks to us'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112409354600614134</id><published>2005-08-15T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T04:12:26.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] For All Those Born Before 1945</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Consider all the changes we have witnessed .....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We were born before television, before penicillin, before&lt;br /&gt;polio shots, before frozen foods, plastics, Xerox, contact&lt;br /&gt;lens, Frisbees and the PILL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We were born before radar, credit cards, split atoms, laser&lt;br /&gt;beams, and ball point pens, and before panty hose,&lt;br /&gt;dishwashers, clothes dryers, electric blankets, air&lt;br /&gt;conditioners, drip-dry clothes and before man walked on the&lt;br /&gt;moon. We got married first and then lived together. How&lt;br /&gt;quaint can you be? In out time closets were for clothes, not&lt;br /&gt;coming out of. Bunnies were small rabbits and rabbits were&lt;br /&gt;not Volkswagens. Designer Jeans were scheming girls named&lt;br /&gt;Jean or Jeannie, and having a meaningful relationship meant&lt;br /&gt;getting along with your cousin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We thought fast food was what you ate during Lent, and outer&lt;br /&gt;Space was the back of Loews Theatre. We were born before&lt;br /&gt;house-husbands, gay rights, computer dating, and dual&lt;br /&gt;careers. We never heard of FM radio, tape decks, electric&lt;br /&gt;typewriters, artificial hearts, word processors, or guys&lt;br /&gt;wearing ear rings. For us time sharing meant togetherness&lt;br /&gt;and hardware and software weren't even words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In 1939 "made in Japan" meant junk and the term "making out"&lt;br /&gt;referred to how you did on your exam. Pizzas, MacDonalds and&lt;br /&gt;instant coffee were unheard of. We hit the scene when there&lt;br /&gt;were 5 and 10 cent stores, where you bought things for 5 and&lt;br /&gt;10 cents. For a nickel you could ride on the street car,&lt;br /&gt;make a phone call, but a Pepsi or enough stamps to mail one&lt;br /&gt;letter or 2 post cards, and gas for your car (if you had&lt;br /&gt;one) was 11 cents a gallon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;In our day GRASS was mowed, COKE was a cold drink, and POT&lt;br /&gt;was something you cooked in. ROCK MUSIC was Grandma's&lt;br /&gt;lullaby and AIDS were helpers in the Principal's office. We&lt;br /&gt;were certainly not before the differences between the sexes&lt;br /&gt;was discovered, but were surely before the sex change. And,&lt;br /&gt;we were the last generation that was so dumb as to think you&lt;br /&gt;needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder we are so&lt;br /&gt;confused and there is such a generation gap today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;BUT WE SURVIVED!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Merry Hearts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050815&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050815&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112409354600614134?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112409354600614134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112409354600614134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-for-all-those-born-before-1945.html' title='[GCFL.net] For All Those Born Before 1945'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112408308954820608</id><published>2005-08-15T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T01:18:09.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Admin Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I have a few notes I'd like to pass on to you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;1. I have a new born son! He was about a month early, but&lt;br /&gt;everything is great and he's home with his proud parents. If&lt;br /&gt;you are interested, there is a few pictures and some more&lt;br /&gt;information about Brayden here: http://www.gcfl.net/Brayden/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;2. Once again, the donation drive was a huge success! Thanks&lt;br /&gt;again for the generous support of everyone that donated.&lt;br /&gt;You're continued support as well as your kind words and&lt;br /&gt;comments continue to encourage me to improve GCFL.net.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I had several people ask if they can still send in a&lt;br /&gt;donation even though the official donation drive is over. OF&lt;br /&gt;COURSE YOU CAN! :) You can find all the information at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Well, that's all for now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Have a great day, and don't forget to laugh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;John Price&lt;br /&gt;GCFL Director&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050814&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050814&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112408308954820608?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112408308954820608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112408308954820608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-admin-notes.html' title='[GCFL.net] Admin Notes'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112405467612571994</id><published>2005-08-14T17:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T17:25:59.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chat to me.</title><content type='html'>okay, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure that you guys want to chat with me or try to talk on the computer. well, you can go to, http://www.standonbible.blogspot.com/1990/01/comment-post-for-my-sister.html, or you can just click up beside where it says, "anybody up for bluegrass?" &lt;br /&gt;then you can comment anytime you want!!&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112405467612571994?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112405467612571994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112405467612571994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/chat-to-me.html' title='chat to me.'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112383437219270584</id><published>2005-08-12T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T04:12:52.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Collateral Required</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Long ago there was once an old native American who wanted a&lt;br /&gt;loan for $500. The banker pulled out the loan application,&lt;br /&gt;"What are you going to do with the money?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Take jewellery to city and sell it," was the response.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What have you got for collateral?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Don't know collateral."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Well that's something of value that would cover the cost of&lt;br /&gt;the loan.Have you got any vehicles?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Yes, 1949 Chevy pickup."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The banker shook his head, "How about livestock?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Yes, I have a horse."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"How old is it?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Don't know, has no teeth."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Finally the banker decided to make the $500 loan. Several&lt;br /&gt;weeks later the old man was back in the bank. He pulled out&lt;br /&gt;a roll of bills, "Here to pay." he said. He then handed the&lt;br /&gt;banker the money to pay his loan off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What are you going to do with the rest of that money?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Put in tepee."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Why don't you deposit it in my bank," he asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Don't know deposit."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"You put the money in our bank and we take care of it for&lt;br /&gt;you. When you want to use it you can withdraw it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The old Indian leaned across the desk, "What you got for&lt;br /&gt;collateral?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Cathy Gilstrap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050812&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050812&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112383437219270584?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112383437219270584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112383437219270584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-collateral-required.html' title='[GCFL.net] Collateral Required'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112374796104244239</id><published>2005-08-11T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T04:12:42.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] The Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Kimo is a bus driver for the Honolulu Transit Company. One&lt;br /&gt;day Kimo is headed to work on his bus route, when he runs&lt;br /&gt;across a delivery van stranded at the side of the road. The&lt;br /&gt;van driver works for the Honolulu Zoo. He pleads with Kimo&lt;br /&gt;to do him a favor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;He offers a $100 bill to Kimo to help him deliver a&lt;br /&gt;truckload of penguins to the zoo, because they needed to be&lt;br /&gt;there within the hour. Agreeing, Kimo proceeds to load two&lt;br /&gt;dozen penguins onto his bus. Then, off they drive towards&lt;br /&gt;the zoo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;An hour later, the delivery driver gets his van fixed and&lt;br /&gt;heads off to the zoo to catch up with his delivery. As he's&lt;br /&gt;driving down the road, he see's Kimo and the busload of&lt;br /&gt;penguins heading in the opposite direction. He turns his van&lt;br /&gt;around and chases in pursuit. He finally catches up to the&lt;br /&gt;bus and pulls over Kimo on the side of the road. In an irate&lt;br /&gt;voice he asks, "Hey, Kimo. I thought I gave you a $100&lt;br /&gt;dollars to go and take the penguins to the zoo for me?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Calm down," Kimo says. "I took the penguins to the zoo. We&lt;br /&gt;had change left over, so now I'm taking them to the movies!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Michael Whalan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050811&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050811&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112374796104244239?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112374796104244239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112374796104244239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-zoo.html' title='[GCFL.net] The Zoo'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112366146582437458</id><published>2005-08-10T04:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T04:11:06.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Park Pun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;We took my sons, ages seven and five, up to Friendship Park&lt;br /&gt;for a picnic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;My seven year old read the sign with the playground rules to&lt;br /&gt;his brother.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Do not jump on the merry-go-round when in motion."&lt;br /&gt;"Go down the slide while sitting, only."&lt;br /&gt;"Only one child on a swing at a time."&lt;br /&gt;(There were a good twenty rules.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The boys promised to obey them if I would let them play&lt;br /&gt;without Daddy standing by. So, I joined my wife at the&lt;br /&gt;picnic table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Just before it was time to eat, I went over and watched them&lt;br /&gt;play. They were obeying the rules, that is, all but one. On&lt;br /&gt;the tall semicircular slide, they were coming down head&lt;br /&gt;first!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I took them over to the posted regulations. We read them,&lt;br /&gt;again. I asked the boys what they had to say for themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Oh, don't be silly, Dad...no one uses the slide rule&lt;br /&gt;anymore!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Pastor Tim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050810&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050810&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112366146582437458?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112366146582437458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112366146582437458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-park-pun.html' title='[GCFL.net] Park Pun'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112361548451619066</id><published>2005-08-09T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T15:24:44.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Here.</title><content type='html'>hey fellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just happened to see the computer, and nobody was on it, so i hopped in the chair and turned it on. &lt;br /&gt;i need to tell you what the latest events. my friend from a differant state came and got to spend the night. we stayed up until like 3:30am. &lt;br /&gt;well, that is the current event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112361548451619066?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112361548451619066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112361548451619066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/whos-here.html' title='Who&apos;s Here.'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112357518434723340</id><published>2005-08-09T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T04:13:04.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Getting Out Of Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A man was chosen for jury duty who very much wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;dismissed from serving. He tried every excuse he could think&lt;br /&gt;of but none of them worked. On the day of the trial he&lt;br /&gt;decided to give it one more shot. As the trial was about to&lt;br /&gt;begin he asked if he could approach the bench.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Your Honor," he said, " I must be excused from this trial&lt;br /&gt;because I am prejudiced against the defendant. I took one&lt;br /&gt;look at the man in his blue suit with those beady eyes and&lt;br /&gt;that dishonest face and I said 'He's a crook! He's guilty,&lt;br /&gt;guilty, guilty!' So your Honor, I can not possibly stay on&lt;br /&gt;this jury!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;With a tired annoyance, the judge replied, "Get back in the&lt;br /&gt;jury box. That man is his lawyer."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Scott Neville.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050809&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050809&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112357518434723340?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112357518434723340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112357518434723340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-getting-out-of-jury-duty.html' title='[GCFL.net] Getting Out Of Jury Duty'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112348875268144577</id><published>2005-08-08T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T04:12:32.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Little Tim</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Little Tim was in the garden filling in a hole when his&lt;br /&gt;neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the&lt;br /&gt;rosy-cheeked youngster was up to, he politely asked, "What&lt;br /&gt;are you up to there, Tim?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"My goldfish died," replied Tim tearfully, without looking&lt;br /&gt;up, "and I've just buried him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully big hole for&lt;br /&gt;a goldfish, isn't it?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Tim patted down the last heap of earth then replied, "That's&lt;br /&gt;because he's inside your cat!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Bill Thrash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050808&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050808&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112348875268144577?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112348875268144577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112348875268144577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-little-tim.html' title='[GCFL.net] Little Tim'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112334493066204064</id><published>2005-08-06T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:15:31.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>AIG</title><content type='html'>this is just a advertisment post about AIG- Answer's In Genesis.&lt;br /&gt;you know all the cool things that are on my blog's sidebar, really close to the cartoon? Well, those are from AIG! there and down are all the things i get from AIG. you aught to click on one and find out all about AIG.&lt;br /&gt;They are working on a Museum in Cinncinati, Ohio right now, and are building the most realistic Noah's Ark beside the real one. and then they have all sorts of cool things that make your eyes bulge.&lt;br /&gt;to find out more about it, click on, &lt;a href="http://www.anwersingenesis.org"&gt;http://www.anwersingenesis.org&lt;/a&gt;, Answer's In Genesis' Website. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess that's all the advertising I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112334493066204064?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112334493066204064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112334493066204064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/aig.html' title='AIG'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112328273830496721</id><published>2005-08-05T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T19:02:12.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Cyberspace!!!</title><content type='html'>hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does everybody like my jokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to comment on anything,  scroll up to under where it says "The Kool Kid", and look under it where it says "click here", and then do, pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112328273830496721?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112328273830496721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112328273830496721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-cyberspace.html' title='Hey Cyberspace!!!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112322963031783476</id><published>2005-08-05T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T04:13:50.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Major Oops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (Today is the last day)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. Please visit&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php for details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Tired of the inconvenience of driving from the airport to&lt;br /&gt;his country cottage, a man equipped his small plane with&lt;br /&gt;pontoons so he could land on the lake directly in front of&lt;br /&gt;his cottage. On his next trip however, he made his approach&lt;br /&gt;down the airport runway as usual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Alarmed, his wife cried out, "Are you crazy? You can't land&lt;br /&gt;this plane here without wheels!" The startled husband yanked&lt;br /&gt;the nose up, narrowly averting certain disaster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Continuing home, he landed the plane on the lake without&lt;br /&gt;mishap. As he sat there, visibly shaken, he said to his&lt;br /&gt;wife, "I don't know what on earth got into me. That's the&lt;br /&gt;stupidest thing I've ever done in my life!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And with that, he opened the door and stepped out ... right&lt;br /&gt;into the water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Thomas S. Ellsworth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050805&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050805&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112322963031783476?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112322963031783476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112322963031783476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-major-oops.html' title='[GCFL.net] Major Oops!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112314319107714255</id><published>2005-08-04T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T04:13:11.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Second Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (2 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. Please visit&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php for details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The insurance salesman, trying to start up a conversation&lt;br /&gt;with another fella said, "Who is the ugly lady over there?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The second man said, "Why, that's my wife!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Trying to get out of an embarrassing situation, the salesman&lt;br /&gt;said, "No, not her, the other one!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The second man said, "That's my daughter!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Pastor Tim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050804&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050804&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112314319107714255?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112314319107714255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112314319107714255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-second-try.html' title='[GCFL.net] Second Try'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112308642891299714</id><published>2005-08-03T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T12:27:08.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Job 40-41 Debate</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an article that my brother,  @ &lt;a href="http://www.theomuzic.blogspot.com"&gt;www.theomuzic.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; wrote. I really think you will enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Job 40-41" Debate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Many people wonder about the account in Job chapter 40 and 41 about the "behemoth" and the "leviathan."In Job 40:15, God is basically asking Job: "Who made the Behemoth?! Take a look at him!"Besides having problems in other places in the Bible, the "Amplified Bible" states as fact that the Behemoth is a hippopotamus:&lt;br /&gt;15 Behold now the behemoth (the hippopotamus), which I created as I did you; he eats grass like an ox.&lt;br /&gt;The problem with this theory is in verse 17:17 He moves his tail like a cedar tree;&lt;a href="http://www.galenfrysinger.com/africa/katavi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.galenfrysinger.com/africa/katavi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.galenfrysinger.com/africa/katavi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at the pic.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see anything that looks like a leaf, much less a whole Tree!&lt;br /&gt;Then some people say that the Behemoth could be the elephant. After all, "tail" could be "trunk."&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;In verse 24, God asks:&lt;br /&gt;24 Can any take him when he is on the watch, or pierce through his nose with a snare?Well, the elephant hasn't a real nose to pierce, and if "some people" think that the trunk is the tail then where is the behemoth's nose?Hmmm...I don't know.Creationists believe that the behemoth is a sauropod dinosaur. I tend to agree with them.&lt;br /&gt;Then we come to the "leviathon" in chapter 41. This animal is also given a commonplace name in the "Amplified Bible":&lt;br /&gt;1 Can you draw out the leviathan (the crocodile) with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?&lt;br /&gt;Here is a problem right off the bat! If you can't draw out a croc with a fishhook, then what is that thing on the end of this guy's line?!&lt;br /&gt;Problem #2 is in verse 19:&lt;br /&gt;19 Out of his mouth go burning torches, [and] sparks of fire leap out.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't ever seen a crocodile that breaths fire and sparks!Problem #3 is in verse 30:&lt;br /&gt;30 His underparts are like sharp pieces of broken pottery; he spreads grooves like a threshing sledge upon the mire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernson.com/photos/crocodiles/underbelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I couldn't get a picture of a croc's slide, but do you think that underbelly could make grooves?I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;So what is the leviathan? I believe he was a ferocious sea dragon.&lt;br /&gt;There you go!&lt;br /&gt;The final problem with the Leviathan being a nasty croc, and the Behemoth being the noseless elephant or the tailless hippo appears in verse 33 of chapter 41, which, incidentally, is the last verse in that chapter. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;33 Upon earth there is not his (the crocodile's) equal, a creature made without fear and he behaves fearlessly.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the main problem:&lt;br /&gt;Hippos eat crocs for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think? To comment click &lt;a href="http://standonbible.blogspot.com/1990/01/comment-post-for-theo.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.In Christ,Theo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112308642891299714?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112308642891299714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112308642891299714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/job-40-41-debate.html' title='The Job 40-41 Debate'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112305678459675969</id><published>2005-08-03T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:13:05.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] The Six-Foot Cockroach</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (3 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. Please visit&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php for details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Every night, Frank would go down to the liquor store, get a&lt;br /&gt;six pack, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang.&lt;br /&gt;He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot cockroach&lt;br /&gt;standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw&lt;br /&gt;him across the room, then left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The next night, after he finished his fourth beer, the&lt;br /&gt;doorbell rang. He walked slowly to the door and found the&lt;br /&gt;same six-foot cockroach standing there. The big bug punched&lt;br /&gt;him in the stomach, then left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The next night, after he finished his first beer, the&lt;br /&gt;doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was&lt;br /&gt;standing there. This time he was kneed in the groin and hit&lt;br /&gt;behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug&lt;br /&gt;left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The fourth night Frank didn't drink at all. The doorbell&lt;br /&gt;rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the&lt;br /&gt;snot out of Frank and left him in a heap on the living room&lt;br /&gt;floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The following day, Frank went to see his doctor. He&lt;br /&gt;explained the events of the preceding four nights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What can I do?" he pleaded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Not much," the doctor replied. "There's just a nasty bug&lt;br /&gt;going around."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Spedtcr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050803&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050803&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112305678459675969?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112305678459675969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112305678459675969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-six-foot-cockroach.html' title='[GCFL.net] The Six-Foot Cockroach'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112297038916171893</id><published>2005-08-02T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T04:13:09.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Intelligence Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (4 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. Please visit&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php for details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;1) Some months have 30 days, some months have 31 days. How&lt;br /&gt;many months have 28 days?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;2) If a doctor gives you 3 pills and tells you to take one&lt;br /&gt;pill every half hour, how long would it be before all the&lt;br /&gt;pills had been taken?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;3) I went to bed at eight o'clock in the evening and wound&lt;br /&gt;up my clock and set the alarm to sound at nine o'clock in&lt;br /&gt;the morning. How many hours sleep would I get before being&lt;br /&gt;awoken by the alarm?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;4) Divide 30 by half and add ten. What do you get?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;5) A farmer had 17 sheep. All but 9 died. How many live&lt;br /&gt;sheep were left?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;6) If you had only one match and entered a COLD and DARK&lt;br /&gt;room, where there was an oil heater, an oil lamp and a&lt;br /&gt;candle, which would you light first?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;7) A man builds a house with four sides of rectangular&lt;br /&gt;construction, each side having a southern exposure. A big&lt;br /&gt;bear comes along. What color is the bear?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;8) Take 2 apples from 3 apples. What do you have?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;9) How many animals of each species did Moses take with him&lt;br /&gt;in the Ark?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;10) If you drove a bus with 43 people on board from Chicago&lt;br /&gt;and stopped at Pittsburgh to pick up 7 more people and drop&lt;br /&gt;off 5 passengers and at Cleveland to drop off 8 passengers&lt;br /&gt;and pick up 4 more and eventually arrive at Philadelphia 20&lt;br /&gt;hours later, what's the name of the driver?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;ANSWERS BELOW. GOOD LUCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;1) All of them. Every month has at least 28 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;2) 1 hour. If you take a pill at 1 o'clock, then another at&lt;br /&gt;1.30 and the last at 2 o'clock, they will be taken in 1&lt;br /&gt;hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;3) 1 hour. It is a wind up alarm clock which cannot&lt;br /&gt;discriminate between a.m. and p.m.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;4) 70. Dividing by half is the same as multiplying by 2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;5) 9 live sheep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;6) The match.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;7) White. If all walls face south, the house must be on the&lt;br /&gt;North Pole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;8) Two apples. I HAVE 3 APPLES, YOU TAKE 2, WHAT DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAVE?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;9) None. It was Noah, not Moses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;10) YOU are the driver.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Grading Scale (out of 10)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;10 Genius&lt;br /&gt;9 Mensa Member&lt;br /&gt;8 Engineer&lt;br /&gt;7 University Student&lt;br /&gt;6 High school pupil&lt;br /&gt;5 Primary school pupil&lt;br /&gt;4 School Teacher&lt;br /&gt;3 University professor&lt;br /&gt;2 FDA Investigator&lt;br /&gt;1 Member of Congress&lt;br /&gt;0 C'mon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from FranCMT2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050802&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050802&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112297038916171893?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112297038916171893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112297038916171893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-intelligence-test.html' title='[GCFL.net] Intelligence Test'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112288394452408354</id><published>2005-08-01T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T04:12:25.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] New School Term</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (5 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. Please visit&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php for details.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The start of the new school term always brings out the most&lt;br /&gt;interesting questions for computer consultants on campus.&lt;br /&gt;The predominant questions this term pertain to "getting&lt;br /&gt;into" E-mail and how to access the "Information Highway."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;An obviously distraught student came into the consulting&lt;br /&gt;office yesterday complaining that his E-mail wasn't working;&lt;br /&gt;his attempts to get tickets for an on-campus concert kept&lt;br /&gt;resulting in returned mail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;He showed me the mail address he was attempting to reach. I&lt;br /&gt;asked him where he obtained such an unusual mail address.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;He replied, "The sign told me, 'begins@7:30 P.M.'"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Jefferson Hatchett.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050801&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;br /&gt;Mail address: GCFL, Box 100, Harvest, AL 35749, USA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050801&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112288394452408354?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112288394452408354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112288394452408354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/08/gcflnet-new-school-term.html' title='[GCFL.net] New School Term'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112262475906495805</id><published>2005-07-29T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:12:39.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Dying of Thirst</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (8 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A man on a camel rode through miles of the sun-drenched&lt;br /&gt;desert searching for some sign of life. His supplies were&lt;br /&gt;running low when his camel died. Now on foot, he desperately&lt;br /&gt;sought refuge from the heat, and, most importantly, a source&lt;br /&gt;for water. Suddenly, he came across a vendor in the middle&lt;br /&gt;of the desert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Thank God I found you!" the man cried. "Please help me. I'm&lt;br /&gt;in dire need of some water."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Well," said the vendor, "I don't have any water. But would&lt;br /&gt;you like to buy one of these fine ties."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What am I going to do with a tie?" the man asked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"That's what I'm selling sir. If you don't like it, I can't&lt;br /&gt;help you."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The man left the vendor and walked on for many more miles,&lt;br /&gt;praying each minute that he would find refuge from the&lt;br /&gt;scorching sun. His eyes squinted a bunch of times when he&lt;br /&gt;came across a restaurant in the distance. Unable to&lt;br /&gt;comprehend a restaurant located in the middle of the desert,&lt;br /&gt;he assumed the place was a mirage, but decided to check it&lt;br /&gt;out anyway. As he approached the door, his mouth opened in&lt;br /&gt;amazement, seeing that the place actually existed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The doorman stopped him before he entered. "Excuse me sir,"&lt;br /&gt;the doorman said, "but you can't come in here without a&lt;br /&gt;tie!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Michael Whalan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050729.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050729&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112262475906495805?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112262475906495805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112262475906495805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/gcflnet-dying-of-thirst.html' title='[GCFL.net] Dying of Thirst'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112256800131300695</id><published>2005-07-28T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T12:26:41.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good, Clean, Funnies List!</title><content type='html'>hey all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've subscribed The Kool Kid to &lt;a href="http://www.gcfl.net"&gt;www.gcfl.net&lt;/a&gt;, a Christian joke line that emails hilarious (sometimes) jokes to email addresses. this website should get updated once daily automatically and also whenever i post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112256800131300695?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112256800131300695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112256800131300695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-clean-funnies-list.html' title='Good, Clean, Funnies List!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112253834291689710</id><published>2005-07-28T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T04:12:22.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] Believe Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (9 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A lady is riding the subway, reading her Bible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A man sitting next to her, seeming amused, asks her, "You&lt;br /&gt;don't really believe what they say in there, do you?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Every word," she replied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"OK," he asks, "how about the Noah story, the flood, the&lt;br /&gt;animals - do you believe that?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Absolutely," she said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What about God creating the universe in six days?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"All true, I believe every word."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What about Jonah - how could a man live for three days in&lt;br /&gt;the belly of a whale?" he asks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Yes, I believe that too," she says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Well, how could that be - how did he breathe?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" I don't know," she said. "When I get to Heaven, I'll ask&lt;br /&gt;him."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"What if he's not in Heaven," the guy asks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The lady replies, "In that case, you can ask him!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Bill Lane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050728.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050728&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112253834291689710?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112253834291689710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112253834291689710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/gcflnet-believe-bible.html' title='[GCFL.net] Believe Bible'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112245197671434676</id><published>2005-07-27T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T04:12:56.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] But I'm Not Speeding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (10 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;One day a certain lady was driving on the Highway. She&lt;br /&gt;frequently checked her speed gauge to make sure she stayed&lt;br /&gt;within the speed limit. However, when she looked into her&lt;br /&gt;rear mirror, much to her dismay, she saw a police car not&lt;br /&gt;far behind! And, to make matters worse, the police car&lt;br /&gt;turned on his flashing lights. She thought to herself,&lt;br /&gt;"Uh-oh, what have I done now? I'm not speeding. I'm not&lt;br /&gt;drinking. I have my seat belt on! I have kept up my license&lt;br /&gt;dues and everything!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;So, she pulled over and the police car pulled over to the&lt;br /&gt;side right behind her car. She drove her car slowly to a&lt;br /&gt;stop, slowly rolled down the window, and prepared for a&lt;br /&gt;ticket when she knew she didn't deserve it. A policeman&lt;br /&gt;walked up to her window, and spoke to her. The lady pointed&lt;br /&gt;to her ear and shook her head, meaning she was deaf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The policeman smiled slightly and said, "I know. I'm here to&lt;br /&gt;tell you that your horn is stuck."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Joke du Jour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050727.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050727&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112245197671434676?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112245197671434676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112245197671434676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/gcflnet-but-im-not-speeding.html' title='[GCFL.net] But I&apos;m Not Speeding!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112236559466154235</id><published>2005-07-26T04:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T04:13:15.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[GCFL.net] A Missionary Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Donation Drive (11 days left)&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy GCFL? If so, please consider a small donation&lt;br /&gt;to help keep things running. http://www.gcfl.net/donate.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;YOU KNOW YOU'RE A MISSIONARY KID WHEN�&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You can't answer the question, "Where are you from?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You speak two languages, but can't spell either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You flew before you could walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You embarrass yourself by asking what swear words mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have a passport, but no driver's license.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You watch National Geographic specials and recognise&lt;br /&gt;someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have a time zone map next to your telephone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You don't know how to play Pac-Man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You would rather eat seaweed than cafeteria food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your life story uses the phrase "Then we went to..." five&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You speak to different ethnic groups in their own language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You think in grams, metres, and litres.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You speak with authority on the quality of airline travel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You send your family peanut butter and Kool-Aid for&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You worry about fitting in, and wear a native wrap around&lt;br /&gt;the dorm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;National Geographic makes you homesick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have strong opinions about how to cook bugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You live at school, work in the tropics, and go home for&lt;br /&gt;vacation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You don't know where home is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Strangers say they can remember you when you were "this&lt;br /&gt;tall."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You have friends from or in 29 different countries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You do your devotions in another language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You sort your friends by continent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You keep dreaming of a green Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You tell people where you're from, and their eyes get big.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You are grateful for the speed and efficiency of any postal&lt;br /&gt;service.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You realise that furlough is not a vacation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You wince when people mispronounce foreign words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You've spoken in dozens of churches, but aren't a pastor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Furlough means that you are stuffed every night... and have&lt;br /&gt;to eat it all to seem polite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Your parents decline your cousin's offer to let them use his&lt;br /&gt;BMW, and stuff all six of you into an old VW Beetle instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You stockpile mangoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You know what REAL coffee tastes like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The majority of your friends don't speak English as a first&lt;br /&gt;language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Someone brings up the name of a team, and you get the sport&lt;br /&gt;wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You believe vehemently that football is played with a round,&lt;br /&gt;spotted ball.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You know there is no such thing as an international&lt;br /&gt;language.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You know the difference between patriotism and nationalism.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You realise what a small world it is, after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You never take anything for granted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You watch a movie set in a foreign country, and you know&lt;br /&gt;what the nationals are REALLY saying into the camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You know how to pack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;All preaching sounds better under a corrugated tin roof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Having four distinct seasons other than: dry, very dry,&lt;br /&gt;rainy, very rainy, is a new experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;After a couple of years in one spotm, you're ready to move&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You frequently say, "I don't know, I was out of the&lt;br /&gt;country."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You feel uncomfortable in school without a uniform.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;School gets cancelled due to flash flooding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Tropical fruits aren't imported.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Walking miles to and from school is "normal."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;If someone asks what school you went to, you reply, "depends&lt;br /&gt;on the year."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You are afraid to ask what you are eating. But munch away,&lt;br /&gt;with a smile on your face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Received from Bill Sharples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Rate this funny at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050726.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brought to you by GCFL.net: The Good, Clean Funnies List&lt;br /&gt;A cheerful heart is good medicine... (Prov 17:22a)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Go to http://www.gcfl.net/mlfrontend.php to change your&lt;br /&gt;subscription options or unsubscribe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;To print or email this funny to others, go to&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/archive.php?funny=20050726&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The latest GCFL funny can always be found on the web at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gcfl.net/latest.php&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112236559466154235?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112236559466154235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112236559466154235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/gcflnet-missionary-kid.html' title='[GCFL.net] A Missionary Kid'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112234003157136123</id><published>2005-07-25T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:09:03.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Profile Picture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm changing my profile picture. here is the new image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatdayathink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112234003157136123?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112234003157136123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112234003157136123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-profile-picture.html' title='New Profile Picture!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112197317288318570</id><published>2005-07-21T15:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T18:57:30.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Jokes!</title><content type='html'>hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few more korny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;betty: did you know that women are smarter than men?&lt;br /&gt;bob: no&lt;br /&gt;betty: see what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2&lt;br /&gt;patient: doctor, docter, my wife thinks she's a duck, what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;doctor: send her over, quickly.&lt;br /&gt;patient: i can't do that, she's already flown south for the winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;patient: doc, what should i do, i can't sleep a wink?&lt;br /&gt;doctor: lie on the very edge of the bed, you'll soon drop off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112197317288318570?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112197317288318570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112197317288318570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-jokes.html' title='It&apos;s Jokes!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-112050982183804621</id><published>2005-07-04T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T18:58:44.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats going on on Independence day!</title><content type='html'>hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my grandmother,meemee, was in the hospital, and today she got out! isn't that just wonderful? i think so. now she dosn't have to stay in that dark old room on july 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, we are at her house and my dad is at k rogers, krogers, kroger, and my brother, david, is at my grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-112050982183804621?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112050982183804621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/112050982183804621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/07/whats-going-on-on-independence-day.html' title='Whats going on on Independence day!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111981245564911450</id><published>2005-06-26T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T18:59:53.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Peoples!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my aunt and uncle came from wiconsin this weekend, while my brother &lt;a href="http://www.standonbible.blogspot.com"&gt;david&lt;/a&gt; was at his birthday party at gwinn island.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we are just here with our aunt and uncle celebrating my birthday party. yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Christ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111981245564911450?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111981245564911450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111981245564911450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-peoples.html' title='Hey Peoples!!!!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111937462477081433</id><published>2005-06-21T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:00:32.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Folks</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my birthday party but really, my b-day is 6 days from now. we are going out to eat w/ my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;see yo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111937462477081433?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111937462477081433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111937462477081433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-folks.html' title='Hey Folks'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111880142455333031</id><published>2005-06-14T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:19:49.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey!+ajoke</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joke is at the end. For right now, I'm gonna tell you whats been going on. First, I learned how to do a backbend down the wall, stand on my head, do a backflip......sorta, and last but not least, make nachos! That is something to be proud of! If you can make nachos, you can have a snack and when you have a snack, you get hungry for more&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;! At least I do, :-). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess I have a prayer request:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My Grandmother has been back to the doctor, been pretty well, but is going to have to have Chemotharapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Please pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a preacher, and he needed a quick horse. So he went and got himself one, and the man said,"To get him to go, you say,' Praise God!', And to get him to stop you say,'Halleluiah!'. So the preacher went off with the pony happily.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, he had to get to the church quick, because he was late. So he said,"Praise God!" Over and over until he was going really fast. Then he neared a edge of a cliff, he thought,"Whats the word, Aha." "Halleluiah!" he said, and the horse came to the very edge and stopped.&lt;br /&gt;"Whew, Praise God!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111880142455333031?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111880142455333031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111880142455333031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/06/heyajoke.html' title='Hey!+ajoke'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111764208701510148</id><published>2005-06-01T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T12:37:39.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Riddles and Jokes</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More R's 'n' J's Coming Up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;Bob and Joe are walking along. Bob has a big German Shepherd and Joe has a chiuwawa. They walk past a bar, and Bob says," I want a drink." Joe says,"You can't. There's a 'no dogs allowed' sign. And there's &lt;strong&gt;no &lt;/strong&gt;way I'm holding that thing. Bob says," You don't have to-watch me." He put on a pair of sunglasses, and walked in, the dog in front of him. The bar tender says," You can't bring that dog in here, there's no dogs allowed." Bob says," He's my seeing eye dog." Well, okay," the bar tender replied. "Ahah," says Joe, so he puts on his sunglasses and walks in to the bar. The bar tender repeats what he told Bob to Joe. "But he is my seeing eye dog." "You mean to tell me that you have a chiuwawa for a seeing eye dog?," said the bar tender. Joe looked puzzled,"They gave me a chiuwawa?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;The blonde walking into the bar, the brunette ducked&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;bet y0u didn't hear that one before!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Q. Why did the chicken stop in the middle of the road?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   A.&lt;em&gt; because she wanted to lay it on the line.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. There was a redhead, brunette, and a blonde running away from the police. They came to a dark alley, with three bags. They each got in one. The policemen came up and kicked the redhead's bag. She said,"Woof Woof." The policemen said,"Just a bunch of puppies. They went to the second bag, the brunette was in this one.  The cops kicked it, and she said "Meowww!"  "Aw, just a bunch of cats," decided one of them.  They kicked the third bag.  "Potatoes!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111764208701510148?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111764208701510148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111764208701510148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-riddles-and-jokes.html' title='More Riddles and Jokes'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111764205660730330</id><published>2005-06-01T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T12:07:38.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that I haven't been posting lately, its been kinda hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer Requests:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Grandmother has cancer and has a pretty quick recovery, but still you could pray for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The vanCampons lost a little child, their mom ran over her on mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My mom has to help my grandmother, so she's kinda worn out. And she has to take care of us kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thanks for praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111764205660730330?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111764205660730330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111764205660730330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/06/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111638461541677730</id><published>2005-05-17T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T22:52:51.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Stuff</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something awsome I gotta tell you. My brother got a hamster! Her name is: Geraldine Josephine Samantha Clementime Gardenia Valentine- we just call her Geraldine 4 short.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda envious-&lt;br /&gt;He's stealing my thunder, because I have a rabbit and I used to get a lota attention before little miss hamster came along. But I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;btw, my brothers website is on mine, just click on ' theomuzic's blog', and u'll b there!&lt;br /&gt;CYA&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111638461541677730?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111638461541677730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111638461541677730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/05/cool-stuff.html' title='Cool Stuff'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111454750043119180</id><published>2005-04-26T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T16:31:40.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Dudes!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;I have been like a little busy, so thats why yer kinda bored of the same thing. Sry that I haven't told any jokes lately, I haven't found any good ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;I am typing this at a friends house, they have candy......I want it!&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111454750043119180?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111454750043119180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111454750043119180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/hey-dudes.html' title='Hey Dudes!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111408551855664924</id><published>2005-04-21T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T08:11:58.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate CAVITIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Dude's! I've been really busy lately, so I'm sry I haven't been able to post. Yesterday, we went to the dentist, and I had a cavity. First, they come in with this huge syringe and stick it in my gum, then squirt it, to make it numb. Then they start chiseling away at my tooth, and make all this smoke in the process. Then they let it rest for awhile, and I get to watch Pet Star and Scooby-doo. Then a little while later, a Mexican lady comes in, and starts doing all this stuff to it, like fitting bands around it, and taking them off, stuff like that.  I know you guys probably know how a cavity feels like, but this is my first experience.&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta 4 now, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111408551855664924?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111408551855664924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111408551855664924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-cavities.html' title='I hate CAVITIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111334995306234206</id><published>2005-04-16T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T14:32:59.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First post!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is like the coolest thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;I really like it. Its like the thing! Its like really cool. Ok, I'm soon going to give you some jokes. But first. I've just got to tell ya whats going on. First, my younger older brother, theomuzic, is at a violin lesson. Then my oldest brother, standonbible, is at a siminar with my dad. I'm at home, doing this, and my mom is sleeping. I had the choice to go with my theomuzic to his violin lesson, but I think its boring. All I would be listening to, would just be someone telling my brother what to do. You know, teachers never say what you are doing &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;, just what your doing &lt;em&gt;wrong.&lt;/em&gt; Thats why I didn't go with him, because I knew it would be boring. Well, anyways, thats what I'm doing. Get ready 4 some jokes!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111334995306234206?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111334995306234206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111334995306234206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-post.html' title='First post!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111367834062540621</id><published>2005-04-16T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T15:05:40.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little More Info About Myself</title><content type='html'>You guys have probably figured out that I am a Christian by me putting In Christ. But thats fine if you don't because I want to tell you about what I belive. Right now, I just know your like Oh Great, one of these Christians again. But don't worry, I tell it the fun way. We believe that Jesus died on the cross for our sins, then on the third day He rose again. And we believe it is right to believe this way, because its the right way! All Jesus wants you to do, is obey and believe in Him. Then you won'tgo to hell. Just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111367834062540621?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111367834062540621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111367834062540621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/little-more-info-about-myself.html' title='A little More Info About Myself'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111367792060566980</id><published>2005-04-16T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T14:58:40.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neat Stuff</title><content type='html'>Guess who! Hey, I have a little cousin who was just born like a month ago, and my aunt and uncle named her after me! I think its sooo neat.YOu probably wonder what my name is, but I don't like to give that kind of information.  Anyways, I sent her a silver cup with her name on it. Do you think thats good? I have one mom gave to me, but its &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; old and needs so very badly to be polished. I hope you think its neat. Cause thats all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;Cya, and ta ta 4 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111367792060566980?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111367792060566980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111367792060566980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/neat-stuff.html' title='Neat Stuff'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111367330143805741</id><published>2005-04-16T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T13:41:41.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She loves me, She loves me not</title><content type='html'>Hey Dude's! I was just out on a long long bike ride. And I saw a kid who was digging into his pocket, I was interested. I got closer and saw some string, a few sticks and a dandilion. He put the string back in his pocket, snapped the twig a million times, and walked on with the dandilion playing 'She loves me, She loves me not.' I thought he was probably doing it about me, and I thought he was ugly, so I hope that he ended on 'she loves me not' because its the truth!&lt;br /&gt;Just thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111367330143805741?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111367330143805741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111367330143805741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/she-loves-me-she-loves-me-not.html' title='She loves me, She loves me not'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111366789389665874</id><published>2005-04-16T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T14:35:00.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry, I'm not a prissy wissy</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys! Its me. Of course it couldn't be anybody else, but anyway, lets get back to the point. Wait, was there any point?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. About my picture. Thats not really how I look for your information. I'm way more straight. Anyway, I'm a cool feller.  And mostly, I'm a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever isn't, I feel sorry for. Because its &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; boring when you are a &lt;em&gt;prissy wissy&lt;/em&gt; miss priss kinda girl. Because then you have to paint your room pink with yellow polkadots and play dollie's all day. Okay, I do admit that drinkin tea with yummy cookies &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; a little fun. But boys like to do that too. If it has to do anything with eating...you know they will do it.&lt;br /&gt;But, my room is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; pink with yellow polkadots. And I do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; play dollie's all day. My room is &lt;em&gt;light blue&lt;/em&gt;, and I play &lt;em&gt;sports outside&lt;/em&gt; all day, and when its raining, I read mystery storys like the Hardy Boys. I think its a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; more exciting than playing dolls. I do have a lot of dolls, but only for show.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I used to play with them, but so did my brother theomuzic. He would be the daddy and I would be the mommy. And every once in a while, we would&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;get some coffee or hot tea and put it in some little cups, but my brother did too. But now, its&lt;em&gt; so&lt;/em&gt; boring and I would rather play football outside. These are the sports I like:&lt;br /&gt;Football, Soccer, and Baseball. I would like to play basketball, if I could reach the hoop.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that I have said enough.&lt;br /&gt;Cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111366789389665874?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111366789389665874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111366789389665874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/dont-worry-im-not-prissy-wissy.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry, I&apos;m not a prissy wissy'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12135803.post-111366337322111092</id><published>2005-04-16T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T14:13:42.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK. I was just on my brothers blog and he had some jokes. Here are some fun ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Why is it that when Canadian Geese fly, it is longer on one side of the v?&lt;br /&gt;A. Because there are more geese on that side! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where was the Declaration of Independence signed?&lt;br /&gt;A. At the bottom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any more jokes for now, but I sure hope you liked these.&lt;br /&gt;Ta Ta 4 now, folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomboysupreme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12135803-111366337322111092?l=tomboysupreme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111366337322111092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12135803/posts/default/111366337322111092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomboysupreme.blogspot.com/2005/04/jokes_111366337322111092.html' title='Jokes!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Tom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00499993848417336069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='11' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/124/1013/320/Brenna%20Blog%20Pic%232.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
