Reply With QuoteJerry Griffin doesn't wear a watch he decides what time it is
Lol.. and I think its time to get off the computer before my wife kicks my ass.
Superman wears Jerry Griffin pajamas.
Jerry Griffin doesn't wear a watch he decides what time it is
Lol.. and I think its time to get off the computer before my wife kicks my ass.
Listen here Bob.... better watch out I might jam a couple of russets in your pipes at the thanksgiving meet... :devil:
Why do the trolls have to hijack every thread!...beat it, this thread is about me. :yuk:
Jerry griffin counted to infinity...twice
jerry griffin sold his soul to the devil for his karate skills then kicked his ass and took back his soul.
jerry griffin sold his soul to the devil for his karate skills then kicked his ass and took back his soul.
dog, call me...I just got your IM messages, it is 10pm Saturday night, just got home!
oh yeah...Jerry Griffin once shot down a plane, by pointing his finger and yelling "BANG".
How 'bout some poetry...
Solitude
LAUGH, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
How bout some poetry...
Solitude
LAUGH, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
That was beautiful.Is it true you only have two speeds? Walk and Kill?
dog, call me...I just got your IM messages, it is 10pm Saturday night, just got home!
oh yeah...Jerry Griffin once shot down a plane, by pointing his finger and yelling "BANG".
can't lost my phone and all my numbers. my number is still the same.
oh and Jerry Griffin once cut down a towering oak with his eurine stream
How 'bout some poetry...
Solitude
LAUGH, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone.
For the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth,
But has trouble enough of it's own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air.
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.
Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go.
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all.
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life's gall.
Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a long and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
WTF???
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