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Is Your Firewood Wet
Posted On 09/04/2020 04:38:27
I was watching a YouTube video in which a woman who was kidnapped and forced to drive the two suspects in her own car which had an image of Jesus pinned to the dash.
She was ordered to drive to a very remote area and she presumed she was probably going to be killed by the male involved, the other person involved was a female.
As she was ordered to slow down, she pointed to the image of Jesus and asked, "do you two know him, if not you better learn to know him"?
The female told her to stop, the female exited the vehicle, opened the passenger door and told the male to get out. They then walked into a wooded area and never returned.
She ended this testimony with, if that don't light your fire, your firewood is wet".
I certainly hope my firewood is dry--------------------

Tags: Life

My New Sign
Posted On 09/02/2020 11:24:49

Made Me So Mad
Posted On 09/01/2020 01:15:14

I was driving to the pharmacy yesterday and as usual I was driving slower than the traffic flow.

A vehicle pulled along side to pass me and I saw that the driver was texting.

It made me so MAD, I threw my beer at him.

Tags: Humor

Some Good Monday Advise
Posted On 08/31/2020 01:49:52

Some Good Advise:

Tags: Humor

Unemployment Application
Posted On 08/29/2020 00:31:25

How May I Help You
Posted On 08/28/2020 03:46:17

I miss my wife so much
Posted On 08/28/2020 02:06:04

I began my life long career in law enforcement when I was nineteen (19) years old in a small department in a suburb of Oklahoma City.

In 1966 after turning twenty one (21) and married for three (3) days I entered active service in the United States Army.  It was a struggle trying to support a wife on the VERY SMALL pay I received and just before graduating from basic training, my wife in a letter informs me she is pregnant.

Our journey togeter began in San Antonio, Texas where I trained in the Medical Field Service School at Fort Sam Houston.  We found a mobile home in a mobile home park that was for rent and for the next eight (8) weeks endured one of the hottest summers in San Antonio, Texas without air conditioning.

I was then assigned to Fort Wolters, Texas (Mineral Wells, Texas).  We found a very small garage apartment in Weatherford, Texas some twenty two (22) miles from post.  I spent the remainder of my active duty time at Fort Wolters which was a very active post due to it being the Primary Helicopter Training Center and the ever escalating Vietnam War.

My wife was from San Marcus, Texas. I met her while she and two sisters were attending Southwestern Christian College in Oklahoma City.  Upon discharge from the Army, she asked that we relocate somewhere halfway between her parents and mine in Oklahoma City.  We got out a map and found that the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex was so located, so I applied to the Dallas Police Department.

I was hired and began my 32 year career in April 1968.  I worked late nights (10:00 p.m. to 6:00 a.m.) the majority of my career.  After two years in the Patrol Division I was very fortunate to be transferred to the Traffic Division where I first investigated accidents, then became a Detective in the Hit and Run Unit.  Although assigned to Hit and Run, later renamed the Vehicle Crimes Unit, I dealt mostly with fatal and very serious accidents.

I had a lot of bad shifts, would come home and my wife would sense another bad shift, children killed, innocent victims of most often an intoxicated driver who seemed to always survive and young people killed as a result of just stupidity.

She would bring me a cup of coffee and put on a record (yes records back then) and the words would always relieve the stress.  Here is a link to that very song.


I lost my beautiful wife Christmas of 2017.  It is unbelievable the difficult life she led being married to a police officer.  She endured and never complained and continued supportive.  She was the very best mother to our only child, a son.  God only knows how much I miss her.


Tags: Life

The Tomato Garden
Posted On 08/27/2020 23:53:58


An elderly Italian gentleman lived alone in New Jersey . He wanted to plant his annual 
tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, as the ground was hard. 

His only son, Vincent, who used to help him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Vincent, 

I am feeling pretty sad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. 
I know if you were here my troubles would be over. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days.

Love, Papa

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Papa, 

Don't dig up that garden. That's where the bodies are buried.

Love, Vinnie

At 4 a.m. the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. 
That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

Dear Papa, 

Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That's the best I could do under the circumstances.

Love you, Vinnie

Tags: Humor

Rednecks ain't that dumb
Posted On 08/21/2020 03:11:04

Scotty and Emmett were driving down a country road drinking a few beers when they observed the State Police had a roadblock setup ahead.

Emmett the passenger told Scotty the driver, "we gona get busted for driving and drinking, what can we do?"

Scotty tells Emmett to tear the labels off two of the beer bottles then throw all the empty bottles out the window.  He then instructs Earl to stick the label on his forehead as he does the same.

They approach the roadblock, stop and the State Police Trooper asks, "you boys been drinking?"

Scotty responds, "no way, can't you see we are on the patch".

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