Joke Day

Defense Attorney:
Will you please state your age?

Little Old Lady:
I am 94 years old.

Defense Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of April 1st?

Little Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm spring evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat down beside me.

Defense Attorney:
Did you know him?

Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.

Defense Attorney:
What happened after he sat down?

Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.

Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him?

Little Old Lady:
No, I didn't stop him.

Defense Attorney:
Why not?

Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30 years ago.

Defense Attorney:
What happened next?

Little Old Lady:
He began to rub my breasts.

Defense Attorney:
Did you stop him then?

Little Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him.

Defense Attorney:
Why not?

Little Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that good in years!

Defense Attorney:
What happened next?

Little Old Lady:
Well, by then, I was feeling so 'spicy' that I just laid down and told him
'Take me, young man. Take me now!'

Defense Attorney:
Did he take you?

Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, ' April Fool!' And that's when I shot him, the little bastard!

inside the cave

Oh boy.

From babies in IA to caves in NM.

We went on a jeeping adventure. First stop a cave...........what's inside?

gabrielle elyse drymon‏....where's my sunglasses?

Gabby was due the 16th but was helped along to see the world Sat. Feb 20th.
She is beautiful. Her sisters Shae and Avery welcomed her home. Donna and Scott look like proud grandparents!

Sunday joke a bit late.

A FARMER DECIDED HE WANTED TO GO TO TOWN AND SEE A MOVIE.


THE TICKET AGENT ASKED,

"SIR, WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR SHOULDER?"

THE OLD FARMER SAID,

"THAT'S MY PET ROOSTER CHUCK. WHEREVER I GO, CHUCK GOES."

"I'M SORRY SIR," SAID THE TICKET AGENT.

"WE CAN'T ALLOW ANIMALS IN THE THEATER."

THE OLD FARMER WENT AROUND THE CORNER AND STUFFED CHUCK DOWN HIS OVERALLS.

THEN HE RETURNED TO THE BOOTH, BOUGHT A TICKET, AND ENTERED THE THEATER.

HE SAT DOWN NEXT TO TWO OLD WIDOWS NAMED MILDRED AND MARGE.

THE MOVIE STARTED AND THE ROOSTER BEGAN TO SQUIRM. THE OLD FARMER

UNBUTTONED HIS FLY SO CHUCK COULD STICK HIS HEAD OUT AND WATCH THE MOVIE.

"MARGE," WHISPERED MILDRED.

"WHAT?" SAID MARGE.

"I THINK THE GUY NEXT TO ME IS A PERVERT."

"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SO?" ASKED MARGE?

"HE UNDID HIS PANTS AND HE HAS HIS THING OUT", WHISPERED MILDRED.

"WELL, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT", SAID MARGE.. "AT OUR AGE WE'VE SEEN 'EM ALL"

"I THOUGHT SO TOO", SAID MILDRED,

"BUT THIS ONE'S EATIN' MY POPCORN!"

Rise and shine in New Mexico

Good morning!

Second quarry trip.

We went again. It is such a cool place. I found a rock that I thought would be cool altho it was covered with dirt. I used the crowbar to dig it out. I carried it a bit. Terri carried it a bit. We finally got it to the truck. After it was cleaned up what a beautiful rock! The other one I call my chocolate chip rock.

Susan and her gourds.

Linda and Randy had company over the weekend. Susan was working on her gourds. She will paint it after she has burned the image into it. Are they cool or what? You never know what you might see at the clubhouse.

Sunday...joke day.

The Crusty Old Biker

A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to a tavern in the middle of nowhere, parks his Harley and walks inside.

As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the bar:

COLD BEER: $2.00

HAMBURGER: $2.25

CHEESEBURGER: $2.50

CHICKEN SANDWICH : $3.50

HAND JOB: $50.00

Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ol' biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled farmers.

She glides down behind the bar to the ol' Dude.

"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"

The ol' biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering, young lady," he whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"

She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I sure am".

The ol' biker leans closer, and into her left ear whispers softly, "Well, Honey, wash your hands real good, 'cause I want a cheeseburger".

Cream can cont.

The cream can dinner ended in a blast. Cliff got in a hurry and for the first time ever the damn thing exploded; as Linda said fast food everywhere. Cliff could have really gotten hurt but ended up with a slight burn on his wrist. It was exciting even tho it was our dinner that was hanging from the gutters. We still had enough food for all to have dinner.

Cream can party.

Cliff and his wife Karen from Nebraska decided to have a cream can party before they left to spend some time in Deming, NM. They stuff the cream can with sweet corn, potatoes, sausages, onions, carrots, cabbage and top it all off with a quart of beer.
Cliff tied the lid down with wire and on to the fire it went. It was a steamin' away.

Sorry I've been sick.

I've had this crap for a week. I am going to the doc tomorrow.

More quarry shots.

I cannot describe how cool the quarry was for a lovers of rocks. Cliff described Linda and I as "kids in a candy store." The girls decided we would do a "girls all day trip to the quarry." One of my favorite pictures was taken in Cliff's jeep. Can you see the quarry through Linda's eyes? The first photo is Dave's big rock. It sure is pretty.

What a trip to the quarry.

The scoop is the mine owners were mining for the crystals on the rocks. Once they got the crystals off they used them for flux on welding rods. That's the story we were told. The quarry is in the middle of the first photo.