Sunday joke.

Subject: Bob Hope In Heaven

BOB HOPE IN HEAVEN For those of you too young to remember Bob Hope, ask your Grandparents. And thanks for the memories. I HOPE THIS WILL PUT A SMILE ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART. Tribute to a man who DID make a difference. ON TURNING 70 'I still chase women, but only Downhill. ON TURNING 80 'That's the time of your life when even your birthday suit needs pressing.' ON TURNING 90 'You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.' ON TURNING 100 'I don't feel old. In fact, I don't feel Anything until noon. Then it's time for my nap.' ON GIVING UP HIS EARLY CAREER, BOXING 'I ruined my hands in the ring. The referee kept stepping on them.' ON NEVER WINNING AN OSCAR 'Welcome to the Academy Awards or, as it's called at my home, 'Passover'. ON GOLF 'Golf is my profession. Show business is just to pay the green fees.' ON PRESIDENTS 'I have performed for 12 presidents and entertained only six.' ON WHY HE CHOSE SHOWBIZ FOR HIS CAREER  'When I was born, the doctor said to my mother, Congratulations, you have an eight pound ham. ON RECEIVING THE CONGRESSIONAL GOLD MEDAL  'I feel very humble, but I think I have the strength of character to fight it.' ON HIS FAMILY'S EARLY POVERTY  'Four of us slept in the one bed. When it got cold, mother threw on another brother.' ON HIS SIX BROTHERS 'That's how I learned to dance. Waiting for the bathroom.' ON HIS EARLY FAILURES  'I would not have had anything to eat if it wasn't for the Stuff the audience threw at me.' ON GOING TO HEAVEN  'I've done benefits for ALL religions. I'd hate to blow the hereafter on a technicality.' Give me a sense of humor  ; Lord, give me the grace to see a joke, To get some humour out of life,

Company, Part 2

Needles Highway.  It's a great road.

                                                 Can you find us?

                                            Phil,             Doug,             Maurene.


                                                    Nice shirt Phil!

         
                                                Gotta go go go!

                                 Ken successfully breaking in to the guys potty!

                                                                     
                                                        Tunnel ahead!

                                  Fuzzy Zeller's........isn't that a golfer?

                                    Part of the crew! Mount Rushmore behind us.

Bill, Newell, some guy, Kathy, Linda, Maurene, Phil, me.

NM company in SD, Part1

What a great time!  Some of our winter RV friends came to Custer to visit.  Who came:  Bill & Maurene from Ainsworth NE, Kathy & Doug from MN, Linda & Newell from Hazen, ND and Phil & Ken full timers like us who summer in Gillette, WY.  Bill/Maurene and Doug/Kathy shared the big cabin while Ken & Phil and Newell & Linda drove in with their rigs.  It was so fun to spend summer time with the winter folks.

We started with a visit from the local turkey family.  15 babies.

Next a stop to taste red ass rhubarb wine.
 "It was good" my comment from a beer drinker!

Our next stop was the 1880 train ride from Hill City to Keystone.  

All aboard!

                                                   
                                                      Ken & Phil, Kathy & Doug & me.

Bill & Maurene.

                             
                                                                  Views from the train.

Turkeys and babies again.

Newell & Linda

                                                                              Dave

Harney Peak highest peak in SD.

Sunday Joke.

A koala was sitting in a gum tree smoking some weed. When a little lizard walked past, looked up and said, 'Hey Koala! What are you doing?'  The koala said, 'Smoking a joint, Come up and have some.' So the little lizard climbed up and sat next to theKoala where they enjoyed a few hits. After awhileThe little lizard said that his mouth was 'dry' andThat he was going to get a drink from the river. The little lizard was so stoned that he leaned overToo far and fell into the river. A crocodile saw this And swam over to the little lizard and helped him To the side. Then he asked the little lizard, 'What's the matter with you?' The little lizard explained to the crocodile that heHad been sitting with the koala in the tree, smoking Some weed, but got too stoned and fell into the river While taking a drink… The crocodile said that he had to check this out and Walked into the rain forest, found the tree where The koala was sitting finishing a joint. The crocodile looked up and said,  'Hey you!' So the koala looked down at him and said, 'Shiiiiiiiiiiit dude... How much water did you drink?

sunday joke

Sunday Joke!

If you are 56, or older, you might think this is hilarious!

When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot... BOTH ways...yadda, yadda, yadda

And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!

But now that I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!

1) I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!

2) There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!

3) Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! Nowhere was safe!

4) There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!

5) Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?

6) We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it!

7) There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOSH !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.

8) And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!

9) We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen.. Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!

10) You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?!

11) There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!

12) And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!

13) And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!

And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!

See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1970 or any time before!

 Regards,

The Over 60 Crowd

Sunday words of wisdom.

I was born in one country, raised in another.  My father was born in another country. I was not his only child. He fathered several children with numerous women. I became very close to my mother, as my father showed no interest in me. My mother died at an early age from cancer. Although my father deserted me and my mother raised me, I later wrote a book idolizing my father not my mother. Later in life, questions arose over my real name. My birth records were sketchy. No one was able to produce a legitimate, reliable birth certificate. I grew up practicing one faith but converted to Christianity, as it was widely accepted in my new country, but I practiced non-traditional beliefs and didn't follow Christianity, except in the public eye under scrutiny. I worked and lived among lower-class people as a young adult, disguising myself as someone who really cared about them. That was before I decided it was time to get serious about my life and embarked on a new career. I wrote a book about my struggles growing up. It was clear to those who read my memoirs, that I had difficulties accepting that my father abandoned me as a child. I became active in local politics in my 30's then, with help behind the scenes, I literally burst onto the scene as a candidate for national office in my 40's. They said I had a golden tongue and could talk anyone into anything. I had a virtually non-existent resume, little work history, and no experience in leading a single organization. Yet I was a powerful speaker and citizens were drawn to me, as though I were a magnet and they were small roofing tacks. I drew incredibly large crowds during my public appearances. This bolstered my ego. At first, my political campaign focused on my country's foreign policy... I was very critical of my country in the last war, and seized every opportunity to bash my country. But what launched my rise to national prominence were my views on the country's economy. I pretended to have a really good plan on how we could do better, and every poor person would be fed and housed for free. I knew which group was responsible for getting us into this mess. It was the free market, banks and corporations. I decided to start making citizens hate them and, if they became envious of others who did well, the plan was clinched tight. I called mine "A People's Campaign." That sounded good to all people. I was the surprise candidate because I emerged from outside the traditional path of politics and was able to gain widespread popular support. I knew that, if I merely offered the people 'hope', together we could change our country and the world.. So, I started to make my speeches sound like they were on behalf of the downtrodden, poor, ignorant to include "persecuted minorities". My true views were not widely known and I kept them unknown, until after I became my nation's leader. I had to carefully guard reality, as anybody could have easily found out what I really believed, if they had simply read my writings and examined those people I associated with. I'm glad they didn't. Then I became the most powerful man in the world. And then the world learned the truth. Who am I? .. . . . . . . . . . . . ADOLPH HITLER If you were thinking of SOMEONE ELSE, you should be scared, very scared!