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Now where's the broom stick. Can't play stoop ball as I have no stoop.
Meaning, I need to find the broomstick so I can play stick ball. Because I can't play stoopball as I have no stoop.
I reiterate, Girls are not allowed to play, but you can stand on the sidelines and look pretty.
Are you daring me! I think he's awake!
Susie, That's why we didn't let girls play stick ball. They couldn't tell the difference between,
Stickball, which you play with a broom stick.
And stoopball which you play with a stoop. (No Stick). A home run was considered across the street.
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home to pack for vacation!
Susie, I guess it's time for me to go get Surfit and his multiple personality disorders. The way he creates aliases Ihub will buy you out to save their server.
Soxfan, Now I understand your problems. They are deep seated in your posterior. You sat on your butt while your Mom tossed the cards.
Over the fence
So which was better, the playground workhorse spaldeen, or the irrepressible Pensie Pinkie? We usually went for the spaldeen due to its versatility and lower cost. Pensie Pinkies were fun, but they were more expensive, and that extra bounce made them easier to lose. Cost and longevity were the deciding factors for us younger kids.
Still, I remember one summer day watching the teenagers by the handball court at the park. A bunch of guys with their girlfriends, drinking beer, smoking cigarettes and playing stickball. They were hitting some shots so far, I couldn't believe it, but they wouldn't even bother chasing down the ball after it was knocked out of the park. A whole bucket of Pensie Pinkies was sitting by the side of the court and whenever someone whacked a monster shot, he'd just reach in and pull out another ball. I must of spent an hour just leaning against the fence and watching those guys, they were so cool; so for knocking balls out of the park and impressing girls, Pensie Pinkies were best.
http://www.streetplay.com/stories/hangingout/overthefence.shtml
Gosh did those violets suck. eom
Spalding, a cheap knock off for the more superior Pensie Pinkie. Although the Spalding had a tougher cover it was suspectible to splitting in half in stick ball. The PP traveled farther and was sometimes lost down the gutter.
Now where's the broom stick. Can't play stoop ball as I have no stoop.
i thought GoodNPlenty came in a box. And when you were done you could make it into a horn. Geesh how time flies.
Guns' play should go down in PCBM history!
I hope it was this card.
1952: Card #311
MICKEY MANTLE'S ROOKIE CARD: The historic first Mickey Mantle Baseball Card!
This card, released as part of the 1952 Topps set, has sold at prices as high as $50,000! One of the most prized cards a collector can own, it features original artwork and a facsimile of Mickey's signature.
then you must be a Mainiac.
You're not by any chance from Hackensack?
Alas he saw the error of his ways and migrated to NYC where I was born and raised. He then proceeded to take me to Yankee games.
BTW, I have met all the Yankee greats courtesy of him,
Mantle, Maris, Ford etc.
He would have then gotten a Milt Papas smear.
Actually he was born in NYC!
That explains the clenched cheeks.
Homeland Security has now activated new programs that will record every click of your mouse. However, they say the average user will not even notice it.
http://users.chartertn.net/tonytemplin/FBI_eyes
Rumor has it, he failed his Colonoscopy.
My Dad is 91 and a Sox fan. He was born in Springfield MA. he thinks he remembers something about a WS, but then again it could be he's senile.
I would like to see the Sox win for him!
Wouldn't ya know the Sox would import someone from NY to run the team. lol.
I hope that's not a terrorist driving.
lownumba, You have to explain everything to Soxfan(s).
Perhaps he needs a colonoscopy to see what you mean.
Soxfan, My take on your new GM, they are maturing him to be ready when the jinx expires in 2018.
If it walks like a duck......
And finally,
Why did the duck go ring-ring?
He got a phone bill.
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What do you call a formal dance for ducks?
A fowl ball.
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What kind of ducks rob banks?
Safe quackers.
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Why was the duck unhappy?
His bill was in the mail.
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What kind of doctor treats a duck?
A quack doctor!
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What kind of weather excites a pet duck?
Fowl weather, of course!
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Why did the duck put its head in the stream?
To liquidate its bill.
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Why did the duck leave the stream?
It had more interest in the bank.
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Once upon a time, there were 3 little ducks who lived by a peaceful pond.One day they got into trouble and were sent to Bob - the duck who was in charge of the pond. The first one stepped up in front of Bob and looked at the ground. Bob asked,"What's your name?" The little duck replied, "Duck." "Why did you get sent to me?" queried Bob. "I was blowing bubbles in the pond," answered Duck. "You know you're not supposed to do that. It's against the rules. You're suspended from the pond for one week." Duck waddled away.
The second duck approached Bob. "What's your name?" Bob asked. The little duck replied, "Duck, Duck." "Why did you get sent to me?" Bob asked. "I was blowing bubbles in the pond," answered Duck Duck. "You know you're not supposed to do that. It's against the rules. You're suspended from the pond for one week." Duck Duck waddled away.
Now Bob was pretty smart and thought he had discovered a pattern. When the third little duck waddled up to him Bob said, "Let me guess. You're Duck,Duck, Duck?" "No," replied the little duck. "I'm Bubbles.
PC, Come on you have got to do better than that!
In the days of the Depression, a family had trapped a few ducks. As they needed some things only money could buy, the father requested his three sons take a duck each and travel off trying to sell them. They agreed and headed off on seperate ways.
The youngest of them knocked on the door of a nearby farm house and a shapely young blonde farm girl answered the door.
"S'cuse me ma'am" said the guy. "I'm wunderin' if y'd be intrested in buyin this here duck frum me". The women replied "I'd sure like me that plump duck to cook fur our supper, but I aint got no money to spare". "How about a f*ck for it?" she asked. The man didn't hesitate and replied "Sure!".
After they'd done the deal, the lonely farm girl said "If'n yer f*ck me again - ya can have the duck back".
So he did, and afterwards headed off along the road with the duck still under his arm. Soon a large truck roared past the man which frightened the duck so much that it jumped out of his arms and right under the wheels where it was squashed.
The truck driver stopped and got out to speak with the man who explained that he was out trying to get money for his family by selling the duck. The truck driver felt remorse and offered the guy a dollar for his trouble. The man agreed and headed for home with the money in his pocket.
That evening as they all gathered around the table, the father asked them how they did.
The first son replied "I done good pa, I got me three dollars fur my duck".
The second son replied "I done better 'n him pa, I got five dollars".
Then the third son leaned back in his chair showing a cheeky grin and said "I done better 'n all uf yers, I got a f*ck for a duck, a duck for a f*ck and a buck for a f*cked up duck!".
Susie's nose made me do it. quack Quack
I taught I saw a duck! Quack Quack.
Paulie, It's about time you got here. We need to trash this joint before fung gets back!
Five doctors went duck hunting one day. Included in the group were a general
practice (GP) physician, a pediatrician, a psychiatrist, a surgeon and a
pathologist.
After a time, a bird came winging overhead. The first to react was the GP
who raised his shotgun, but then hesitated.
"I'm not quite sure it's a duck," he said, "I think that I will have to get
a second opinion." And of course by that time, the bird was long gone.
Another bird appeared in the sky thereafter. This time, the pediatrician
drew a bead on it. He too, however, was unsure if it was really a duck in
his sights and besides, it might have babies. "I'll have to do some more
investigations," he muttered, as the creature made good its escape.
Next to spy a bird flying was the sharp-eyed psychiatrist. Shotgun
shouldered, he was more certain of his intended prey's identity. "Now, I
know it's a duck, but does it know it's a duck?" The fortunate bird
disappeared while the fellow wrestled with this dilemma.
Finally, a fourth fowl sped past and this time the surgeon's weapon pointed
skywards. BOOM!! The surgeon lowered his smoking gun and turned
nonchalantly to the pathologist beside him. "Go see if that was a duck, will
you?"
Duck Tape
An old man was sitting on his front porch down in Louisiana watching the sun rise. He sees the neighbor's kid walk by carrying something big under his arm. He yells out "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" The boy yells back "Roll of chicken wire." Old man says "What you gonna do with that?" Boy says "Gonna catch some chickens." Old man yells "Your a damn fool, you can't catch chickens with chicken wire!" The boy just laughs and keeps walking.
That evening at sunset the boy comes walking by and to the old man's surprise he is dragging behind him the chicken wire with about 30 chickens caught in it.
Same time next morning the old man is out watching the sun rise and he sees the boy walk by carrying something kind of round in his hand. Old man yells out "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" Boy yells back "Roll of duck tape." Old man says "What you gonna do with that?" Boy says back "Gonna catch me some ducks." Old man yells back, "Your a damn fool, you can't catch ducks with duck tape!" The boy just laughs and keeps walking.
That night around sunset the boy walks by coming home and to the old man's amazement he is trailing behind him the unrolled roll of duck tape with about 35 ducks caught in it.
Same time next morning the old man sees the boy walking by carrying what looks like a long reed with something fuzzy on the end. Old man says "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" Boy says "It's a pussy willow." The old man says "Hang on, I'll get my hat."
A Duck walks into a drugstore and says " Please give me a condom".
The druggest says " OK...shall I put it on your bill?"
The Duck says " HEY !! What kind of a Duck do you think I am ? "
A duck went to a plastic surgeon, 'Im ugly' he said. The plastic surgeon took a photo of the duck and scanned it into a computer. The surgeon then started rearranging the ducks features on the photo and at the same time, told the duck how much it would cost. 'Is that ok?' asked the surgeon, 'no' replied the duck, 'the bills too high!'