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teapeebubbles

10/24/06 5:44 PM

#4776 RE: vixpix #4775

laughter is the best medicine ;)
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teapeebubbles

10/24/06 6:48 PM

#4778 RE: vixpix #4775

At a jewelry store, a young man, quiet, bought an expensive
locket as a present for his girlfriend.

"Don't you want her name engraved upon it?" asked the
jeweler. quiet thought for a moment, and then,
ever the pragmatic, steadfastly replied,

"No, just engrave it: To My One And Only Love. That
way, if we break up and she throws it back to me in
anger, I can use it again."
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teapeebubbles

10/24/06 6:51 PM

#4779 RE: vixpix #4775

I was born intelligent - education ruined me.
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teapeebubbles

10/24/06 6:52 PM

#4780 RE: vixpix #4775

One day, while fishing under the I-10 bridge in The
Atchafalaya Basin, Boudreaux made a confession.

"We all been friends for tirty year and been tru a lot.
I never told ya'll dis befo 'cause I don't wanna ruin
our friendship, but I'm gay."

Fontenot looked over at Thibodeaux and say, "We kinda
figured dat out a while back, but wadn't gonna say
nuttin' 'cause we didn't wanna embarrass you."

Boudreaux thanked them for their understanding and
continued, "Da reason I'm tollin' ya'll dis is 'cause
I got AIDS and I got six munt to liv. Ya'll da only
family I got lef and I want ya'll to promise me dat
yall wont let dem bary me. I'm scared of dem caskets
and I wanna be cremate. Den, I want ya'll to trow my
ashes from dat bridge up dair into dis swamp where
we've spent so much time together."

Fontenot and Thibodeaux wiped back a few tears, then
agreed to do what their friend as asked.

Sho' nough, six munts later Beoudreaux died, and they
were standing on the bridge with the ashes.

Fontenot was about to throw them out when Thibodeaux
stopped him: "Wait, you gotta say sumtin," he say.

"I donno what to say. I never was much about goin' to
church" Fontenot admitted.

Thibodeaux, he scratch his head, "Just say somtin'....
anyting, Make it rhyme."

Fontenot, he tought about it a while and started trowin'
dem ashes out over da swamp and say, "Ashes to ashes,
Dus to dus, if you liked women, You'd be here wit us."