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Only a person in NEBRASKA could think of this. From the county where drunk driving is considered a sport, comes this true story. Recently a routine police patrol parked outside a bar after last call the officer noticed a man leaving the bar so apparently intoxicated that he could barely walk. The man stumbled around the parking lot for a few minutes, with the officer quietly observing. After what seemed an eternity in which he tried his keys on five different vehicl... Read More
This would be funny if it was NOT true. Scenario: Jack goes quail hunting before school, pulls into school parking lot with shotgun in gun rack. 1967 - Vice principal comes over to look at Jack's shotgun. He goes to his car and gets his shotgun to show Jack. 2007 - School goes into lock-down, and FBI is called. Jack is hauled off to jail and never sees his truck or gun again. Counselors called in for traumatized students and teachers. Scenario: Johnny and... Read More
So, I opted to go to Worlds of fun instead of watching the big game; which in hindsight was SO the right thing to do! Yikes. I LOVE Worlds of Fun, I love the roller coasters, I love not having to be rushed, I love that you have no agenda but to have fun, most of all I love that you can have as much fun there NOT drinking then you can at the bar dropping $100's on stuff you probably wont remember in the morning anyway. Worlds of fun has Fright Zone weekends now in preparation for H... Read More
I dunno if this is a good idea or not. I would have NO problem signing the girl one though! ... Read More
*My son is 15, I am pretty sure he would be gettin' a hurtin' if he did this too me!*A mother passing by her son's bedroom was astonished to
see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then
she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was
addressed to "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope
with trembling hands and read the letter. Dear Mom: It
is with great regret and sorrow that I'm w... Read More
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