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When you have a bad day you blame it on....
The stars
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I blame no-one, I like my bad days, I get in creative mode and can compose music, paint and/or write good stuff. The worst I get it, the better. Thank you stars, myself, partner and whoever involved in my awful day. Carrying on like this I'll get rich!
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PostPosted: Sat May 03, 2003 7:35 pm    Post subject: Are you having a bad day? Reply with quote

As a matter of fact I am having a bad day. I have had quite a few of those lately...and I am starting to wonder whether I should get worried and do something about it (like consulting the stars Laughing ) Today my leg started hurting, so I had to give up the Millenium Marijuana March. I had been looking forward to it for almost a year now... and this happens... agh!

But there's worse Cool


Fire authorities in California found a corpse in a burned out section of forest while assessing the damage done by a forest fire. The deceased male was dressed in a full wet suit, complete with scuba tanks on his back, flippers, and face mask.
A post-mortem revealed that the person died not from burns, but from massive internal injuries. Dental records provided a positive identification. Investigators then set about to determine how a fully clad diver ended up in the middle of a forest fire.
It was revealed that on the day of the fire, the person went for a diving trip off the coast some 20 miles from the forest. The fire-fighters, seeking to control the fire as quickly as possible, called in a fleet of helicopters with very large dip buckets. Water was dipped from the ocean and then flown to the forest fire and emptied.

You guessed it.......
One minute our diver was making like Flipper in the Pacific, the next he was doing the breast stroke in a fire dip bucket 300 feet in the air. Apparently he extinguished exactly 5'10" of the fire.
Some days it just doesn't pay to get out of bed.

This article was taken from the California Examiner,


A man was working on his motorcycle on his patio and his wife was in the kitchen. The man was racing the engine on the motorcycle when it accidentally slipped into gear. The man, still holding onto the handle bars, was dragged through the glass patio doors and along with the motorcycle dumped onto the floor inside the house. The wife, hearing the crash, ran into the dining room and found her husband lying on the floor, cut and bleeding, the motorcycle lying next to him and the shattered patio door. The wife ran to the phone and summoned the ambulance.
Because they lived on a fairly large hill, the wife went down the several flights of stairs to the street to escort the paramedics to her husband. After the ambulance arrived and transported the man to the hospital, the wife uprighted the motorcycle and pushed it outside. Seeing that gas was spilled on the floor, the wife got some paper towels, blotted up the gasoline, and threw the towels in the toilet. The man was treated and released to come home. Upon arriving home, he looked at the shattered patio door and the damage done to his motorcycle. He became despondent, went to the bathroom, sat down on the toilet and smoked a cigarette. After finishing the cigarette, he flipped it between his legs into the toilet bowl while seated. The wife, who was in the kitchen, heard the loud explosion and her husband screaming. She ran into the bathroom and found her husband lying on the floor. His trousers had been blown away and he was suffering burns on the buttocks, the back of his legs, and his groin. The wife again ran to the phone to call the ambulance.
The very same paramedic crew was dispatched and the wife met them at the street. The paramedics loaded the husband on to the stretcher and began carrying him to the street. While they were going down the stairs to the street accompanied by the wife, one of the paramedics asked the wife how the husband had burned himself. She told them and the paramedics started laughing so hard, one of them slipped and tipped the stretcher, dumping the husband out. He fell down the remaining stairs and broke his arm.

Taken from a Florida Newspaper.


Just remember, it could be worse.....

1. The average cost of rehabilitating a seal after the Exxon Valdez oil spill in Alaska was $80,000. At a special ceremony, two of the most expensively saved animals were released back into the wild amid cheers and applause from onlookers. A minute later, in full view, a killer whale ate them both.

2. A psychology student in New York rented out her spare room to a carpenter in order to nag him constantly and study his reactions. After 2 weeks of nagging, he attacked her with a shovel and left her mentally retarded.

3. A woman came home to find her husband in the kitchen, shaking frantically with what looked like a wire running from his waist towards the electric kettle. Intending to jolt him away from the deadly current she whacked him with a handy plank of wood by the back door, breaking his arm in two places. Until that moment he had been happily listening to his Walkman.

And finally.......

4 . Iraqi terrorist, Khay Rahnajet, didn't pay enough postage on a letter bomb. It came back with "return to sender" stamped on it. Forgetting it was the bomb, he opened it and was blown to bits.

Today's not so bad, is it.????????
'You, your joys and your sorrows, your memories and your ambitions, your sense of personal identity and free will, are in fact no more than the behaviour of a vast assembly of nerve cells and their associated molecules,' Francis Crick (1916~2004)

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 28, 2003 10:00 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

When you occasionally have a really bad day,
and you just need to take it out on someone,
don't take it out on someone you know,
take it out on someone you don't know.
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered
a phone call I had forgotten to make.
I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying, "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Fred Hanifin.
Could I please speak with Robin Carter?"
Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me.
I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.
I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her.
I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled,
"You're an **!" and hung up.
I wrote his number down with the word '**' next to it,
and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks,
when I was paying bills or had a really bad day,
I'd call him up and yell, "You're an **!"
It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID came to our area,
I thought my therapeutic '**' calling would have to stop.
So, I called his number and said,
"Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company.
I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?"
He yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down.
I quickly called him back and said,
"That's because you're an **!"
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot.
Some guy in a black BMW cut me off
and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for.
I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot.
The idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car window
so, I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first **,
(I had his number on speed dial),
I thought I had better call the BMW **, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"
"Yes, it is."
"Can you tell me where I can see it?"
"Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street.
It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front."
"What's your name?" I asked. "My name is Don Hansen," he said.
"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"
"I'm home every evening after five."
"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
"Don, you're an **." Then I hung up,
and added his number to my speed dial, too.
Now, when I had a problem, I had two ** to call.
But after several months of calling them,
it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be.
So, I came up with an idea. I called ** #1.
"Hello." "You're an **!" But I didn't hang up.
"Are you still there?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Stop calling me," he screamed.
"Make me," I said.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"My name is Don Hansen."
"Yeah? Where do you live?"
"**, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house,
with my black Beamer parked in front."
He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don.
And you had better start saying your prayers."
I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, **."
Then I called ** #2.
"Hello?" he said.
"Hello, **," I said.
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are?"
"You'll what?" I said.
"I'll kick your ass," he exclaimed.
I answered, "Well, **, here's your chance.
I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police,
saying that I lived at 1802 West 34th Street,
and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 13 News
about the gang war going down on West 34th Street.
I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th Street.
There I saw two ** beating the crap out of each other
in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter and a news crew.

NOW, I feel better.

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 28, 2003 11:22 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote


used to do similar thing, ring up someone didnt like an ask for Bob Smith, Bobs not there, ok
ring every once and a while (always very late), get mates to ring an ask for Bob, always polite, get people from interstate and overseas to ring an ask for bob.
any how 6 months later ring him an ask him are there any messages for bob. Hey Im Bob had any messages Wink

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PostPosted: Fri Nov 28, 2003 11:25 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I usualy have bad days. I blame myself.

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PostPosted: Sat Nov 29, 2003 5:02 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I've had a bad year, does that qualify? smash
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