I found this picture of the Rapture.

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I found this picture of the Rapture.


I just got done playing basketball with my brother Chuck. We play about 5 times a week. Usually our games are friendly. Today was different.
We play a game called 21. For the uninitiated, you play to 21 points, with the caveat that – like the card game, you cannot go over 21. This is not really important. The important part is that Chuck made every shot he put up. He was up 20 to 0 like 5 minutes into the game. I responded by going insane.
I kept getting more and more frustrated and angry. I stopped talking to him. I kicked the ball. I threw it at him. After losing twice, I attempted to walk off the court during the third game because I felt that Chuck was no longer playing hard. He had to convince me to come back and finish the game – which I won.
What in god’s name is wrong with me?
Colleen and Tom and their family were not involved in the Minneapolis bridge collapse. The bridge runs very close to Tom’s club, the Kitty Kat Club, where they had their wedding, but they and everyone they know are okay. Thank goodness.
Thanks to Yancey for reminding me that I should put something up here for everyone.
And this is how we feel.

Right here.

In your face.
So I can stalk you. Please email them to
johannebanana@yahoo.com
Big best wishes
Amber
Yesterday the wife and I were on our way home from a firework display by our house. While we were on one of those little ramps that goes from the intersection to the sidewalk, I noticed that I had to tie my shoe. So I bent over for literally like 5 seconds to resecure the laces, so I didn’t trip and kill myself. Well, I’m not down there 3 seconds, when I hear “Excuse me.”
I look up and it’s a woman pushing another woman in a wheelchair. She needs the ramp. That’s fine. But why can’t she wait like 2 more seconds. She can see what I’m doing. It’s not like I’m setting up camp. I’m tying my freaking shoe. Let me finish up, and I will be out of your way. There was no poisonous gas seeping down on us. Just a person who feels like she doesn’t have to wait. I guess I’m just saying handicapped people think they are royalty in our country. And they should all be killed.

Makes a change for a country other than the UK to be stirring the shite!
(The following picture could be construed as NWF)