hobbes4star

http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story2&cid=816&ncid=816&e=3&u=/ap/20020815/ap_on_re_us/obit_headrick_1 just take my ashes and make me into a bone head mindwrap... if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

ok problem seems to be fixed. i rebooted and downloaded opera. the problems seems to be fixed. thanks to everyone for your help.

Ok this is my work computer and my boss is an idiot is running window ME. ya ya i know All the error code says is the the explorer browser has caused a default error and is closeing the program. i know next to nothing about computers so i have no idea what i am doing here. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

ok i think i have a virus but norton dosen't find anything. my browser keeps causing a default causing it to close and than the computer wants to send a error report to Micosoft, and as soon as it gets done it opens another browser and the process repeatis its self. any suggestions??? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

kids say the darndest things don't they?? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

A blonde and her boyfriend were sitting at home one night and became bored. "Hey, let's play a game" she said. "What game?" was his bored reply. "Let's play hide'n'seek. I'll give you a blow-job if you can find me." "What if I can't find you?" "I'll be behind the piano."

HH this rocks thanks again and the next time you are in eloy their will be some jump tickets waiting for ya.

the military will pay you to skydive from what i hear. of course i belive that the high alt is 1000ft. but hey at least they pay you. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

that sucks dude sorry to hear that. do you have any plans??? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

sounds like a stunt that he should film.. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA >picks self off of floor wiping tears away< who the hell came up with that?? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox/the_transporter/medium.html if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

thank you for making my day lisa.... if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

i belive it's to catch um um the money shot. right? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

who was tackling him?? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

regrett is forever.... if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

i know exactly what you mean but lack of funds, flying skill, and people always henders it. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

BLAMESTORMING: Sitting around in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed, and who was responsible. SEAGULL MANAGER: A manager who flies in, makes a lot of noise, craps on everything and then leaves. ASSMOSIS: The process by which some people seem to absorb success and advancement by kissing up to the boss rather than working hard. SALMON DAY: The experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die in the end. CUBE FARM: An office filled with cubicles. PRAIRIE DOGGING: When someone yells or drops something loudly in a cube farm, and people's heads pop up over the walls to see what's going on. MOUSE POTATO: The on-line answer to the couch potato. SITCOM: Single Income, Two Children, Oppressive Mortgage. What yuppies turn into when they have children and one of them stops working to stay home with the kids. STARTER MARRIAGE: A short-lived first marriage that ends in divorce with no kids, no property and no regrets. STRESS PUPPY: A person who seems to thrive on being stressed out and whiny. SWIPEOUT: An ATM or credit card that has been rendered useless because the magnetic strip is worn away from extensive use. XEROX SUBSIDY: Euphemism for swiping free photocopies from one's workplace. IRRITAINMENT: Entertainment and media spectacles that are annoying but you find yourself unable to stop watching them. The O.J. trial was a prime example. Bill Clinton's Grand Jury testimony is another. PERCUSSIVE MAINTENANCE: The fine art of whacking the shit out of an electronic device to get it to work again. VULCAN NERVE PINCH: The taxing hand position required to reach all the appropriate keys for some computer commands. ADMINISPHERE: The rarefied organizational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the adminisphere are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve. 404: Someone who's clueless. From the World Wide Web error message "404 Not Found," meaning that the requested document could not be located. GENERICA: Features of the American landscape that are exactly the same no matter where one is, such as fast food joints, strip malls, subdivisions. OHNOSECOND: That minuscule fraction of time in which you realize that you've just made a BIG mistake. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

Be on the lookout! Police warn all male clubbers, party-goers, and unsuspecting pub regulars to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman. A date rape drug on the market, called "beer", is used by females to target unsuspecting men. The drug is found in liquid form, and is now available almost anywhere. "Beer" is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and have sex with them. Typically, a woman needs only to persuade a guy to consume a few units of "beer" and then simply ask him home for no-strings-attached sex. Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several "beers" men will often succumb to desires to perform sexual acts on horrific looking women to whom they would never normally be attracted. After drinking "beer", men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened the night before...usually with a vague feeling that something bad occurred. At other times these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life savings in a familiar scam known as "a relationship". Apparently men are much more susceptible to this scam after "beer" is administered and sex is offered by the predatory female. Please! Forward this warning to every male you know. However, if you fall victim to this insidious "beer" and the predatory women administering it, there are male support groups with venues in every town where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter in an open and frank manner with similarly affected, like-minded guys. For the support group nearest you, just look up "Drop-zone" in the yellow pages. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

i knew it all along. Why else would it be one of the major food groups if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

heeeeyyyy i just heard that joke on the radio... if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

i love that cult song. have you heard the long version?? if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

The priest in a small Irish village was very fond of the chickens he kept in the hen house out the back of the parish manse. He had a cock rooster and about ten hens. One Saturday night the cock rooster went missing and, as that was the time he suspected cock fights occurred in the village, he decided to do something about it at church the next morning. At Mass, he asked the congregation, "Has anybody got a cock?" All the men stood up. "No, no," he said. "That wasn't what I meant. Has anybody seen a cock?" All the women stood up. "No, no," he said. "That wasn't what I meant, either. Has anybody seen a cock that doesn't belong to them?" Half the women stood up. "No, no," he said. "That still wasn't what I meant. Has anybody seen my cock?" All the nuns stood up. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandmother about current events. The grandson asked his grandmother what she thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general. The Grandma replied, "Well, let me think a minute. I was born before television, penicillin, polio shots, frozen foods, Xerox, contact lenses, Frisbees and the pill. There was no radar, credit cards, laser beams or ball-point pens. Man had not invented pantyhose, air conditioners, dishwashers, clothes dryers, and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and man hadn't yet walked on the moon. Your Grandfather and I got married first-and then lived together. Every family had a father and a mother. Until I was 25, I called every man older than I, 'Sir'- and after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, 'Sir.' We were before gay-rights, computer-dating, dual careers, daycare centers and group therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions. Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums. We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny and the President's speeches on our radios. And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey. If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan' on it, it was junk. The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam. Pizza Hut, McDonald's and instant coffee were unheard of. We had five & dime stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents. Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards. You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600 but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon. In my day, "grass" was mowed, "coke" was a cold drink, "pot" was something your mother cooked in, and "rock music" was your grandmother's lullaby. "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office, "chip" meant a piece of wood, "hardware" was found in a hardware store, and "software" wasn't even a word. And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap..... And how old do you think this grandmother is? She is only 58 years old. if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?

bwahhhahahahahah.... just kidding if fun were easy it wouldn't be worth having, right?