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Excellent info - thanks!

I'll bet that bloodhound could smell those skivvies from a mile away.

Interesting article. Read on. HERE 1. It is illegal to die in the Houses of Parliament (27 percent) 2. It is an act of treason to place a postage stamp bearing the British monarch upside-down (seven percent) 3. In Liverpool, it is illegal for a woman to be topless except as a clerk in a tropical fish store (six percent) 4. Mince pies cannot be eaten on Christmas Day (five percent) 5. In Scotland, if someone knocks on your door and requires the use of your toilet, you must let them enter (four percent) 6. A pregnant woman can legally relieve herself anywhere she wants, including in a policeman's helmet (four percent) 7. The head of any dead whale found on the British coast automatically becomes the property of the king, and the tail of the queen (3.5 percent) 8. It is illegal to avoid telling the tax man anything you do not want him to know, but legal not to tell him information you do not mind him knowing (three percent) 9. It is illegal to enter the Houses of Parliament in a suit of armour (three percent) 10. In the city of York it is legal to murder a Scotsman within the ancient city walls, but only if he is carrying a bow and arrow (two percent)

Avast! Harpoon that whale!

Those aren't buoys.

Nice.

A real stag party.

Apparently Comet 17P/Holmes has reappeared as an "exploding comet" in our skies in the past week, and is visible to the naked eye to the north after sunset. It also was observed doing this in 1892. The cloud surrounding the comet is larger than Jupiter. I wasn't aware of this. I'm going to look for it after the sun sets this evening. HERE

Boo. I'll remember that pun. An old man goes to see the doctor and gets some tests. When the results come in, the doctor calls the old man in and says, "You'd better sit down. It's pretty bad." The old man becomes nervous and asks, "What is it, Doc? Don't hold back -- just give it to me straight." "Well," says the doctor, "you have cancer and you have Alzheimers." The man replies, "Wow. Well, at least I don't have cancer."

Well, the salmon run is peaking in Bliss Creek behind my home this week. They are now actively spawning and have carved out a huge run in the gravel for that purpose. As you know, this is a one-way trip for these fish. Their bodies have turned dark brown as death overtakes them, and you can see white areas on tails and fins where the flesh is beginning to decay. The tail of the top fish in the lower photo is shredded from moving gravel. Most of these fish will be dead by month's end, but fresh runs will continue into November and beyond. December 17 last year I actually saw a fresh one out of Lake Michigan making a bed.

Well, I've known a few folks like that. Close relations, in fact. Here's my pseudo-philosophic thought for today: Life is like a sh*t sandwich - the more bread you have, the less sh*t you have to eat.

I've been reading that y'all have been a bit dry down there. I believe it was near Atlanta that they banned outdoor watering and will fine anyone caught doing so. Is it that bad yet in your area? Ken

Maybe. What kind of fun do you think these Americans have?

Suits my musical taste.

Great advice, man. I quit my 2 pack per day habit 20 years ago this month, but I know I could start up again right now, because they still smell good to me. Welcome back!

An 86-year-old man walked into a crowded waiting room and approached the desk. The receptionist said, "Hello, sir. Can you please tell me why you're here to see the doctor today?" "There's something wrong with my dick," he replied. The receptionist became irritated and said, "You shouldn't come into a crowded waiting room and say things like that." "Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told you," he said. The receptionist replied, "Now you've caused some embarrassment in this room full of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and discussed the problem further with the doctor in private." The man replied, "You shouldn't ask people questions in a room full of strangers, if the answer could embarrass anyone." The man walked out, waited several minutes and then re-entered. The receptionist smiled smugly and asked, "Yes?" "There's something wrong with my ear," he stated. The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing he had taken her advice. "And what is wrong with your ear, sir?" "I can't pi$$ out of it," he replied.

Story Here I've ice-fished Cranberry Lake several times the past four winters. This small lake, which straddles the Kent/Ottawa county line not too far from my home, is directly in the path of Kenowa avenue, which ends at the water's edge on both the north and south sides of the lake. Well, a few weeks ago some poor guy drove his truck into the lake sometime in the night, and was found floating by a fisherman. In the process of recovering the vehicle divers discovered a Chevy Lumina with a woman's body inside, and police are speculating that it may be a woman missing these past four years. Apparently she, like the recent victim, drove into the lake unaware of the danger, and was either killed on impact or by drowning. And she's been down there ever since. I've always thought it strange that the road just ended at the lake. At least her family can now have closure. I can't help but wonder if we ever set up our fishing shanty above her car in the past. I believe the lake is a bit less than 20 feet in depth. The article also mentions another guy who drowned back in 1998 when his car sank through the ice when he and two others tried to drive across the frozen lake. They were, as you might guess, completely drunk at the time. Boneheads.

Like it.

Sounds about right.

Brilliant!

Oh man, that's funny, Jan. Elvis died in the '70's, however. Maybe.

Here's a site for an upcoming series on Showtime about a mass murderer. They have a promo going on in which you send an email to your friends with a YouTube style video that informs them they're the next likely victim. It looks authentic, so don't send it to those who can't take a joke. It's HERE. Watch the preview before you send it. Or send one to yourself. My wife hasn't seen hers yet - hope she's not angry!

What clever birds. Thanks for the link, Jim M.

Silly me. I had forgotten that Chips = French Fries over here. Haven't the foggiest idea why we call them french fries, either.