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Canberra, ACT, Australia
I serve, honor and fear GOD I love my wife I love my daughter I love my parents I love my relations I like everybody else I can tolerate and I forgive... thats all you need to know

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

speeding


Speeding

A police officer pulls a guy over for speeding and has the following exchange:
Officer: May I see your driver's license?
Driver: I don't have one. I had it suspended when I got my 5th DUI.
Officer: May I see the owner's card for this vehicle?
Driver: It's not my car. I stole it.
Officer: The car is stolen?
Driver: That's right. But come to think of it, I think I saw the owner's card in the glove box when I was putting my gun in there.
Officer: There's a gun in the glove box?
Driver: Yes sir. That's where I put it after shot and killed the woman who owns this car and stuffed her in the trunk.
Officer: There's a BODY in the TRUNK?!?!?
Driver: Yes, sir.
Hearing this, the officer immediately called his captain. The car was quickly surrounded by police, and the captain approached the driver to handle the tense situation:
Captain: Sir, may I see your license?
Driver: Sure. Here it is. It was valid.
Captain: Whose car is this?
Driver: It's mine, officer. Here's the owner's card. The driver owned the car.
Captain: Could you slowly open your glove box so I can see if there's a gun in it?
Driver: Yes, sir, but there's no gun in it. Sure enough, there was nothing in the glove box.
Captain: Would you mind opening your trunk? I was told you said there's a body in it.
Driver: No problem. Trunk is opened; no body.
Captain: I don't understand it. The officer who stopped you said you told him you didn't have a license, stole the car, had a gun in the glovebox, and that there was a dead body in the trunk.
Driver: Really? Ain't that something? And I'll bet the lying sucker told you I was speeding, too ...

Monday, January 25, 2010

BETHANY

Bethany you are the one
barossas sunshine queen
and bethany you are the one
I dream of in my dreams

your chocolate cherry cherry lips
your shape so firm n shine
bethany in just a bit
you're going to be mwine

I'll pluck you from the lonley den
where candles steal the show
and bethany,tonight with you
we'll dance and dance real slow

hate the name, its a hookers! I'm not a hooker


BEKKY SAYER

There was a diane sayer
she didnt like her name
the name her mother called her
She thought that it was lame

Her brother said, hey sister
lets call you beck instead
and she said thats a great idea
Bekky Sayer not, diane dread

So now her daddy calls her
bekky when he's around
and when she's angry mother cries
Diane Rebekah Sayer, you're a hound!

Thursday, January 14, 2010

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