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Incoming
Did you ever notice that,
the older we get
the more we’re like computers?
We start out with lots of
memory and drive.
Then we become outdated,
and eventually
have to get all our parts replaced!
Incoming
Some people make things happen, some watch things happen, while others wonder what has happened
Nieuwsgierig?
The things most people want to know about,
are usually none of their business.
George Bernard Shaw.
Incoming
Being happy doesn’t mean everything’s perfect. It means you’ve decided to see beyond the imperfections.
LOL
Wil je even een foto bekijken, krijg je dit bericht:
Flickr is having a massage.In the grand scheme of things, it’s really no big deal. But boy is it embarassing.
Wie zegt dat de humor de wereld uit is kon best wel eens gelijk hebben.
In cyberland is ‘ie gelukkig nog volop te vinden.
Loslopende kinderen

Een gewaarschuwd mens…is een oppassende ouder.
Incoming
“I can’t use the cell phone in the car.
I have to keep my hands free for making gestures.”…….
Incoming or outgoing?
IF MY BODY WAS A CAR
If my body was a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model. I’ve got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull, but that’s not the worst of it.
My fenders are too wide to be considered stylish. They were once as sleek as a little MG; now they look more like an old Buick.
My seat cushions have split open at the seams. My seats are sagging. Seat belts? I gave up all belts when Krispy Cremes opened a shop in my neighborhood.!
Air bag’s ?Forget it. The only bags I have these days are under my eyes. Not counting the saddlebags, of course.
I have soooooo many miles on my odometer. Sure, I’ve been many places and seen many things, but when’s the last time an appraiser factored life experiences against depreciation?
My headlights are out of focus and it’s especially hard to see things up close.
My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.
My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins.
It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed.
My fuel rate burns inefficiently.
But here’s the worst of it -almost every time I sneeze, cough or sputter….. either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires
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