Subj : Re: Metric Dozen To : Daryl Stout From : George Pope Date : Wed Dec 15 2021 10:15:04 > GP> Fair dinkum, mate. > I've got your fair dinkum right here. I'm not sure what dinkum is Latin for, but it must be reasonable. . . > GP> No idea where that expression began -- I'd say don't take a wooden > GP> cent or dime, too,. for that matter! Wooden dollars are okay, as paper > GP> money comes from. . wood! (mostly linen(flax), actually) > And, notice that doesn't apply to any other coinage?? Kind of what I just said, mate! ;) I know, I now, you've slept since then! > I'm sometimes wonder if the panhandlers are being schooled on how to > beg at the traffic lights. I've seen them go off the corner, get into > a fancy car (i.e. a Lexus), and drive off. I've heard of them pulling > a gun on drivers, and they throw food on the ground. What they want is > money for drugs and alcoholic beverages, if not sex with the hookers. Never assume, unless it is beneficially. Most are just hungry, & have heard of this as a way of getting some extra money to buy food. I used to be homeless & had to resort to panhandling on occasion (to avoid stealing) In spite of what y'all were assuming, I was not seeking money for drugs, booze, or hookers. (I was offered a free hooker once, from a pimp who grew up near where I did, but I said no thanks.) I was more hobo than bum -- traveled, willing to work anywhere at 'most anything in exchange for room, board, &/or currency of the realm. I bummed rides, sure, cuz it was safer than hoping a grain train. . . But I paid for my ride by helping keep the drivers awake through some or all of 2,000 miles of empty boring prairie. . . & I had some cassettes with good music which was a joy to those with limited supply of tapes in the car & terrible radio reception. Of course, some old men in cadillacs wanted more 'personal' forms of payment. If the ruide was dependent on such, I got out there, otherwise, I said no thanks & rode in silence to my destination, beside an old perv willing(eager) to hit on a teenage kid who looked like he was 12 years old! As they grew into the majority(*sigh*) of those stopping to pick me up, I began seeking new ways to get rides going long distances. whoops, wrong echo. . .jokes & funnies. . . hmm. . .hobo. . . > GP> 1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila, floor. > How many rounds of Jose Cuervo?? -- as the song goes. All of them; I ain't no quitter! > For me and my late wife, it was like the country song "I've got all the > love a man could want, waiting for me at home". Now, if a member of the > opposite sex gave us a hug or a kiss, we'd razz the crap out of each > other. Sounds like how it'd go with mine & me. . . :D > GP> I'm guessing he was explaining why je wanted to take his wife on a > GP> vacation to Iceland? > Walter said they visited the volcanoes, and his wife kept saying to > him "Stop trying to push me in!!". My thoery is the male leaders of a tribe ca,e up with that virgin into a volcano thing to help get nubile girls to willingly 'give it up' mayor's son: Hey, Bethany, I heard you were going to be selected to be this year's sacrifice tot yhe volcano gods. I can guarantee that you won't be the one they toss into the burning fire & brimstone. . . but it requires a bit of sacrifice on your part, in gratitude, to me. . . > GP> I pacifically axed you not to use that pun, I'm sure. . . > I've slept since then. That's how it works for me, too, but I've never thought of saying so out loud. I'm going to start, though! > GP> If you lend somebody $20 & then never see them again, it was worth it. > I'm so broke I can't pay attention. I always say that,m sometimes. You took the words right out of mny mouth. . . how unsanitary! (both those one liners from Archie comics I read in the late 1070s) Back to hobos: I invented a bouncing platform to help obese hobos lose weight. I call it a Tramp o' Lean Q: What do you call two hobos hitting each other with cardboard? A: Pillow fight If witches, drunks, and hobos show up at my doorstep, I can only assume it’s Halloween. Because our family reunion was in April. Did you hear about the fight between the two hobos yesterday? One bit off the other's nose! What a senseless, scentless, centless act of violence. Q: What is the difference between a businessman on a bike and hobo on a tricycle? A: a tire / attire. Some whales just started a music group Its called the orchestra. Ladies and gentleman, Hoboes and tramps, Cross-eyed beetles, And bow-legged ants. Pull up a seat, And sit on the floor. I'm going to tell you a story I know nothing about. One dark day, In the middle of the night. Two dead boys, They stood up to fight. Back to back They faced each other. Drew their swords, And shot each other. The deaf policeman heard it all, She came to shoot those two dead boys. Don't believe this lie is true? Go ahead, ask the blind man. He saw it, too. Your friend, <+]:{)} Cyberpope, Bishop of ROM --- SBBSecho 3.14-Linux * Origin: The Rusty MailBox - Penticton, BC Canada (1:153/757.2) .