SPRING BREAK! ARE YOU READY?
posted by American Crusader @ 1:16 PM
22 comments
Yankee Imperialist
The usual meaning of Islam in Arabic is not "peace" but "submission."
The usual meaning of Islam in Arabic is not "peace" but "submission."
22 Comments:
Did somebody forget to tell her that the sand was actually composed of natron? She needs to learn to sit on a towel when wearin' something like that.
...and don't forget kiddies, next week's scary, scary movie is: The Mummy Hits Daytona, in 3-D!
Ooooh! Very scary stuff!
I think I lost my quarter. Anybody seen it?
just WHAT is that blue string supposed to be hiding?
dear Lord, a.c. - that is scary as farmer has already stated.
...the coin slot?
she needs to wrap the whole dayamed towel about herself!
there's nothing on her that would hold a coin but the crook of her elbow, perhaps.
"Smithers! Give that young maiden my towel."
"Stop dawdling, Smithers. Do it!"
ROFLMAO!
what about the chubster in the background to the left? is there a towel BIG enough for that?
Makes me wonder how redwine's new camera is supposed to work when fat people and skinny people try and squeeze into the same camera shot.
...at least chubby didn't make the same fashion mistake.
you don't suppose a.c. started this blog just so thee and me would have something to do in our off time, do ya?
Longrange has the only link to it that I know of...other than Farmer's Letters.
What is the scoop with this site AC? How come YOU don't have any links to it?
ps - And nanc, we've got to stop meeting like this... people will begin to talk! Besides, I thought that you were the promoter of fine blogs, not me. I only read them.
perhaps we should keep this one to ourselves?
now, i have some promoting to do...
Tell the truth fj..she's a hottie!
This site is for anything other than politics.
A hottie?
I think you need a little shore leave, AC!
i have a feeling, the farmer leans more toward the rubenesque...
The spoils of war ain't what they used to be,
Sorry, but I prefer my women within a standard deviation or two of normal. And I usually don't complain about the tails of women at both tails unless wrapper doesn't cover the package sufficiently.
Even 2 standard deviations from the norm might be pushing it.
Beauty definitely rests in the eye of the beholder. Or in my particular case, above and behind the eyes of the beholder. But unlike Shakespeare, I make no attempt to preserve her for the sake of reminiscence
Shakespeare, "Sonnet #2"
When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery so gazed on now,
Will be a totter'd weed of small worth held:
Then being asked, where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days;
To say, within thine own deep sunken eyes,
Were an all-eating shame, and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserv'd thy beauty's use,
If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse,'
Proving his beauty by succession thine!
This were to be new made when thou art old,
And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold.
---
Plato "Phaedrus"
It would take a long time to repeat all that Thamus said to Theuth in praise or blame of the various arts. But when they came to letters, This, said Theuth, will make the Egyptians wiser and give them better memories; it is a specific both for the memory and for the wit. Thamus replied: O most ingenious Theuth, the parent or inventor of an art is not always the best judge of the utility or inutility of his own inventions to the users of them. And in this instance, you who are the father of letters, from a paternal love of your own children have been led to attribute to them a quality which they cannot have; for this discovery of yours will create forgetfulness in the learners' souls, because they will not use their memories; they will trust to the external written characters and not remember of themselves. The specific which you have discovered is an aid not to memory, but to reminiscence, and you give your disciples not truth, but only the semblance of truth; they will be hearers of many things and will have learned nothing; they will appear to be omniscient and will generally know nothing; they will be tiresome company, having the show of wisdom without the reality.
...and I know far too many quick witted, yet tiresome men and women, who have already cast away far too many beauties suffering them to float defenseless on the surface of the collective pool of narcissistic reminiscence.
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