slant6billy
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Don't think I'm putting up with this crap:
WOW, there is one in every crowd....I don't have a cell phone and I'm never getting one;
I get the feeling that they are tracking devices; I mean doesn't Google know where you are to within a few feet, at all times?
When the Noahide Laws come in, and/or martial law, and you are carrying a phone; Those in high places will know at least three things;
where the gun-owners are, and
where the Christians are, and
what they all have been doing in the past lil while. You might as well paint a big ol' target on yur back.
And then they will know where every dead body is.
I got a land-line; with an answering machine.Occasionally I even might answer it. Mostly I delete a lotta telemarketing messages. I unplugged my TV over three years ago, and shortly afterwards, my one-time very expensive, but now just ancient, audio-system. Some days I really miss JR Cash.
All my kids know my land-line number. Mostly we go to each other's homes and then we talk to each other. So I can see their faces and read their body language, and hug them hello and hug them goodbye.
My wife has a cell, daymit. I had to get her one so that if in winter she gets stuck in a snowbank,while out working, she can call a towtruck.Well you know how that goes;that was something like 20 years ago, and 4 or 5 or 6 phones later........ Don't call home Honey I can't come and get you, remember we sold the other car to get you a daymn phone. Just cuz we're married,doesn't mean I gotta take chit from her;
Talk to the hand Honey, cuz my ears are on vacation.... Dear. What? No I don't have time to make supper.That's women's work; get the car home and I'll check it out and clean the snow and ice out from under the hood, so we still have a car tomorrow; you know; man's work. Remember the deal we made?; you do the inside work, and I do the outside work. What? Honey; who put three coats of paint on our two-story house three years ago in the summer I turned 64? Who was on the step-ladder, on top of the scaffolding, hanging onto the angel's wings to reach the peak? Was that you? No, I didn't think so. Who painted the deck the following summer, and graveled the driveway; Was that you? Who put brakes and tires on your car, and paid extra to get you a crossover CUV instead of a perfectly adequate sedan or hatch? Oh and btw who makes sure the engine has enough oil in it every week; is that you wiping the dipstick. Who mows the grass and cleans/ installs the storm windows every fall, and installs/removes the window shakers? Is that your strong back climbing up and down the ladder? No, that would be my fatazz. Speaking of fat, why is it that we are so overweight? Could it be because I haven't gotten my exercise for 12 years, two months three weeks and two days? What's your excuse? Make yur own daymn supper, I did.
BTW Nice throttle response,lol.
I don't have a cell phone and I'm never getting one;
I get the feeling that they are tracking devices; I mean doesn't Google know where you are to within a few feet, at all times?
When the Noahide Laws come in, and/or martial law, and you are carrying a phone; Those in high places will know at least three things;
where the gun-owners are, and
where the Christians are, and
what they all have been doing in the past lil while. You might as well paint a big ol' target on yur back.
And then they will know where every dead body is.
I got a land-line; with an answering machine.Occasionally I even might answer it. Mostly I delete a lotta telemarketing messages. I unplugged my TV over three years ago, and shortly afterwards, my one-time very expensive, but now just ancient, audio-system. Some days I really miss JR Cash.
All my kids know my land-line number. Mostly we go to each other's homes and then we talk to each other. So I can see their faces and read their body language, and hug them hello and hug them goodbye.
My wife has a cell, daymit. I had to get her one so that if in winter she gets stuck in a snowbank,while out working, she can call a towtruck.Well you know how that goes;that was something like 20 years ago, and 4 or 5 or 6 phones later........ Don't call home Honey I can't come and get you, remember we sold the other car to get you a daymn phone. Just cuz we're married,doesn't mean I gotta take chit from her;
Talk to the hand Honey, cuz my ears are on vacation.... Dear. What? No I don't have time to make supper.That's women's work; get the car home and I'll check it out and clean the snow and ice out from under the hood, so we still have a car tomorrow; you know; man's work. Remember the deal we made?; you do the inside work, and I do the outside work. What? Honey; who put three coats of paint on our two-story house three years ago in the summer I turned 64? Who was on the step-ladder, on top of the scaffolding, hanging onto the angel's wings to reach the peak? Was that you? No, I didn't think so. Who painted the deck the following summer, and graveled the driveway; Was that you? Who put brakes and tires on your car, and paid extra to get you a crossover CUV instead of a perfectly adequate sedan or hatch? Oh and btw who makes sure the engine has enough oil in it every week; is that you wiping the dipstick. Who mows the grass and cleans/ installs the storm windows every fall, and installs/removes the window shakers? Is that your strong back climbing up and down the ladder? No, that would be my fatazz. Speaking of fat, why is it that we are so overweight? Could it be because I haven't gotten my exercise for 12 years, two months three weeks and two days? What's your excuse? Make yur own daymn supper, I did.
BTW Nice throttle response,lol.