Military intervention not solution to terrorist threat
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The Paris terror attacks were barbaric but also startling, leading many to ask what could be done to prevent this kind of terrorism in the future.
Well, one man has a clear answer. "That attack you saw in Paris? You'll see an attack in the United States," Senator John McCain told the New York Times. Elaborating on how to stop this from happening, he explained to the Times and to CNN that it would require a more aggressive American military strategy across the greater Middle East, with a no-fly zone and ground troops in Syria and more troops in Iraq and Afghanistan.
This theory was sometimes described during the Iraq war as, "We fight them there so we don't have to fight them here."
It was wrong then and it's wrong now.
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Run out of booze FUGLY biatch?
High heels make no difference on a fat woman. Care to debate earrings on pigs?
It does not one bit of good for a pig to wear earrings . Or worse wear high heels.
So don't dress your girlfriend that way. Who cares?
Zzzzzzzz
I have a fetish to share: a morbidly obese woman in a pink slip, house slippers, and Coco Chanel plastic jewelry. She has to be bald but wearing a wig.
That's pretty brand-specific, JIF.
Jigglypuff? Lmao that was hillarious @ banasy! And is THAT really our Joey? If it is he has become an even bigger hero to me lol.
Yes, it's JIF, Chrissy.
Lol @ banasy he probably passed out long ago! He quit posting around 1 am.
He just posted on the first blog, so he's awake.
Hes only mentioning the high heels because i once mentioned to you that my biggest fashion expense was SHOES! In fact my daughters tell me always "when you die mom the only thing we want are your shoes. And my youngest wants all my high heels". So he used that reference in a stupid attempt to hurt me. Just like his dumb endorsement of "men" using baseball bats on women. So obviously he didnt just abuse his exes verbally he was also a physical abusing punk as well. He truly needs to be locked up.
What a silly thing to focus on, Chrissy; how does he ignore the information given to him on a daily basis, but zero in on a throwaway comment you once made?
In addition to the fact that he's fatter than you?
So what if you like shoes? Some people collect guns, some collect empty booze bottles, you collect books and shoes.
I'm interested in hearing how your fondness for shoes is going to be turned into a gigantic moral failing.
As for his endorsement of violence against women, did you expect anything less?
I wonder if he gets aroused every time he passed a DSW or a Payless?
Well tomorrow is Fat Tuesday. But in honor of our local expert on the subject of BMI (and everything else) the Mardi Gras panel has decided it forthwith be known as Obese Tuesday.
But after an extended study, it has been concluded that Tuesday is Fat because of a gland condition. So let's cut her some slack and hope we can get her BMI down to acceptable limits.
As long as she doesn't wear high heels. Or earrings.
A hairshirt is fine, though.
How is BeadQuest going, Rawr?
If beads were money, I'd be filthy rich right now. Tomorrow, (Obese Tuesday) is the culmination of the party season and Wednesday, most Catholics will get their foreheads smudged and Lent will begin.
We went to Joe Cain Day yesterday and today are resting, which is the tradition to prepare for Obese Tuesday.
Let's not be PC about it: Morbidly Obese Tuesday.
How silly of me to try to be PC. One would think that one would have more common sense. But then again, I am not the common type.
But you got the most beads. That cannot be emphasized enough.
SIX EXAMPLES WHY TO MAKE SURE YOUR BRAIN IS IN GEAR BEFORE YOU SPEAK :
FIRST TESTIMONY:
I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and
asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a b low job?" I
turned around and walked back out and never went back My husband didn't
say a word...
he knew better.
SECOND TESTIMONY:
I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was
unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for
several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works
at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked
at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."
THIRD TESTIMONY:
My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a
variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the
boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, "No, I'm just
looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy
grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister
has never let me forget.
FOURTH TESTIMONY:
While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release
some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her
after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I
told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be
punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as
threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that
I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!" The silence was deafening
after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they
were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank
with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door closed
behind me, were screams of laughter.
FIFTH TESTIMONY:
Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My
three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty raining and I was
on him constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in
between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While
enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, she was clean. The realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No". I kept
thinking "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes
with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an
accident?"
"No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because
the smell was getting worse. Soooooo, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!"
While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he
calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An old couple made me feel
better, thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!
LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY:
This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarras sed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get any!
We had a female news anchor that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked:
"So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?"
Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!
@ banasy Ikr? What kinda freak thinks its ok to beat a woman with a baseball bat just because hes drunk and he can? Spawn of satan thats who!
What kind of person twists the Bible to justify his own crimes? We know that answer, don't we, Chrissy?
The Russian wrestling team and American wrestling team are having a 5-on-5 exhibition match. Both teams are down to their final wrestlers, tied at two wins apiece. The remaining American wrestler is 5'10", 175lbs., and his Russian counterpart is 6'7", 300lbs and all muscle. The American coach sends his wrestler into the match with little hope of winning. As expected, the Russian has way with the American. Suddenly, the American explosively turns the match around, pins the Russian, and gains the victory for the American team.
The American wrestler returns to the sidelines where the coach asks him, "Son, how were you able to defeat that big Russian? Honestly, I didn't give you much of a chance."
The wrestler says, "Well, coach, when he had me down on the ground all rolled up, I saw a pair of nuts dangling in front of my face, and I just bit them as hard as I could."
The coach is shocked. "That's how you beat him?!"
"Hell yeah!" the wrestler says. "You'd be surprised what you can do when you bite your own nuts!"
Groaner...according to my handy dandy BMI calculator, the American had a BMI of 25.1, considered overweight, and the Russian had a whopping BMI of 33.8; obese.
According to Philip's version of The Word, neither of then would survive, because The Lord would smite them for being fatty bubalattys.
Envision, if you will, a tower of fire suddenly erupting in the ring, with nothing left of the two but a smoldering puddle of spandex and moob sweat.
Lmao @ bobcat...you go with your bad self. And eat a few of those paczkis for me also. Preferably custard ok? Lol too bad you couldnt make it to hamtramak for the best ones eh? Lol
Hamtramak !!! Now there's a place I haven't heard of in ages. And let's forget Golomkis, Pierogi, Kielbasa and cabbage.
Damn, I just made myself hungry. Btw, do they still hold the ethnic festivals ?
Let's "not" forget.
@ banasy, i seriously doubt hes ever even read the whole bible! Probably picks and chooses the parts that pertain to whichever agenda he has at that particular moment.
Oh yes they do @ bobcat! And i cook THE best golomkis! My father in law is polish and whenever i come for a visit he requests them. I always end up having to make a huge turkey roaster full of them!
Even though I'm a mixture of German, Irish and English, I pretty much was raised on Polish food. Nothing better. Except maybe a good Wienerschnitzel or steamed brats and hard rolls or corned beef and cabbage. Damn, I just had to get a towel to wipe up the drool.
Galompkis i mean.
Lol i hear ya @ bobcat...except my mom is italian and irish so we were forced to eat alot of italian food! And yes i meant forced. Can you imagine her horror that i did not like riccotta cheese or italian sausage? Lol not to mention my anorexic behavior made me wanta hurl at the site of pasta! Lol but you wouldnt believe what a mean pot roast i can make. Roast, lipton onion soup mix, carrots then later potatoes and when almost done the grand finale ingredient....chopped cabbage! Now i made myself hungry! See what youve done to me bad boy!
And again @ bobcat regarding your LAST TESTIMONY....and i believe i may have told you this before but....that is exactly why women cannot paralel park. Because for years men have been telling them 3 or 4 inches was really 6 or 8 inches. Making it harder (no pun intended) for them to judge distance! Lol
Some men will go to any "lengths" to make it "hard" on women. (Hey, you started it)
Lololol @ bobcat...so true! Ive met a few of them. Some ya just gotta say "ya wanta do WHAT with that marshmallow?" Seriously? Lmao
The Stay Puffed man disagrees.
Yeah, a whole new spin on the ole "floppy disc".
Two hydrogen atoms walk into a bar. One says, 'I think I've lost an electron.'
The other says 'Are you sure?'
The first says, 'Yes, I'm positive.'
A linguistics professor was lecturing to his class one day. "In English," he said, "A double negative forms a positive. In some languages, though, such as Russian, a double negative is still a negative. However, there is no language wherein a double positive can form a negative."
A voice from the back of the room piped up, 'Yeah, right.'
Theorem: All positive integers are equal.Proof: Sufficient to show that for any two positive integers, A and B, A = B.Further, it is sufficient to show that for all N > 0, if A and B (positive integers) satisfy (MAX(A, B) = N) then A = B.Proceed by induction.If N = 1, then A and B, being positive integers, must both be 1. So A = B.Assume that the theorem is true for some value k. Take A and B with MAX(A, B) = k+1. Then MAX((A-1), (B-1)) = k. And hence (A-1) = (B-1). Consequently, A = B.
A husband and wife are getting ready for bed. The wife is standing in front of a full-length mirror taking a hard look at herself."You know, dear," she says, "I look in the mirror, and I see an old woman. My face is all wrinkled, my hair is grey, my shoulders are hunched over, I've got fat legs, and my arms are all flabby." She turns to her husband and says, "Tell me something positive to make me feel better about myself."He studies hard for a moment thinking about it and then says in a soft, thoughtful voice, "Well, there's nothing wrong with your eyesight."
A positive att itude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.
This, I feel, is the crux of someone's chronic surliness.
And the reason I get called a Pollyanna sometimes, with bothers me not at all.
Some confuse a sunny disposition with being stupid.
That is their mistake.
Then I imagine I'm a "pollymanna". Personally I've found that those with a positive at itude are well armed when the negativity looms. Give me a smile and I'll reciprocate with the same. Give me a frown and I'll stand you on your head to make it a smile.
Pollymanna. Lmao. Yes.
Lmao OMG @ bobcat...and ya know what? You ARE positively correct on that! Oh and you 3:29 is gonna put you know who in a total tailspin! Lmao
One can only hope, chrissy.
Exactly @ banasy! And they say those things simply because they are just jealous! And @ bobcat keep the faith! You know who always goes in a tailspin when he doesnt understand something. And given the lack of reading comprehension of course its going to happen! Lol
All of this talk of shoes reminded me of that fantastic Traffic song:
If you had just a minute to breathe
And they granted you one final wish
Would you ask for something like another chance?
Or something sim'lar as this?
Don't worry too much It'll happen to you
As sure as your sorrows are joys
And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of
The low spark of high-heeled boys
Or perhaps this :
Put on your red dress, baby
Ya know we're goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we're goin' out tonight
And-a bring along some boxin' gloves
In case some fool might wanna fight
Put on your high-heel sneakers, lordy
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Put on your high-heel sneakers, child
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Ya know you're looking mighty fine, baby
I'm pretty sure you're gonna knock 'em dead
High heel sneakers? Lol in my whole vast collection of shoes, i dont have a single pair of those! Nor have i even seen any! @ bobcat where can i buy a pair of them? Lol
I had to look them up, Chrissy.
They exist.
Holy shit, they're ugly.
Some of the wedge-style ones aren't too bad, though.
Lol thanks @ banasy. Who wouldve ever guessed it eh? And i CANNOT do ugly shoes!