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The pinkish stuff is refried beans and underneath that is onions.Wait. What is that slimy thing to the left of the beans? (Eyeing it suspiciously.)
I appreciate your cheerful way of putting it.Okay guys, didn't expect you to join the fun, that makes three of us that have kissed the ground with various parts of our anatomy so nobody will fall for awhile.....I hope.
They're adorable and blessed to have you as a ..responsible breeder. Oh my goodness twist, I came back and reread my post because I saw some likes in my feed, wondered which post..and saw that I didnt even say anything about responsible breeding! I was ready for bed when I wrote it. What would we do without our pure bred dogs! Bred by.. responsible.. breeders are widely considered beneficial because they prioritize health, temperament, and genetic testing, resulting in healthier, predictable puppies. They focus on breeding for breed standards and well-socialized, stable companions, often offering lifelong support and a commitment to taking back the dog if necessary, ensuring they do not contribute to shelter overcrowding.
I should have described what's on the plate.
These 2 words just don't seem right combined together. lolpredictable puppies
What kind of refried beans? I seen the onions.I should have described what's on the plate.
Stir fried onions on the bottom, refried beans and topped with baked beans. Celery, eggs and olives.
The story teller "has a way with words".
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While conducting some business at the Courthouse, I overheard a lady, who had been arrested for assaulting a Mammogram Technician, say "Your Honor, I'm guilty but..... There were extenuating circumstances."
The female Judge said, sarcastically, "I'd certainly like to hear those extenuating circumstances." I did too, so I listened as the lady told her story.
"Your Honor, I had a mammogram appointment, which I actually kept. I was met by this perky little clipboard carrier smiling from ear to ear and she tilted her head to one side and crooned, "Hi! I'm Belinda! All I need you to do is step into this room right here, strip to the waist, then slip on this gown. Everything clear?" I'm thinking, "Belinda, try decaf. This ain't rocket science." Belinda then skipped away to prepare the chamber of horrors. With the right side finished, Belinda flipped me (literally) to the left and said, "Hmmmm. Can you stand on your tippy toes and lean in a tad so we can get everything?" Fine, I answered.
I was freezing, bruised, and out of air, so why not use the remaining circulation in my legs and neck to finish me off? My body was in a holding pattern that defied gravity (with my other breast wedged between those two 4 inch pieces of square glass) when I heard and felt a zap! Complete darkness, the power was off!
Belinda said, "Uh-oh, maintenance is working, bet they hit a snag." Then she headed for the door.
"Excuse me! You're not leaving me in this vise grip alone are you?" I shouted. Belinda kept going and said, "Oh, you fussy puppy... The door's wide open so you'll have the emergency hall lights. I'll be right back."
Before I could shout NOOOO! She disappeared. And that's exactly how Bubba and Earl, "maintenance men Extraordinaire," found me... standing on my tip-toes, half-naked with part of me dangling from the Jaws of Life and the other part smashed between glass!
After exchanging a polite Hi, how's it going type greeting, Bubba (or possibly Earl) asked, to my utter disbelief, if I knew the power was off. Trying to disguise my hysteria, I replied with as much calmness as possible, "Uh, yes, I did, but thanks anyway." "OK, you take care now" Bubba replied and waved good-bye as though I'd been standing in the line at the grocery store.
Two hours later, Belinda breezes in wearing a sheepish grin. making no attempt to suppress her amusement, she said, "Oh I am sooo sorry! The power came back on and I totally forgot about you! And silly me, I went to lunch. Are we upset?"
And that, Your Honor, is exactly how her head ended up between clamps...." The judge could hardly contain her laughter as she said "Case Dismissed".