Tag Archives: hand

Confucious Says What???

Man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day.

Man who stand on toilet high on pot.

It is good for girl to meet boy in park, but better for boy to park meat in girl!

Man who “come” in cash register come into money.

Man who drop watch in toilet have poopy time.

Man who fart in church must sit in own pew.

Baseball wrong–man with four balls cannot walk.

Man who eat many prunes get good run for money.

Man who go to bed with itchy butt wake up with smelly finger.

Woman who pounce on dead rooster go down on limp cock.

Virgin like balloon–one prick, all gone.

Man who wants pretty nurse, must be patient.

He who lives in glass house, dress in basement.

Passionate kiss, like spider web, lead to undoing of fly.

Squirrel who runs up woman’s leg not find nuts.

He who run behind bus get exhausted.

Man who leap off cliff jump to conclusion.

Man with tight trousers is pressing his luck.

He who fishes in others’ holes often catches crab

the best pranks a person can pull.(not harmful)?

just curious, like as a youth, we used fishing line,safety pins and rosin to whistle. or the beer can string the flaming bag of poo(never had a guilty hand on this 1). flying ghost, rocks(ahem i plead not guilty) or giant poppers at windshield level,etc what are yours.

what / who is it and why me?

i first saw it one night when i was 3 or 4 in a VERY real dream. A very nice black man came and took me out of my room and we flew hand in hand across the city. The colors i saw were like nothing i have ever seen before. I can remember this very viviidly.
My mother has told me that when i first learned to talk i would always call black men daddy. It didn’t matter where or what we were doing, all black men were my daddys.
I loved to dance when i was little, I made my aunt dance all the time, i’d turn the radio on and make her dance, but it would have to be Marvin Gay or some old school motown, nothing else.
Ok here is where it all ties together. Every house we ever lived in my family agrees that there is “something” with us, and we have moved 9 times, different states even. So this “something” is sometimes interactive and sometimes you can just see it darting around the house.
One day i took a pic of myself to send to my friends, and it was in the pic with me. Plain as day.
i showed my family the pic and they were freaked out too, only for the fact that it made some kind of weird sense. Ever since that day i saw it in the pic i can’t quit thinking about it. Who is it? an angel? a spirit guide? a lost soul? What or who ever it is i feel very connected with it. Even before i ever saw it , i knew it was there, i can feel it. Please dont say i am crazy. but for an average “white” girl to feel so connected with black people and feel the music and culture on a level that is very odd to most makes me wonder if this thing helped sculpt me as a person. I guess i have too many questions, but i would like some SERIOUS feedback. Please dont be mean. this is serious to me.

Becoming a fishing guide?

I have been fishing all my life. I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t in, around or on the water. I am coming up on retirement from the Air Force and would love to try my hand at guiding. I know a lot of the waters around my home and there is rarely a day when I go fishing and don’t catch what I am after. I am a pretty decent fly-fisherman and have just started dabbling in Saltwater fly fishing, Iraq Deloyment put the kibosh on my summer plans, but I was wondering what I need to do to get started. Any advice?

Cockatiel bite-and-run. Can I break him of this habit?

I know it is mating season, it’s Spring, he will be a year old in June, but when I tell him to step up, he bites. Not just a little pick- he CHOMPS, and he draws blood at least once a day. When I need to re-cage my birds, if I move my hand before he has the chance to bite, he opens his wings, opens his mouth, hisses and jumps at my hand when I tell him no, then he takes off flying.

I let his wings grow because he repeativly broke blood feathers in his tail because all he would do is crash-land. I have since clipped him, but he still gets enough air to fly into a different room. I have started grounding him, putting him in his cage with a cover so he can’t see out for the rest of the day until bed time. He has his nice moments, but when I take him back to his cage, he will chomp my hand when he steps down. I have had to start using towels and an aquarium fish net to get him back in his cage. What should I do?
The water thing will not work. I use a spray mister to bathe my cockatiels. I do not want them to be afraid to take a bath.
…Uh… No, I will not let him on my shoulder until this is settled. He will sometimes bite unprovoked, and this includes my ears and lips. I tell him no and to step up and he flies away. I know he thinks of this as a game, and I let him out for hours at a time, I spend lots of one-on-one with each, so the trust thing is not an issue. When I need him to get to his cage, I refuse to let him take his time if I need to go to work or leave the room. I NEVER put my hands in HIS cage unless to put him back. He comes and goes as he pleases with the cage open. I change his food and water when he’s not in there to let him know I respect HIS space. When I cover him, it is not completely dark, just the two sides he can see into the room with and there is a nightlight he can see, anyway. I do not put him back right after our time is up. I let them stay out for a few extra minutes- usually up to an hour. I will not stop with the towel as long as he draws blood. Sorry, but that does not seem right.