Well ya see... You know those two plumbers that hunt ghosts?? They have a good hustle! Right?? Nuf said!!

I did not think I taunt or flaunt or jaunt

I might be...an acquired method of madness

Gentlemen of the jury,
the best friend a man has in this world may turn against him
and become his enemy. His son or daughter whom he has reared with
loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest
to us -- those whom we trust with our happiness and good name -
- may become traitors in their faith.
The money that a man has he may lose. It flies away from him,
perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed
in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall
on their knees to do us honor when success is with us... may be
the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads.
The one absolute, unselfish friend that man can have
in this selfish world -- the one that never proves ungrateful
or treacherous -- is his dog.

"Gentlemen of the jury,
a man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and sickness.
He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow,
and the snow drives fiercely, if only he can be near his master's side.
He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer;
he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter
with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master
as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains.
When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces,
he is as constant in his love as the sun
in its journey through the heavens.

"If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world,
friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege
than that of accompanying him to guard against danger,
to fight against his enemies. And when the last scene of all comes,
and death takes the master in its embrace, and his body is laid away
in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way,
there by his graveside will the noble dog be found,
his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open
in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death."

~~~" Old Drum " ~~ woof woof
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~~~~~~ To The Dogs go `the crumbs`.
~~~~~~~~ Good Posting Ray !! Keep Up The Good Work !

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Organs in the news.

Organic ???

Good one, Ernie!

There's a dry cleaner in my area who advertises that it is an organic dry cleaner.

That's right. Organic dry cleaning with nasty, nasty, chemicals like perchloreythlene.

I asked a friend of mine about that. She has a PhD in, of all things, organic chemistry.

Her explanation was that yes, all dry cleaning chemicals TECHNICALLY ARE organic, because they're carbon-based compounds.

But, in this case, organic dry cleaning generally means cleaning with chemicals other than perc. And some of them are about as nasty as perc.

That's also why the "organic" buzzword is so stupid. ALL food is organic. The question should be, what have we been eating for the last century? Inorganic food?