Another Woman!
 

I haven't got PK-QT, Sparrow, Joy, Airforcegirl, Bernie, and all the other ladies broken in and trained and we have another lady come aboard. I'm just overworked! Taking on this site as the unofficial theropist has me overwhelmed. Another woman! You just can't tell them there women much. :D

My sessions for those with warped humor has been a total failure. I say this site has some of the worst sickos around, and the psycho vets are hopeless. All they want to talk about is Harleys and beer.

Welcome aboard! Lil' LT Join the rest of us. We are a great family.

Keith :)

P.S. I sure hope I get some flack from ladies on this one. :p

Keith, Keith, Keith
 

you know I am ceritified untrainable...I'm sorry...I just always thought fences were made to jump...here now..don't cry..not all of them are as hopeless as me... :c:

And just what is wrong with Harleys and beer? And ribs on the grill?

Keith

I'm going to hand over my flack jacket and helmet for you...

If any of these women folks like the ones on the Marine Site.......You are going to need it.......They stand up to all of us men even though they are out numbered.....LOL.....

We can't even get a theropist on our site......Nobody wants the job......LOL......

Sempers,

Roger

Hey, Drywall
 

Harleys and Beer, is what I said.
When you add the ribs on the grill you just changed the whole subject.

Keith :D

Boy it looks like I'm goin to have fun with this thread. :e:

Keith
 

The Harleys and Beer is right, but I can agree with Drywall with the ribs.

We could be riding Yamahas,
Drinking Sake, and
eating Sushi.

This is America.

enough..............

Are we Ladies too much to handle? :b:

For all of us stand up girls...
 

A Broken Wing
(James House/Sam Hogin/Phil Barnhart)
(Track 4 - Time 3:35)
recorded by Martina McBride

She loved him like he was
The last man on Earth
Gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up on her
Give a little, then take it back

She'd tell him about her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord he loved to make her cry
You're crazy for believin'
You'll ever leave the ground
He said, Only angels know how to fly

And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly

One Sunday morning
She didn't go to church
He wondered why she didn't leave
He went up to the bedroom
Found a note by the window
With the curtains blowin' in the breeze

And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly

With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly :a:

Goin' To Work