You forgot...Hurricanes, Tropical Storms, ice( Looking at you Ga.), Wild Fires(FL), Floods..oh and tourists. Edit - Actually you did mention hurricanes, my mistake.
Come visit the south, we have it all.
Sirscrapntruckalot - We do have sweet tea, bbq, southern women, people who eat bugs, and a dog who will take your cash when you pay for gas. Jus' saying.
What if it Snows?
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I honeymooned in 1994 at the Sir Raleigh Inn in Coinjock. From there we headed to Hatteras where my bad ### went boogey boarding while my new wife stayed in the motel and watched cable. Got pounded into the ocean floor by a big one and had to limp back all bloody with my face scraped up to my new wife.tommymonza, 650cat425, G13Tomcat and 5 others Thank this.
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I love they had to do a study to figure this out. LOL
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We all have our Cross to bear.
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Old. And decrepit.
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The OM is suffering from truck lag and is up at 0347 local.
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dang whipper snappers making us old farts feel even older
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And don’t forget the recall of Chicken Nuggets!!
Pilgrim’s Pride Corporation Recalls Chicken Breast Nugget Products
“Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”
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