Some thoughts from a fellow lucky enough to have learned from some very special people that knew enough to hold tradition and common sense in their hearts and minds and pass it on. Simply because it matters.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Loss
I’ve come to see life is like playing the same lotto numbers every week, then finally winning big and you misplace your ticket. No wonder some of the elderly are so bent over, it’s from all the character building.
A construction worker from a village in southwestern Ontario,
tired of being treated as a serf by Liberals ,and socialists.While sharing the same space with other average Joe's
that can't seem to notice their own breathing, but sure like to complain.
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Wishing you all the best, Mugs.
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