A h****r Peewee lived alone in the middle of a forest, in a small house by the river. A short distance down a slope in front of his house, Peewee had a garden where he would grow vegetables to supplement his diet of forest game and fish. One morning, Peewee awoke to the sounds of a thunderstorm and rushing water. Quickly getting dressed and stumbling outside, Peewee saw the river had flooded.
Overflowing its banks, the waters swelled and flowed past, getting ever so closer to the h****r's abode. It would not reach the house, the h****r Peewee observed, for it had the higher ground. But there was no hope for the vegetable garden -- it was only a matter of minutes before the floodwaters would wash over it, ruining his harvest for that season.
"Goddam*it," the h****r Peewee muttered.
Right before the h****r's eyes, a bolt of lightning struck the bank at the other side of the river, followed by a deafening clap of thunder and a massive explosion. Trees, rocks and chunks of dirt flew hundreds of feet into the air!
No sooner had the debris started falling back to the ground when a monstrous tornado blew in from parts unknown and scooped them right up again. The tornado headed straight towards the river, uprooting more trees and rocks in its path, carving a deep gouge into the earth.
As soon as the tornado blew across the river, there was another flash of lightning and deafening clap of thunder. The tornado disappeared as quickly as it had materialized. The uprooted trees, rocks and dirt crashed into the river, diverting its waters into the deep gouge in the earth. The floodwaters receded, having come within inches of the h****r's vegetable garden.
Having witnessed the whole extravaganza from start to finish, the h****r Peewee could only stare, wide eyed, his legs shaking and mouth h*****g stupidly open. It was a while before he finally managed to speak.
"Whoa."
Then, from above him, a voice boomed:
βYOU'RE WELCOME."
Amen! The Lord works in mysterious ways!
bahmer wrote:
A h****r Peewee lived alone in the middle of a forest, in a small house by the river. A short distance down a slope in front of his house, Peewee had a garden where he would grow vegetables to supplement his diet of forest game and fish. One morning, Peewee awoke to the sounds of a thunderstorm and rushing water. Quickly getting dressed and stumbling outside, Peewee saw the river had flooded.
Overflowing its banks, the waters swelled and flowed past, getting ever so closer to the h****r's abode. It would not reach the house, the h****r Peewee observed, for it had the higher ground. But there was no hope for the vegetable garden -- it was only a matter of minutes before the floodwaters would wash over it, ruining his harvest for that season.
"Goddam*it," the h****r Peewee muttered.
Right before the h****r's eyes, a bolt of lightning struck the bank at the other side of the river, followed by a deafening clap of thunder and a massive explosion. Trees, rocks and chunks of dirt flew hundreds of feet into the air!
No sooner had the debris started falling back to the ground when a monstrous tornado blew in from parts unknown and scooped them right up again. The tornado headed straight towards the river, uprooting more trees and rocks in its path, carving a deep gouge into the earth.
As soon as the tornado blew across the river, there was another flash of lightning and deafening clap of thunder. The tornado disappeared as quickly as it had materialized. The uprooted trees, rocks and dirt crashed into the river, diverting its waters into the deep gouge in the earth. The floodwaters receded, having come within inches of the h****r's vegetable garden.
Having witnessed the whole extravaganza from start to finish, the h****r Peewee could only stare, wide eyed, his legs shaking and mouth h*****g stupidly open. It was a while before he finally managed to speak.
"Whoa."
Then, from above him, a voice boomed:
βYOU'RE WELCOME."
A h****r Peewee lived alone in the middle of a for... (
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Some of these posts are like sitting in a church listening to a sermon.
Who do you blame for the flood in the first place?
Reality wrote:
Some of these posts are like sitting in a church listening to a sermon.
Who do you blame for the flood in the first place?
Sin caused the first one!
Reality wrote:
Some of these posts are like sitting in a church listening to a sermon.
Who do you blame for the flood in the first place?
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slatten49 wrote:
BadBobby
He may be out fishin today the last time that he posted was on the 11th. We will have to wait until tomorrow for his reaction.
bahmer wrote:
A h****r Peewee lived alone in the middle of a forest, in a small house by the river. A short distance down a slope in front of his house, Peewee had a garden where he would grow vegetables to supplement his diet of forest game and fish. One morning, Peewee awoke to the sounds of a thunderstorm and rushing water. Quickly getting dressed and stumbling outside, Peewee saw the river had flooded.
Overflowing its banks, the waters swelled and flowed past, getting ever so closer to the h****r's abode. It would not reach the house, the h****r Peewee observed, for it had the higher ground. But there was no hope for the vegetable garden -- it was only a matter of minutes before the floodwaters would wash over it, ruining his harvest for that season.
"Goddam*it," the h****r Peewee muttered.
Right before the h****r's eyes, a bolt of lightning struck the bank at the other side of the river, followed by a deafening clap of thunder and a massive explosion. Trees, rocks and chunks of dirt flew hundreds of feet into the air!
No sooner had the debris started falling back to the ground when a monstrous tornado blew in from parts unknown and scooped them right up again. The tornado headed straight towards the river, uprooting more trees and rocks in its path, carving a deep gouge into the earth.
As soon as the tornado blew across the river, there was another flash of lightning and deafening clap of thunder. The tornado disappeared as quickly as it had materialized. The uprooted trees, rocks and dirt crashed into the river, diverting its waters into the deep gouge in the earth. The floodwaters receded, having come within inches of the h****r's vegetable garden.
Having witnessed the whole extravaganza from start to finish, the h****r Peewee could only stare, wide eyed, his legs shaking and mouth h*****g stupidly open. It was a while before he finally managed to speak.
"Whoa."
Then, from above him, a voice boomed:
βYOU'RE WELCOME."
A h****r Peewee lived alone in the middle of a for... (
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I see you're covering for BB while he off doing who knows what. Starting to feel like Custer at the Little Big Horn... outnumbered.
Peewee wrote:
I see you're covering for BB while he off doing who knows what. Starting to feel like Custer at the Little Big Horn... outnumbered.
I think that he went fishin yesterday.
Peewee wrote:
I see you're covering for BB while he off doing who knows what. Starting to feel like Custer at the Little Big Horn... outnumbered.
Bahmer/BB may have the numbers, PeeWee, but you have the competency to ward them off.
Peewee wrote:
True, but I h**e going all Chuck Norris on them. I... (
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Be careful where you tread there you whippersnapper. Ain't you ever learned to respect elders?
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