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TALENT Is not measured by how many ominous family connections have supplied you with the best equipment nor is it by your ability to fast-talk your way into Hendrick Motorsports. Talent is, indeed measured by the ability of driver and crew to unite as one theory. It is measured by sheer grit and determination. While the likes of Gordon, Johnson, Stewart, Earnhardt and Petty have, indeed cascaded their way to the top of the racing ladder in the survival of the fittest and pure ability, as it goes without saying that GOD HIMSELF has entrusted theese men with the ability to race, it is not so with the likes of Dillon, Patrick, and Meanard, who were lifted up in carriage to the heights of competition and thus must prove their abilities on the speedway. Those kinds of drivers may commence to possess multitudes of talent, but only time itself will tell.
Hey,no need to delete it!LOL
Oh sorry Eve, I forgot about the joke group, my bad, delete it and I will put it on that group,lol.
funny one bootsy, but i think it should have been on the jokes group!! lol...
Sometime's you just have to ask yourself "Will I live to be 80?"I recently chose a new primary care physician. After two visitsand exhaustive lab tests, he said I was doing "fairly well" for my ageA little concerned about that comment I couldn't resist asking him, "Do youthink I will live to 80?" He Asked, "Do you smoke tobacco or drinkAlcoholic beverages?" 'No,' I replied. 'I don't do drugs either'. Then heasked 'Do you eat rib-eye steaks or barbecue ribs?'. I said 'No, my other doctorsaid all that red meat was unhealthy!'. Do you spend a lot of time in the sun like playing golf, boating, fishing or just relaxing?' 'No I don't ' I said. He asked'Do you gamble, drive fast cars, or have a lot of sex?'. 'No' I said. 'I don't do any of those things.'Then he looked at me and asked, 'Then why do you give a shit?'...... Author...Unknown
Life beckons, some respond, some get lost,
In a murky swampland of their own;
Always fearing to accept what's there,
Always searching for a better zone.
When strolling through the fields of their lives,
They throw away the wheat with the chaff;
Never allowing the good to thrive,
Never knowing tears can turn to laughs.
When life beckons, respond with a smile!
Happy is better than being blue.
Be willing to give, so others will know,
You care about them more than just you.
What I Want
I want a man to love meI want to be heldto be kissed and cuddledi want to be worth the effort in someone's lifeand worthy of being treated like a ladyI want to be respectedI want long walks, and candlelight dinners, i want romanceI want camping in the woods, long drives in the countrylong talksI want a man that I can lovethat i can be myself with that stays through the good days and the badI want a man to love me
Thank you for the invitation,angel!I'm honored! :-)
When I was just a little girl,
I played with dolls, and fixed my curls,
I rode my pony and climbed a tree,
Fell off my bike and scraped my knee,
I needed my Dad to comfort me.
Time passed by and our life was fine,
no ones Dad was as nice as mine.
Then I entered my teenage years,
With all it's thrills and secret fears.
Bet Mom and Dad cried a million tears.
I soon became a grown-up girl,
Moved through life in a crazy whirl.
I married young, then motherhood,
Had lots of friends in the neighborhood.
I thought I had it really good.
Then I lost Mom and felt so sad,
Thank God that I still had my Dad.
In later years, I was all alone,
A single Mom, making a home.
Boy, did I ever need my Dad.
Now I have a very good man,
He gives us all the love he can.
We've happiness and joy to spare,
And I know that he always cares.
But I will always need my Dad.
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