MaryAnn wrote: Friends, apparently the entire gol-dang country is swallowing not only cow products but also the product that comes out the rear end and is recycled through blather-speak.
MA
It took me a minute to catch that, but I agree. I wonder how many others get it?
MaryAnn wrote: Friends, apparently the entire gol-dang country is swallowing not only cow products but also the product that comes out the rear end and is recycled through blather-speak.
MA
It took me a minute to catch that, but I agree. I wonder how many others get it?
I wonder too; especially at work, I am constantly told I am too blunt (people just hate the truth) and so I try to say the same thing but more roundabout, sometimes.
I noticed, after I came back from my Christmas in Vietnam, when I went to work almost everyone avoided me at work. There was a rumor going around that I was a bird flu carrier.
When I was in Saigon, I think I ate chicken every other day. I even ate home-grown chicken in a village about an hour northeast of Saigon (yes, they still call it Saigon--you can't change a name of something that's hundreds of years old in 30 years!)
Leaving Saigon, I had an overnight layover in Singapore, where I ate an entire bucket of fried chicken myself (it was dinner and breakfast the next morning).
I could tell you about horror stories of other places I have visited and lived in.
22 years ago, I went to Ecuador for a short job. I went to a Chinese restaurant in Quito, where I ordered the finest meal they had. A bowl of soup was brought to me. As it cooled, I started noticing pieces of the soup were moving!!! I had been eating this crawling soup. I don't know what they were, but they were brown and had six very agile legs.
When I got back to los Estados Unidos, I caught amoebic dysentery... from drinking New Jersey water!!!
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Everybody in New Jersey knows that you don't drink the water! (and hey; I lived there through high school until I could get the heck out! 'Course, wouldn't ya know it; I end up marrying a Jersey girl!... )
Instead of talking to your plants, if you yelled at them would they still grow, but only to be troubled and insecure?
LoyalTubist wrote:I didn't marry a Jersey girl but that's where we lived when we first got married. Maybe that's why she is now my former wife.
Although I was born in DC, I spent most of my life in New Jersey and married a "Jersey Girl," although not the stereotypical type. I lived in Northwest Jersey, in the middle of farmland and horses, but it was still crowded. The only time I really relaxed was during the 2 years that I lived in the Orlando, Fl area.
I moved out of Jersey for good 3 years ago and wonder what took me so long. Even though property taxes are going up here, they are still a quarter of what they were in Jersey. Auto insurance is about 40% less, and the stress level, even living in the suburbs of a city with a relatively high murder rate, is much less. I can't see any reason to ever move back, even though most of my family is still there. And don't get me started on NYC.
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