Gone, but Never Forgotten…but holy crap…

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Today is Thanksgiving in Canada. So on this is a day of being thankful, I would have to say I'm thankful for my family, present, and past. There are a few not here anymore... well, they probably have made great fertilizer. Now with that said, let's talk about past.

During our lifetimes, we lose mothers, sisters, fathers, and brothers. Spouses as well! Once they are gone, we do miss them, but it seems some seem to take pleasure in dwelling on the past, and living in the past, and expecting others to stay there with them. They seem to want the attention they receive from their continuous posts on Social Media about how badly they miss a loved one... I'm talking a continuous amount of posts, same shit, different day.

At some time you have to admit they are gone, not coming back, and you have to grow a pair and move on. I say this to the more religious especially. They seem to believe that once we are dead we move on to heaven where we will all "live on" happily ever after. The paradise for those who believe. I would think that if they believe so dayum much, they would happy those that passed would be, (as you hear at any funeral) they are in a better place. So I would have to think they would be saying to themselves, "Yes, they made it, soon it will be my turn"!

Nope, they piss and whine day after day, expecting others to keep on kissing their asses with I'm so sorry for your loss, it'll get better... even after months and months of them kicking the bucket.

Another thing that not only pisses me off, as well as amuses me somewhat, is this wishing Happy Birthday or Happy Anniversary to those who have died. If you are a believer, then if anything, you should be quite happy those who have bit the bullet, rolled over and died, are much more happy than you. I also don't think they could give a flying fuck about you wishing them a happy whatever...

If people spent as much time caring and loving those who are still with us, ignoring color, race or whatever, I think the world would be a much better place...too much time is being spent on those long gone, and the pity party has to come to end at some time... sorry, just my opinion, take it or leave it, I really don't give a fuck!


      Grandmother and grandfather, gone not forgotten... ain't coming back





Father, not coming back... me, the little guy, still here, when I go, not coming back...

Yup, sometimes we have to move on, mainly because the constant whining annoys people, even if they are more polite then me and don't tell you!


It Was Immaculate Conception…He Wanted Another One!

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Oh, where do I start? I sit here playing on my little "puter" which is located next to the TV in the living room. I'm a prisoner to what programs I get to see, mainly because my wife has the remote in a death grip. Her viewing pleasure is much different than mine.

She enjoys crime stories, and what some call "reality" TV. You know, the important stuff...Jerry Springer, Maury, and every judge show ever to disgrace the airwaves. One, in particular, comes to mind, Lauren Lakes Paternity Court!

The script is usually the same, girl looking for baby daddy. He denies sleeping with her, meanwhile, his wife, who is standing beside him yells and screams "the bitch is lying, no way he her baby daddy"! So the usual testimony ensues, both calling each other whores, deadbeats, and both claiming the opposite of whatever lies they are telling.

Sometimes some other poor bastard gets thrown into the mix, and he denies having an intimate relationship with the baby momma. Finally, as it seems to me, the judge gets tired of their bantering and asks the bailiff for the DNA results.

So there stands the baby momma, the accused baby daddy and his wife, and the other poor guy who got called to court. Then the judge begins, the DNA results are in, and in the case of this baby... and then commercial! So since I've been stuck watching this bullshit, that's when I'd love to have the extra cash to buy another TV set, because this one I have, would become a UFO, otherwise.

The commercial is over, the announcement was that neither accused baby daddy is actually the baby daddy. WAIT, it's not over. Then the judge looks at the baby moma and asks her if she might know who it was that she fucked that got her knocked up. Many times they look up all doe-eyed at the judge and say, No your honor.

Just once I'd love to hear some guy from the back row in the courtroom yelled out, It was an immaculate conception, your honor, He wanted another one after that last fiasco!"



Oh well, one can only hope...

Well, This will Piss a Few Off

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I wasn't alive during the First, Second or Korean wars. I grew up around men who were, and who served. I can't imagine how awful it must have been for those men, their families. Waiting for them to come home, and the solders themselves, going into battle and wondering if their efforts were going to help put an end to the killing.

When I was growing up, the Vietnam war was in full swing. The US entered this war, and also, there were Canadian troops there as well, we, the Canucks were there to keep the beer cold, because other than that, I have no idea why we were there. I was surprised during the Vietnam war, there were so many Americans "stationed" in Canada, I have no idea why, but there sure were a lot of them... many still here, I wonder if they became citizens, or are we harbouring Murikan illegal immigrants?

Today, there are still wars going on, and I often wonder why we as Canadians are involved, and why it seems every war on the planet the Murikans are there? Are they "invited"? Does everyone want the "murikans" to come to their war?

I often see people thank american soldiers for their service, as they should be, but I often wonder if they, these soldiers think, we haven't saved our country at all, we were sent to a foriegn country and have no idea why?

I know they haven't protected my freedom, and I'm pretty sure they haven't protected their fellow Murikans freedom either. There isn't any war going on in our respected countries.

Lower gas prices isn't freedom, although thats what seems to "fuel" these wars on foriegn soil. No, These men and women aren't protecting yours or my freedom, it's sad they give their lives to the money makers, and big bank machines... the ones who fund both sides of every conflict, not caring who wins or loses, they are making profits either way.

So on this November 11th, remember those who died who actually were protecting our freedom, and remember those who are dying in vain, just for the sake of those greedy bastards who make money on their blood...