Wednesday, June 04, 2008

The Twist

Hi Folks
Tonight I will start with a little Poem sent to be by BikerBob
Then end with a little laughter .. Enjoy
A clothes line was a news forecast
To neighbors passing by.
There were no secrets you could keepWhen clothes were hung to dry.
It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two.
For then you'd see the 'fancy sheets'And towels upon the line;You'd see the 'company table cloths'With intricate design.
The line announced a baby's birth
To folks who lived inside As brand new infant clothes were hung So carefully with pride.
The ages of the children could So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed You'd know how much they'd grown.
It also told when illness struck,As extra sheets were hung;Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,Haphazardly were strung.
It said, 'Gone on vacation now' When lines hung limp and bare.
It told, 'We're back!' when full lines sagged With not an inch to spare.
New folks in town were scorned upon If wash was dingy gray, As neighbors carefully raised their brows,And looked the other way..
But clotheslines now are of the past For dryers make work less.
Now what goes on inside a home Is anybody's guess.
I really miss that way of life.
It was a friendly sign When neighbors knew each other best
By what hung on the line!


Ahhhhh. Those were the days.
It's the summer of 1957 and Harold goes to pick up his date, Peggy Sue. Harold's a pretty hip guy with his own car and a duck tail hairdo.
When he goes to the front door, Peggy Sue's mother answers and invites him in: "Peggy Sue's not ready yet, so why don't you have a seat?" she says.
That's cool.
Peggy Sue's mother asks Harold what they're planning to do.
Harold replies politely that they will probably just go to the malt shop or to a drive in movie.
Peggy Sue's mother responds, "Why don't you kids go out and screw? I hear all the kids are doing it.
" Naturally this comes as quite a surprise to Harold and he says "Wh...aaat?" "Yeah," says Peggy Sue's mother, "We know Peggy Sue really likes to screw; why, she'd screw all night if we let her!"
Harold's eyes light up and he smiles from ear to ear.
Immediately, he has revised the plans for the evening.
A few minutes later, Peggy Sue comes downstairs in her little Poodle skirt with her saddle shoes, and announces that she's ready to go.
Almost breathless with anticipation, Harold escorts his date out the front door while Mom is saying, "Have a good evening kids," with a small wink for Harold.
About 20 minutes later, a thoroughly disheveled Peggy Sue rushes back into the house, slams the door behind her and screams at her mother:
"Dammit, Mom!

The Twist!

The Twist!

It's called The Twist!"

Eleven people were hanging on a rope, under a helicopter -

10 men and 1 woman.
The rope was not strong enough to carry them all, so they decided that 1 had to leave, because otherwise they were all going to fall.
They weren't able to choose that person, until the woman gave a very touching speech.
She said that she would voluntarily let go of the rope, because, as a woman, she was used to giving up everything for her husband and kids or for men in general, and was used to always making sacrifices with little in return.
As soon as she finished her speech, all the men started clapping


A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.
'Not a chance,' says the husband, 'it is 3:00 in the morning!' He slams the door and returns to bed.'Who was that?' asked his wife.
'Just some drunk guy asking for a push,' he answers.
'Did you help him?' she asks.
'No, I did not, it is 3:00 in the morning and it is pouring rain out there!' 'Well, you have a short memory,' says his wife.
'Can't you remember about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him, and you should be ashamed of yourself!'
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pounding rain. He calls out into the dark, 'Hello, are you still there?' 'Yes,' comes back the answer.

'Do you still need a push?' calls out the husband.

'Yes, please!' comes the reply from the dark.

'Where are you?' asks the husband.

'Over here.....on the swing,'

replied the drunk.


Now I lay me Down to sleep

I pray the Lord
My shape to keep
Please no wrinkles

Please no bags

And please lift my butt before it sags.
Please no age spots
Please no gray
And as for my belly,
Please take it away
Please keep me healthy
Please keep me young,
And thank you Dear Lord
For all that you've done.



Blogger Merle said...

Dear Jan ~~ I liked the poem that Bob sent you (and me) and the jokes were
good ones as usual. Thanks for your
comments and congrats for Kate. I am
sure she will do well and enjoy the
experience. She has always worked hard and saved money, so she deserves
this trip. She doesn't go until the end of July. Are you feeling better after the trips you had? Hope so,Jan
Take care, much love, Merle.

June 04, 2008 10:25 pm  
Blogger bigbikerbob said...

Hi Jen, I'm afraid I only borrowed the poem myself, I loved the Twist joke too, keep em coming.

June 05, 2008 3:05 am  
Blogger PEA said...

Isn't that clothesline story just so true?!! lol I remember my gran, when she'd see that someone had hung up their undies on the line, saying "look at that, they've hung up their dirty laundry"!! hehe Loved the jokes as well, you always make me smile when I come visit you:-) xoxo

June 06, 2008 4:30 am  
Blogger Jim said...

I remember 1957. I was married, in the Army, and we had two kids.
We didn't learn the twist until the early 60's. I think it was a British thing first.

June 06, 2008 11:06 am  
Blogger Janice said...

Hi Jeanette,

I like that poem about the clothes line it was really good and touching.


June 06, 2008 5:15 pm  
Blogger Diane J. said...

All good ones as usual, Jen, but I loved The Twist! :o)

Happy Friday and enjoy your weekend.

Love and hugs,


June 06, 2008 7:32 pm  
Blogger Hootin' Anni said...

Oh my goodness!!!! :::choking:::

I never laughed so hard!!! That new dance the "Screw" is one fantastic story. [Y'know, from a mother's point of view tho...I like it. It kept her from screwing 'round! roflmao! It worked...maybe the ol' lady had her mind to do this all the time and it worked!]

Love it!!!

June 06, 2008 9:46 pm  
Blogger Merle said...

Dear Jan ~~ Thank you for your comments ~ glad you liked the story
Before I became a Mum - too true to be funny. Glad you are feeling better after some rest. What, no party this
weekend? Have a lovely long weekend.
Take care my friend, Love, Merle.

June 07, 2008 6:43 pm  
Blogger Pamela said...

the clothes on the line take me back to my childhood -- such sweet memories for me running between the fresh smelling sheets and towels.
But I'm sure it was a nightmare for my mom.

She used an old ringer wash machine and tubs. Worked her fingers to the bone.

June 08, 2008 11:11 am  

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