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re: Bowl Season: 42 games in 18 days
Posted on 12/24/22 at 10:47 am to Cheese Grits
Posted on 12/24/22 at 10:47 am to Cheese Grits
Wtf did I just read
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Posted on 12/24/22 at 6:32 pm to Spaceman Spiff
It’s weird isn’t it? How one specific faith can always be mocked and ridiculed. Even on their holy days. While it’s a cancellable hate crime to do anything near the same to any other faith.
Posted on 12/24/22 at 7:00 pm to Jefferson Dawg
Not mocking or ridiculing
Jesus was a Jew
Israel in in the Middle East and the Jews were the slaves of the Egyptians, who were in Egypt. Egypt is in Africa. If it helps, look at a map. Not exactly the land of blond hair, blue eyes, or fair skin. Jesus was brown at best and possibly black. Lots of Jews in Afrika. Do you guys not read your Bible?
Jesus was a Jew
Israel in in the Middle East and the Jews were the slaves of the Egyptians, who were in Egypt. Egypt is in Africa. If it helps, look at a map. Not exactly the land of blond hair, blue eyes, or fair skin. Jesus was brown at best and possibly black. Lots of Jews in Afrika. Do you guys not read your Bible?
Posted on 12/24/22 at 7:18 pm to Jefferson Dawg
“The Christmas Guest”
It happened one day near December's end,
Two neighbors called on an old friend.
And they found his shop so meager and lean
Made gay with a thousand bows of green
And Conrad was sitting with face a-shine
When he suddenly stopped as he stitched a twine
And he said
“Old friends, at dawn today,
When the cock was crowing the night away
The Lord appeared in a dream to me
And said "I'm coming your guest to be."
So I've been busy with feet astir
Strewing my shop with branches of fern.
The table is spread and the kettle is shined.
And over the rafters the holly is twined.
Now I'll wait for my Lord to appear
And listen closely so I will hear
His step as He nears
my humble place.
And I'll open the door and look on His face.
So his friends went home and left Conrad alone
For this was the happiest day he had known,
For long since, his family had passed away
And Conrad had spent many a sad Christmas Day.
But he knew with the Lord as his Christmas Guest
This Christmas would be the dearest and best.
So he listened with only joy in his heart
And with every sound he would rise with a start
And look for the Lord to be at his door.
Like the vision he had had a few hours before.
So he ran to the window after hearing a sound
But all he could see on the snow covered ground
Was a shabby beggar whose shoes were torn
And all of his clothes were ragged and worn.
But Conrad was touched and he went to the door
And he said, "You know, your feet must be frozen and sore.
I have some shoes in my shop for you
And a coat that will keep you warmer too."
So with grateful heart the man went away
But Conrad noticed the time of day
And wondered what made the Lord so late
And how much longer he'd have to wait.
When he heard a knock, he ran to the door
But it was only a stranger once more.
A bent old lady with a shawl of black
With a bundle of kindling piled on her back.
She asked for only a place to rest
But that was reserved for Conrad's Great Guest.
But her voice seemed to plead "Don't send me away,
Let me rest for awhile on Christmas Day",
So Conrad brewed her a steaming cup
And told her to sit at the table and sup.
But after she left he was filled with dismay
For he saw that the hours were slipping away
And the Lord hadn't come as he said he would.
Then Conrad felt sure he had misunderstood.
When out of the stillness he heard a cry
"Please help me and tell me where am I?!?!?”
So again he opened his friendly door
And stood disappointed as twice before.
It was only a child who'd wandered away
And was lost from her family on Christmas Day.
Again Conrad's heart was heavy and sad
But he knew he should make the little girl glad.
So he called her in and he wiped her tears
And quieted all her childish fears.
Then he led her back to her home once more
But as he entered his own darkened door
He knew the Lord was not coming today.
For the hours of Christmas had passed away
So he went to his room and knelt down to pray
And he said "Dear Lord, why did you delay?
What kept you from coming to call on me?
For I wanted so much your face to see."
When soft in the silence a voice he heard.
"Lift up your head boy for I kept my word.
Three times my shadow crossed your floor
And three times I came to your lonely door.
I was the beggar with bruised, cold feet
And I was the woman you gave something to eat.
I was the child on the homeless street.
Three times I knocked, and three times I came in.
And each time I found the warmth of a friend.
Of all the gifts, love is the best.
And I was honored to be your Christmas Guest.
Posted on 12/26/22 at 7:47 pm to Jefferson Dawg
Time for more hangman.
Posted on 12/27/22 at 11:14 am to deeprig9
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Posted on 12/27/22 at 4:30 pm to Cheese Grits
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Posted on 12/27/22 at 7:29 pm to deeprig9
3 (like the number of licks to the center of a Tootsie Pop)
3 is a Magic Number
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Posted on 12/27/22 at 7:45 pm to Cheese Grits
I as in eye
Posted on 12/27/22 at 8:32 pm to deeprig9
I guess cheesegrits went to bed.
Speaking of cheese grits, I never grew up with cheese grits. Just regular grits with butter and salt. I was in college before I ever heard of cheese grits. I like cheese grits, but cheese grits aren't grits.
Speaking of cheese grits, I never grew up with cheese grits. Just regular grits with butter and salt. I was in college before I ever heard of cheese grits. I like cheese grits, but cheese grits aren't grits.
Posted on 12/27/22 at 8:39 pm to deeprig9
How about grits with shrimp?
Posted on 12/27/22 at 8:45 pm to Spaceman Spiff
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How about grits with shrimp?
Not growing up. I was an adult when I first exerienced grits with shrimp.
I know secrets about shrimp and grits now.
Posted on 12/28/22 at 6:15 am to deeprig9
Didn’t experience until adulthood, either. Do tell on those secrets.
Oh, and sometimes cheese belongs in grits
Oh, and sometimes cheese belongs in grits
Posted on 12/28/22 at 1:06 pm to Jefferson Dawg
Hutson Mason in the booth for ESPN calling the prestigious Peraton Military Industrial Complex bowl
Dawgs are invading all corners of the sport.
Dawgs are invading all corners of the sport.
Posted on 12/28/22 at 1:17 pm to Jefferson Dawg
Cheese grits abandoned his hangman. Can you take it back over please?
Posted on 12/28/22 at 1:21 pm to Spaceman Spiff
quote:
Do tell on those secrets.
Don't cook them in water.
Posted on 12/28/22 at 1:22 pm to Cheese Grits
Considering He was a direct descendent of the line of David, who came from the northern side of modern day Israel, Jesus most likely looked like a modern day middle easterner. The chances of him looking like an African black man are non-existent.
Posted on 12/28/22 at 2:03 pm to deeprig9
Strike 1
Deeprig, one step closer to death
(yes I did fall asleep)
Deeprig, one step closer to death
(yes I did fall asleep)
Posted on 12/28/22 at 2:07 pm to Cheese Grits
Grits are like a woman's pearls, they go with anything
Grits n honey
Grits n cheese
Grits n shrimp
Grits n eggs & bacon
Grits n beans
Grits n gravy
Grits n okra
Grits n catfish
Grits n cream (the old fashioned kind off the farm)
Grits n honey
Grits n cheese
Grits n shrimp
Grits n eggs & bacon
Grits n beans
Grits n gravy
Grits n okra
Grits n catfish
Grits n cream (the old fashioned kind off the farm)
Posted on 12/28/22 at 2:24 pm to RedPants
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The chances of him looking like an African black man are non-existent.
So has how far apart are Africans (Egypt) and Israelis (Israel) considering they are next to each other would be like saying folks in Mississippi look different than folks in Alabama.
Modern Egyptian woman
Modern Indian woman (dot not feather)
Modern Saudi woman
You really believe these women gave birth to a a pale, blue eyed, red haired Jesus?
As for Israel, here is Miss Israel (the darkest of the 4)
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