Continuous Story

[HAZARD]

It was Foghorn Leghorn yelling, . . . . . Pay attention to me boy! I’m not just talkin’ to hear my head roar.

Edited July 2, 2019 by HAZARD

[BeauJangles]

...Just the sound of Foghorn's voice temporarily quelled two things. The obsession of getting rhinoplasty, recalling the prominent beak on ol' Foggy's face, and the over-sized feet that he also had made him think twice about the importance of color coordinating his sock drawer, at least for the moment anyway. And he replied, "It's been years old buddy!" Exclaiming with glee. "How are all the hens back at the hen house?"...

Edited July 2, 2019 by BeauJangles

[HAZARD]

 

How are all the hens back at the hen house? . . . When eagles are silent, the parrots begin to jabber. Some people love the Jews, and some do not. But no thoughtful man can deny the fact that they are, beyond any question, the most formidable and the most remarkable race which has appeared in the world.

 

[BeauJangles]

...nearly choking on his ham sandwich, as it fell to the floor in embarrassment, he recalled another two things. It was Saturday, and the sliced pork wasn't exactly Kosher! So he put the cell on speaker, and made sure to place a slice of dill pickle over the camera lens. "I can say it's malfunctioning." Thinking to himself quickly, as he scooped the remnants of the sandwich off the floor, and then...

[R. Hartono]

The beautiful houses, the beautiful cars, good business, good income, luxurious dinner at restaurants, the good food at home, happy picnics abroad, the money at the bank account, the gold, the jewellery, the diamond ring, the good wine, the investments on shares, all abundant blessings of  bountiful living from God to these christians and they share nothing but curses with me.

[BeauJangles]

...And when that fully crystallized in my mind, it started racing as beads of sweat began to form across my forehead, and my left eyelid started twitching nervously. So I put my cell on hold, and raced to the land-line in order to contact my business accountant back at the bank. "Is everything all tidy and secure?" I asked in a voice of near panic. And my accountant tried to reassure me, and told me please to please sit down, and take a few deep breaths...

Edited July 2, 2019 by BeauJangles

[Blood Bought 1953]

He was incredibly shocked, but it was no surprise to me.....long thought dead , my shares of TransAtlantic Zeppelin and U.S.Hay were rebounding nicely.....My Market Strategy had always been “ Buy High and Sell Low” to keep my taxes at a minimum.....My financial acumen is only matched by my ability to.....

[BeauJangles]

...play croquet on the vast front lawn while being blind-folded! Yes, it was a true talent learned as a young lad. By adulthood, I rarely hit my foot with the mallet! Others were mistrustful of course, and always shied away from joining in. Who would relish getting whacked with one of those things? This was only second with the uncanny feat of attempting to...

Edited July 2, 2019 by BeauJangles

[Blood Bought 1953]

 

Rub my belly and pat my head at the same time.....I took home the Silver at Innsbrook years ago with that talent......speaking of “ talent”, did you see the act that was thrown off “America’s Got Talent”? I did not see it as a big deal. All they did was......

[Blood Bought 1953]

 

Dont just laugh, Beau.......you gotta finish it.....lol