Sober Villagers

Hi jeffrey,
Welcome to the village.
Glad you are here.
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Hi and welcome to the sober village.
Please make yourself at home. Glad you are here.
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Hi Braiden,
Welcome to the sober village.
I see your finding you way around. Thats a good thing.
Tell us a little about yourself so we can get to know you better.
Glad you joined us.

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Always wear sun-screen lotion during summers. It is advisable to use winter care creams to overcome the harsh and cold winds. The best cure is to smile through and your skin will shine with an extra dash. It's no big secret!

Make sure you have whole-grain bread, rice or pasta at least four times a week and you will reduce the chance of having cancer by 40 per cent.

Garlic is the mother of all cures. Researchers in Liverpool have found that 5ml of garlic extract lower levels of a disease-causing chemical by up to 48 per cent.

I haven't had the chance to view this movie yet. I did see the trailer and it looked good. My Sister's Step-Son (she married a black guy) is the director. Anthony Hemminway.
Has anyone seen it?

There was a painter named Smokey MacGregor who was very interested in making a penny where he could, so he often thinned down his paint to make it go a bit further.




As it happened, he got away with this for some time, but eventually the local church decided to do a big restoration job on the outside of one of their biggest buildings.

Smokey put in a bid, and, because his price was so low, he got the job.

So he set about erecting the scaffolding and setting up the planks, and buying the paint and, yes, I am sorry to say, thinning it down with turpentine.

Well, Smokey was up on the scaffolding, painting away, the job nearly completed, when suddenly there was a horrendous clap of thunder, the sky opened, and the rain poured down washing the thinned paint from all over the church and knocking Smokey clear off the scaffold to land on the lawn among the gravestones, surrounded by telltale puddles of the thinned, useless paint.






Smokey was no fool. He knew this was a judgment from the Almighty, so he got down on his knees and cried, "Oh, God, Oh God, forgive me; what should I do?"

And from the thunder, a mighty voice spoke:

Repaint, repaint & thin no more!:Happy_469:

Well I suppose you could but what would be the point? :laie_67::LolLolLolLol:

:welcome: to our village! I see you have already posted in the "struggling" thread; please make yourself at home anywhere-we are glad to have you.

Gi