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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Jun 17, 2014 14:58:29 GMT -5
Where & how do "These People" come up with this "STUFF" ?? "FISH HEAD SOUP" ?? Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww..<gag> .. No freakin way !! No thank Youuuuuu !! I'll pass !! Sorry looking Bunch ... Guess they should have run & hid .... Oh that's right !! Ooops....... "TOO LATE" ??
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Post by John Winston Lennon O'Boogie on Jun 18, 2014 6:17:45 GMT -5
I wonder if any of the bankers were swimming with them when they were caught..?
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Jun 23, 2014 12:14:49 GMT -5
tHANKS.......redcat3 DIAMOND JEDI That honey-do list reminded me of the honey-do joke. Hope this is appropriate for the board. If not, I'm sure the mods will delete it.
HONEY-DO LIST
A husband is watching a football game on the television in the living room on a Sunday afternoon when his wife comes into the room and says, "Honey, the handle on the refrigerator door is loose. Can you fix it?" He says, "Do I have Westinghouse written across my forehead? I'm watching the game. Just leave me alone." and she leaves.
About ten minutes later she comes back and says, "Honey, I turned on the light in the hallway and it's flickering. Maybe there's a short. Can you fix it?" He says, "Do I have General Electric written across my forehead? Let me watch my game." and she leaves again.
About ten minutes later she comes back into the room and says, "Honey, I just went outside to get the newspaper and noticed one of the steps leading up to the porch is loose. Can you fix it before somebody gets hurt?" Now he's really angry and yells, "Do I have Home Depot written across my forehead? I've had enough. I'm going to the bar and watch the game with the guys." and he storms out.
When the game is over, he starts thinking about how mean he had been to his wife and decides he better go home and apologize. When he walks up the steps, he notices none of them are loose. He goes into the house and turns on the light in the hallway and it's not flickering. He goes into the kitchen to get a beer out of the refrigerator and notices the handle isn't loose. Just then, his wife walks into the kitchen and he asks her how she got everything fixed. She says, "After you left I was sitting on he porch crying and a nice young man walked over to me and asked me why I was crying. When I told him, he said he would fix everything for me and all I had to do was either bake him a cake or make love to him." The husband asks, "What kind of cake did you bake him?" She says, "Do I have Better Crocker written across my forehead?"
Have a nice week-end CMKX'ers.
Mrs. Redcat
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Post by theotherside on Jun 23, 2014 21:19:27 GMT -5
A bit of trivia. Fish Heads was written and partially sung by Bill Mumy aka Will Robinson from Lost In Space. Any of you older members know who I'm talking about?
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Jul 1, 2014 5:35:11 GMT -5
So much time, so many years have gone by, for the shareholders........ And, Times are changin' for Mr. & Mrs. CMKX and their depends !! The "Mystery" Mr & Mrs CMKX?? ..... lol
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Post by 3bid on Aug 8, 2014 15:28:41 GMT -5
Growing older while waiting for CMKX leaves some of us pondering the eventual possibility of facing a life experience review. An end time where we witness the content of our years revealed in sequential images of days gone by, used up. All in a flickering of moments, and then... death.
As I see it, life is for the living and taking chances is a risk one must never totally avoid. Struggle and the boring redundancy of being stuck can be a powerful motivator for taking risks. In fact, a creative spark is all that's required to entirely demolish the box we live in. This doesn't mean destroying one's home and losing everything familiar and predictable. It's more about how fear of change creates anxiety. Deal with it; don't make it larger than the big picture. If we were meant to live within the confines of compromise, we wouldn't have such a variety of tools to crack the thin shelled illusions that layer and plateau our lives at low altitudes.
A dream come true demands space for bigger and better experiences, or so it seems. Trading interesting penny stocks attracts risk-takers on the hunt for larger [positive] numbers. Behind it all is the hope and dream of winning big, being phenomenally successful despite encountering losses. The deepest regret is the loss of time where the rare chance opportunities of yesterday came and went, because fear and commonsense restrained us. But who would of guessed that taking a risk in a penny stock might involve years of waiting for the final act? This in itself creates a redundancy of being a stuck-holder in yet another box with walls we learn to hate. A room with a single shrinking window where rays of hope enter our space. I've spent my share of days with my nose rubbing up against that window. Something's out there. I feel it.
Initially, 'the good' far exceeded 'the bad and the ugly' of our investment; many eyes were captured by the dazzle of spectacular possibilities and personalities. Falling hard for CMKX was only natural, given its attractiveness and power of seduction. Within reach was something worth the risk and we took it. But don't let anything become a prison. The same creative spark and curious interest that got you there can also free you. Whether it's a boring job or anything else where delayed gratification and unfulfillment make for unreasonable and intolerable conditions that effect quality of life. All of these thoughts went through my mind while watching a short film video about the common experiences of a life lived. For us it's more about living the same day over and over, forever caught in the experience of hoping and waiting for closure and fulfillment that is, thus far, always soon... to come.
I didn't intend to write very much about the 'this and that' of our situation. But this is an important perspective on that subject, as we approach the end, be it closure or death... There's always room for humor, even after all the rumor, if we never take ourselves too seriously. The 'ugly and the sad' is that we are dying, literally, gradually over the years we wait for closure. The CMKX train may carry us to end of our days [sometimes too soon], where we fall hard -- with a different meaning. This dilemma has taken on a life of its own; a life that will end, someday, maybe. So don't go slipping on any banana peels while dancing or living on the edge. We need to peer review the CMKX experience -- including closure and fulfillment -- while alive and usefully conscious.
-3bid
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Aug 22, 2014 8:12:14 GMT -5
TRUTH?? TRUTH?? YA WANT THE TRUTH?? Lawyers should never ask a Georgia grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer. In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.' The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?' She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.' The defense attorney nearly died. The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said, 'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.
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Post by John Winston Lennon O'Boogie on Aug 22, 2014 8:16:56 GMT -5
TRUTH?? TRUTH?? YA WANT THE TRUTH?? Lawyers should never ask a Georgia grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer. In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?' She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.' The lawyer was stunned. Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?' She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.' The defense attorney nearly died. The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said, 'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Oct 16, 2014 8:48:15 GMT -5
Don't shoot the messenger.... saw this on AOL news feed.....Interesting..BUT I think they missed the 3 stooges obsession...... lol lol New survey reveals male immaturity by state Oct 15th 2014 2:55PM Gentlemen, settle in. I'm about to tell you something you don't want to know: You're immature. Or, at least, that's what a new survey would have you believe. A blog by real estate website Estately claims to have found a magical formula for calculating immaturity among men ages 25-65, based on their childish tendencies. Rhode Island tops the list of states with boys who just won't grow up. You might be thinking Estately used some highfalutin, fancy statistical blueprint to map out adolescent behaviors. It turns out the site mostly just used Facebook. The blog broke down six characteristics of perceived immaturity, including expressing enthusiasm for fantasy football, beer pong and video games. You know, typical guy stuff. It also included interest in watching "Family Guy." Yep, you heard right. "Family Guy," a social satire cartoon that's won five Primetime Emmys, along with 13 other awards and 52 nominations. Surely only underdeveloped minds would guffaw at something TV Guide has hailed as one of the top 10 TV cartoons of all time. It might seem far-fetched, but the seed of this idea did come from a recognized entity on demographic trends, Pew Research Center. In September, Pew released statistical trends showing a record number of young Americans have never been married. This led Estately to ask, "Why aren't young men and women getting hitched?" It turns out Estately must think it's the Y chromosome's fault. According to Pew's study, "Never-married women place a great deal of importance on finding someone who has a steady job- fully 78% say this would be very important to them in choosing a spouse or partner." This might have led Estately a bit astray because the blog used states' unemployment rates in the tabulation of immaturity. Now, Estately might be ignoring the crawl of the American economy back to prosperity in the past five years after what the National Bureau of Economic Research calls one of the longest economic downturns since the 1920s ... but you could say job searching has been a bit difficult for men recently. Women, too, might we add. The last characteristic that Estately cites as a measure of men's immaturity: The number of porn downloads per capita in each state. The trouble is, the data doesn't specify whether men were the only ones hitting the download button. Any way you dice it, it's pretty interesting demographical information ... but I'm not sure I'll only be ferreting my future partners from Utah, Idaho, or Washington state, just because those gentlemen rank as the "most mature" by some not-so-standard standards. blog.estately.com/2014/10/which-u-s-states-have-the-most-immature-men/1 .No Job (unemployment rate for each state) 2. Fantasy Football Enthusiasm (expressed interest for fantasy football by male Facebook users ages 25-65 in each state) 3. Beer Pong Enthusiasm (expressed interest for beer pong by male Facebook users ages 25-65 in each state) 4. Video Game Enthusiasm (expressed interest for video games by male Facebook users ages 25-65 in each state) 5. Enthusiasm for watching The Family Guy (expressed interest for The Family Guy by male Facebook users ages 25-65 in each state) 6. Porn Viewership (number of porn downloads per capita in each state) In the end we discovered the country’s most immature men are congregated in the Midwest, Great Lakes, Southwest, and Appalachia. The most mature were in the Northwest, Mountain West, and South.
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Post by vulcanized crawler on Oct 16, 2014 12:33:32 GMT -5
fish head soup. omg ild forgotten. i lived in panama for a very long time. i had a columbian girl friend and she loved making fish head soup. wana know how you could tell when it was ready? the eyes would float to the surface. they didnt wink at you, but, they did stare. it tasted great.
next ill tell you how she made chicken soup from the parts that included a fresh egg. oh the memories
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Nov 4, 2014 14:42:02 GMT -5
GOTTA LUV IT !! Drunk HusbandJoe wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas Party. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong. Joe had to force himself to open his eyes, & the first thing he saw is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Joe sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean & pressed. He looks around the room & sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, Darling! Love, Jillian" He stumbles to the kitchen & sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Joe asks, "Son, what happened last night?" "Well, you came home after 3 A.M drunk & out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door." Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?" His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, 'Leave me alone b*tch, I'm married!'" Broken Coffee Table $239.99 Hot Breakfast $4.20 Two Aspirins $.38 Saying the right thing, at the right time...... PRICELESS !!
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Post by 3bid on Jan 6, 2015 13:08:18 GMT -5
10 tons of fireworks explode at CMKX party (VIDEO)
After many doubtful years of waiting on what seemed only to be hopes and dreams forever,
a large group of lucky shareholders were surprised again when 10 tons of celebratory fireworks suddenly exploded at their 'We can't believe it finally happened' party.
[The cameraman either fell or was blown backwards by the force of the explosion.]
rt.com/news/220191-fireworks-blast-explosion-colombia/
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Post by imSINGLEruRICH on Feb 2, 2015 10:49:43 GMT -5
Good Marketing!While walking down the street one day, a high ranking politician is tragically hit by a truck and dies. His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance. "Welcome to Heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you." "No problem, just let me in." says the politician. "Well, I'd like to but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in Hell and one in Heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity." "Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in Heaven," says the politician. "I'm sorry but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts the politician to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to Hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a club and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him, everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, hug him, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at expense of the people. They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster and caviar. Also present is the Devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that, before he realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a big hug and waves while the elevator rises. The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on Heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him. "Now it's time to visit Heaven." So 24 hours pass with the politician head of state joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. "Well then, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity." He reflects for a minute, then the head of state answers, "Well, I would never have thought it, I mean Heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in Hell." So Saint Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to Hell. Now the doors of the elevator open and he is in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage. He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags. The Devil comes over to the politician and lays an arm on his neck. "I don't understand," stammers the politician. Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and club and we ate lobster and caviar and danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable." The Devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted for us."
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Post by John Winston Lennon O'Boogie on Feb 2, 2015 10:57:41 GMT -5
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Post by JoeRockss on Mar 5, 2015 22:04:25 GMT -5
funny... lol lol OT: Told my boss" take this job and shove it!" Yep, I quit my job today. My boss said "this isn't that CMKX bs again is it? .... He then said " I will see you at your desk tomorrow, and don't be late! Come on Al, drop the bomb. .... just for you who do not know me... .... it is a long running joke with my boss. How many times have I quit due to a "new" deadline with CMKX. He has heard it many times.
So basicly I call him an azzhole and quit, and then the next day I kiss his fanny, and ask for my job back.
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