My husband, being unhappy with my mood swings,
bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be able
to  monitor my moods.

We've discovered that when I'm in a good mood, it
turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a
big  %$# red mark on his forehead.

Maybe next time he'll buy me a diamond


Ray Shahan 
Life is not a journey to the grave with the 
intention of arriving safely in a pretty and 
well preserved body, but rather to skid in 
broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, 
and loudly proclaiming: 
-- WOW!!! What a Ride



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