tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-194759292011-11-27T21:14:45.355-05:00My 87 year old Step-Great-Grand-Father always has words of wisdom to speak. At least he says they're words of wisdom. I'll let you be the judge.Fluxing the Scorpion Sparrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09481055873737464592noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19475929.post-54638407203107512642010-04-02T23:06:00.001-04:002010-04-02T23:08:45.183-04:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb8e1dbda1cf44ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb8e1dbda1cf44ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331599687%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29CE1B5C0CBFD210D61D49D55F1723A87D317E9E.27AC409BE672B8D545457E27A2A6BF1CF6F2D3C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb8e1dbda1cf44ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhxQQW2GroyiA2dm2HZIojat7UuE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb8e1dbda1cf44ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331599687%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29CE1B5C0CBFD210D61D49D55F1723A87D317E9E.27AC409BE672B8D545457E27A2A6BF1CF6F2D3C0%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb8e1dbda1cf44ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhxQQW2GroyiA2dm2HZIojat7UuE&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19475929-5463840720310751264?l=jemsfromjohnny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fluxing the Scorpion Sparrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09481055873737464592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19475929.post-1133551341620020072005-12-02T14:21:00.000-05:002006-10-26T00:20:44.446-04:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2730/764/1600/jean%20shorts.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2730/764/320/jean%20shorts.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Cast:<br />Johnny- my step great grand father<br />Aaron- me<br /><br />Setting:<br />Aaron says hi to Johnny before going out for the night. <br /><br />Play:<br /><br />Aaron- Hey Johnny, I'm going out for the night. I'll see you later.<br />Johnny- Uhhhh, where you going? <br />Aaron- Out. [Aaron has found it easier not to give too many details, for the more details you give Johnny the more questions you get from him]<br />Johnny- What's wrong with your pants?<br />Aaron- What do you mean?<br />Johnny- There's a tear in them at your knee.<br />Aaron- Oh, ha! It's supposed to be that way.<br />Johnny- How did you tear it?<br />Aaron- No, it's supposed to be that way.<br />Johnny- I would just cut the bottom of them off where the tear is.<br />Aaron- It's supposed to be that way!<br />Johnny- They don't look good that way. You should make them into shorts. <br />Aaron- I don't think...<br />Johnny- I have some scissors here somewhere.<br />Aaron- I don't think...<br />Johnny- You can cut them before you leave, so no girls will know that your pants had a tear in them.<br />Aaron- I really don't want...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19475929-113355134162002007?l=jemsfromjohnny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fluxing the Scorpion Sparrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09481055873737464592noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19475929.post-1133419615250466782005-12-01T01:18:00.000-05:002006-10-26T00:20:44.389-04:00<a href="http://fs5.deviantart.com/i/2004/303/5/3/marriage_by_sotoxic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://fs5.deviantart.com/i/2004/303/5/3/marriage_by_sotoxic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Cast: <br /><br />T - a girl, who used to like me, but is now engaged<br />Johnny - my 87 year step-great-grand-father<br />Aaron - me<br /><br />Setting: Last night at a gathering<br /><br />Act I:<br /><br />T: (with her fiancé standing next to her) Hi Johnny! How are you?<br />Johnny: Oh, oh. Hi. Is Aaron your boyfriend? He he he!<br />T: I've got to go.<br /><br />Act II:<br /><br />T: Hey Aaron<br />Aaron: Hey T<br />T: (with angry look) do you know where your step-great-grand-father is?<br />Aaron: No? Why?<br />T: ...(without answering walks away)<br /><br />Act III<br /><br />Johnny: Did you see T tonight? <br />Aaron: Ya, I saw her. Did you say hi to her?<br />Johnny: He, he, he. Ya. I asked her if you were her boyfriend in front of her fiancé! He, he, he.<br />Aaron: You can't say that!<br />Johnny: Sure I can.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19475929-113341961525046678?l=jemsfromjohnny.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Fluxing the Scorpion Sparrowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09481055873737464592noreply@blogger.com7