Nose to nose at 133. What now?

Gee @zaphod, I would say I am sorry, but I am not !!

Nose to nose in moves, I was wondering how we did it? Until you, I thought something was wrong with the counter.

A forester and a lawyer were in car accident and showed up at the pearly gates together. St. Peter greets them at the pearly gates and takes them to the homes where they will spend all of eternity. They get into St. Peter's holy vehicle and head on down a gold road, which turns into a platinum road, which turns onto an even grander road paved with diamonds, to a huge mansion where St. Peter turns to the lawyer and says, here is your home for the rest of eternity, enjoy! And if there is anything you need, just let me know. Then St. Peter took the forester to his home, back down the diamond studded boulevard, down the platinum highway, down the street of gold, down an avenue of silver, along a stone alley and down an unpaved footpath to a shack. St Peter says "Here you go" and goes to leave when the forester says "Wait a minute!, how come the lawyer gets the big mansion and I get this shack?" St. Peter says: "Well, Foresters are a dime a dozen here, we have never had a lawyer before."

Al Gore is out jogging one morning, notices a little boy on the corner with a box. Curious he runs over to the child and says, "What is in the box kid?" The little boy says, "Kittens, they are brand new kittens." Al Gore laughs and says, "What kind of kittens are they?" "Democrats," the child says. "Oh that is cute," Al Gore says and he runs off. A couple of days later Al Gore is running with his buddy Bill Clinton and he spies the same boy with his box just ahead. Al Gore says to Bill, "You gotta check this out" and they both jog over to the boy with the box. Al Gore says, "Look in the box Bill, is that not cute? Look at those little kittens. Hey kid tell my friend Bill what kind of kittens they are." The boy replies, "They are Republicans." "Whoa!" Al Gore says, "I came by here the other day and you said they were Democrats. What is up?" "Well," the kid says, "Their eyes are open now."

Where did everybody go? It is like a ghost town in the chat.

But this isn't the chat...the message board where we play is the chat..and no one talks there any more.

That is what I meant Donna, the chat stops after 7PM, other than that Australian chap.

Donna, even with the clues given, I am having trouble finding a rythmic pattern in moves. You know, a smooth flow.

How many divorced men does it take to change a light bulb? NONE, they never get the house!

One day at a busy airport, the passengers on a commercial airliner are seated, waiting for the cockpit crew to show up so they can get under way. The pilot and co-pilot finally appear in the rear of the plane, and begin walking up to the cockpit through the center aisle. Both appear to be blind. The pilot is using a white cane, bumping into passengers right and left as he stumbles down the aisle, and the co-pilot is using a guide dog. Both have their eyes covered with huge sunglasses. At first the passengers do not react; thinking that it must be some sort of practical joke. However, after a few minutes the engines start spooling up and the airplane, starts moving down the runway. The passengers look at each other with some uneasiness, whispering among themselves and looking desperately to the flight attendants for reassurance. Then the airplane starts accelerating rapidly and people begin panicking. Some passengers are praying, and as the plane gets closer and closer to the end of the runway, the voices are becoming more and more hysterical. Finally, when the airplane has less than 20 feet of runway left, there is a sudden change in the pitch of the shouts as everyone screams at once, and at the very last moment the airplane lifts off and is airborne. Up in the cockpit, the co-pilot breathes a sigh of relief and turns to the Captain: "You know, one of these days the passengers are not going to scream, and we are gonna get killed!"

alright @zaphod, how did you get to 124, congrats?

While cruising at 40,000 feet, the airplane shuddered and Mr. Benson looked out the window. "Good lord!" he screamed, "one of the engines just blew up!" Other passengers left their seats and came running over; suddenly the aircraft was rocked by a second blast as yet another engine exploded on the other side. The passengers were in a panic now, and even the stewardesses could not maintain order. Just then, standing tall and smiling confidently, the pilot strode from the cockpit and assured everyone that there was nothing to worry about. His words and his demeanor seemed to make most of the passengers feel better, and they sat down as the pilot calmly walked to the door of the aircraft. There, he grabbed several packages from under the seats and began handing them to the flight attendants. Each crew member attached the package to their backs. "Say," spoke up an alert passenger, "are those parachutes?" The pilot said they were. The passenger went on, "But I thought you said there was nothing to worry about?" "There is not," replied the pilot as a third engine exploded. "We are going to get help."

A military cargo plane, flying over a populated area, suddenly loses power and starts to nose down. The pilot tries to pull up, but with all their cargo, the plane is too heavy. So he yells to the soldiers in back to throw things out to make the plane lighter. They throw out a pistol. "Throw out more!" shouts the pilot. So they throw out a rifle. "More!" he cries again. They heave out a missile, and the pilot regains control. He pulls out of the dive and lands safely at an airport. They get into a jeep and drive off. Pretty soon they meet a boy on the side of the road who is crying. They ask him why he is crying and he says "A pistol hit me on the head!" They drive more and meet another boy who is crying even harder. Again they ask why and the boy says, "A rifle hit me on the head!" They apologize and keep driving. They meet a boy on the sidewalk who is laughing hysterically. They ask him, "Kid, what is so funny?" The boy replies, "I sneezed and a house blew up!"

At 122. No matter what I try. 4 cards left, JS,QS, KS(face down), and KC. My count is 118. 1 move off. Need to be at 117 in order to get 121. Dang it all !!

Two bowling teams, one of all Blondes and one of all Brunettes, charter a double-Decker bus for a weekend trip to Louisiana. The Brunette team rode on the bottom of the bus, and the Blonde team rode on the top level. The Brunette team down below really whooped it up, having a great time, when one of them realized she hadn't heard anything from the Blondes upstairs. She decided to go up and investigate. When the Brunette reached the top, she found all the Blondes in fear, staring straight ahead at the road, clutching the seats in front of them with white knuckles. The brunette asked, 'What the heck's going on up here? We're having a great time downstairs!' One of the Blondes looked up at her, swallowed hard and whispered... "WELL, OF COURSE, YOU'VE GOT A DRIVER!"

Oh Donna, real cute!

Hate it when no one responds to Qs on chat board!!!

Mountain Tech Talk 1. LOG ON: Makin a wood stove hotter. 2. LOG OFF: Dont add no more wood. 3. MONITOR: Keepin an eye on the wood stove. 4. DOWNLOAD: Gettin the farwood off the truk. 5. MEGA HERTZ: When yer not kerful gettin the farwood. 6. FLOPPY DISC: Whatcha git from tryin to carry too much farwood. 7. RAM: That thar thing whut splits the farwood. 8. HARD DRIVE: Gettin home in the winter time. 9. PROMPT: Whut the mail ain't in the winter time. 10. WINDOWS: Whut to shut wen its cold outside. 11. SCREEN: Whut to shut wen its blak fly season. 12. BYTE: Whut them dang flys do. 13. CHIP: Munchies fer the TV. 14. MICRO CHIP: Whuts in the bottom of the munchie bag. 15. MODEM: Whut cha did to the hay fields. 16. DOT MATRIX: Old Dan Matrixs wife. 17. LAP TOP: Whar the kitty sleeps. 18. KEYBOARD: Whar ya hang the dang keys. 19. SOFTWARE: Them dang plastic forks and knifs. 20. MOUSE: Whut eats the grain in the barn. 21. MAINFRAME: Holds up the barn roof. 22. PORT: Fancy Flatlander wine 23. ENTER: Northerner talk fer "Cmon in yall" 24. RANDOM ACCESS MEMORY: Wen ya caint member whut ya paid fer the rifle when yore wife asks. 25. MOUSE PAD: That hippie talk fer the rat hole.

The Remedy A fellow went to the doctor who told him that he had a bad illness and only a year to live. So he decided to talk to his pastor. After the man explained his situation, he asked his Pastor if there was anything he could do. "What you should do is go out and buy a late 70 or early 80 model Dodge Pickup," said the Pastor. "Then go get married to the ugliest woman you can find, and buy yourselves an old trailer house and put it halfway up a mountain." The fellow asked, "Will this help me live longer?" "No," said the pastor, "but it will make what time you do have seem like forever."