The Worthless Thread for Specifically Increasing Post Numbers

[fishinnut]

The world now takes more photographs in two minutes than it did in the entire 19th century, according to a 2012 analysis of global film supplies by a Web site called 1000 Memories.

 

[Teri in NC]

The world now takes more photographs in two minutes than it did in the entire 19th century, according to a 2012 analysis of global film supplies by a Web site called 1000 Memories.

Interesting!
I'm going to use this quote in my scrapbooking business.
Thanks!

 

[Twisted]

This thread needs to stay on page 1

 

[16KJV11]

This thread needs to stay on page 1

We are not deemed worthy, oh mentally twisted one!

 

[16KJV11]

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

 

[Baptist City Holdout]

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

Protect us by Thy matchless might.

 

[Baptist City Holdout]

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

Protect us by Thy matchless might.

I love to stand with hand o'er heart

 

[Baptist City Holdout]

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

Protect us by Thy matchless might.

I love to stand with hand o'er heart

And think of those who did their part,

 

[Baptist City Holdout]

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

Protect us by Thy matchless might.

I love to stand with hand o'er heart

And think of those who did their part,

Who left a mom a lone gold star,

 

[Twisted]

Please, dear Lord, make them finish this poem.

 

[16KJV11]

Great story about the SR 71
  https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1887862397912248&id=100000655193691&notif_t=feedback_reaction_generic&notif_id=1524056872199383&ref=m_notif

 

[16KJV11]

Please, dear Lord, make them finish this poem.

We will NEVER quit.
We don't even know what the word MEANS.
The POEM must go on to completion.
We WILL finish what we start you no good lily livered, pink lemonade drinking, lace on your underwear wearing SOFTY!

 

[16KJV11]

PFFFT AND DOUBLE PFFFFFFFT to TWISTED!!!!

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

Protect us by Thy matchless might.

I love to stand with hand o'er heart

And think of those who did their part,

Who left a mom a lone gold star,

Whose bodies rest 'neath fields afar.

 

[Twisted]

Please, dear Lord, make them finish this poem.

The POEM must go on to completion.

Yes!  YES!!

That's what we want!

A verse a day is dragging it out!  We need more!!

 

[16KJV11]

Please, dear Lord, make them finish this poem.

The POEM must go on to completion.

Yes!  YES!!

That's what we want!

A verse a day is dragging it out!  We need more!!

Yes, but remember RAIDER'S rules of posting...
One sentence at a time per post!
Have you forgotten?
It's all about the NUMBERS! 8)

 

[Baptist City Holdout]

And when I Love America is done there's a whole book of poetry that needs pardoned.

 

[Twisted]

Please, dear Lord, make them finish this poem.

The POEM must go on to completion.

Yes!  YES!!

That's what we want!

A verse a day is dragging it out!  We need more!!

Yes, but remember RAIDER'S rules of posting...
One sentence at a time per post!
Have you forgotten?
It's all about the NUMBERS! 8)

Who's RAIDER?

Does he frequent this thread?

 

[Twisted]

Possibly getting a new AC unit in the ward.

 

[16KJV11]

Possibly getting a new AC unit in the ward.

Does that mean that you can lighten up on the deodorant? 

 

[16KJV11]

PFFFT AND DOUBLE PFFFFFFFT to TWISTED!!!!

I love Thanksgiving when we pray,

And July 4th and Labor Day

With picnics, ants, and hungry flies,

And barbecue and hot french fries,

With Cokes and chips and apple pies

Beneath some hazy, lazy skies.

I love Miami's royal palm

That oozes forth a healing balm.

Beside the oceans quiet calm.

And Betsy Ross, and Orville Wright

And dear Ben Franklin's flying kite;

And Thomas Jefferson's mightly quill,

And Alamo, and Bunker Hill

And Paul Revere's midnight ride,

And Wilbur Wright's successful glide.

I love United's friendly skies

And baseball when the umpire cries

?Play ball!? as thousands quietly rise

To turn their moistened sober eyes

Toward waving flag that proudly flies.

And Casey Stengal's Stengaleze

And Dairy Queen and Tastee Freeze

And cotton candy at the zoo

And corny dogs and Big Macs too

And Burger Kings and Shopping Malls

And hockey pucks and basket balls

And Mississippi's cotton fields

And Holland, Michigan?s spinning wheels;    (Was this before Holland, Michigan's most notorious son entered the fray?)

Monotonous midwestern plains,

Florida?s sun, Seattle?s rams.

Atlanta's lovely, dogwood trails

And Santa Fe's long clicking rails

I love the Rocky Mountain peaks

Beneath a sky which mutely speaks;

And Disney World, and Disney Land,

And Georgia's fertile blood-red sand:

The Mississippi, and Rio Grande;

Wisconsin's cheese and dairy land.

I love McDonald's chocolate shakes,      AMEN, GLORY TO GOD, HALLELUJAH

And Minnesota's thousand lakes;

The Royal Gorge's mighty yawn

A sleepy Alabama dawn

The harvest moon that shineth on.

I love to gaze at Yellowstone

While licking on an ice cream cone.

And Howard Johnson's Motor Lodge;

And Ford, and Chevrolet, and Dodge.

I love the stately Empire State,

And San Francisco?s Golden Gate.

I love St. Loius' friendly arch.

The Statue of Liberty's burning torch

The Washington Monument's prickly goad

And Colorado's trail ridge road.

I love "My Country, Tis of Thee,"

Oh, blessed land of liberty.

Long may our glorious land be bright,

With freedom's wondrous holy light,

Protect us by Thy matchless might.

I love to stand with hand o'er heart

And think of those who did their part,

Who left a mom a lone gold star,

Whose bodies rest 'neath fields afar.

I love New England's rolling farms,