I'd Give My Left Ovary To Know...

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Neesy

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I believe this one mostly comes down to the pressures of advertising. From around early November, we're constantly screamed at in every kind of media that we SHOULD HURRY BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE and so day by day as Christmas Eve approaches, we're more and more frantic to have everything done before the last store closes.
Also... most people haven't had a decent break from their work in close to 12 months and human beings (IMO) weren't designed to be little Energiser batteries.

Oops... I only covered their worst. :blush:

At their best: because even though they're tired and almost winking out, they recognise that this time of year is hardest for those with the least--and so their hearts come to the surface and people begin to do right by each other, because--there is no feeling in the world like when you've made somebody else smile.

Good observations Flake - we all have good and bad in each of us. Lately I have trying to focus more on the positives than the negatives :grinning:
 

HollyGolightly

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Chicken and an egg are in bed having made love, the chicken lights up a cigarette and says "well that answers that old question". At the risk of being a 'buzz killington', that's an annoying question, a chicken is hatched from an egg, it's the only way it can be made, and reptiles have been laying eggs for hundreds of millions of years.

About Jack the ripper, there have been some interesting documentaries about him, and the most compelling line of inquiry seems to point to a guy who was in London at the time of the killings, then disappeared, only to be sentanced to death in America for a brutal murder that had similarities to the rippers killings a little while later. I wish I could remember the specifics.

Thanks for the funny! If I could find the ROFL guy, you'd be looking at him. (About the chicken joke, not the Ripper facts - but that's good to know as well).
 

fljoe0

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Where does all the asphalt go when the road crew patches potholes? A pothole will form and then the road crew will come out and dump asphalt in the hole. A couple of months later the hole is back and the road crew comes out and dumps more asphalt in the hole. This is repeated over and over again sometimes for years on the same hole. Where does all the old asphalt go? :biggrin2:
 

FlakeNoir

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Where does all the asphalt go when the road crew patches potholes? A pothole will form and then the road crew will come out and dump asphalt in the hole. A couple of months later the hole is back and the road crew comes out and dumps more asphalt in the hole. This is repeated over and over again sometimes for years on the same hole. Where does all the old asphalt go? :biggrin2:
Into the tread in my tyres? "tick, tick, tick, tick,tick, ticktickticktcktctcktcktcktcktck" :biggrin2:
 

Todash

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I tend to wonder "who was the first person" kind of things (in addition to the Jack the Ripper thing, which I cannot start thinking about, or it freaks me out, and the only thing that helps is the knowledge that he is certainly dead).

Who was the first person who discovered that castoreum—beaver anal gland secretions—tastes like vanilla? And how did that go down?

Who was the first person who watched someone sicken and/or die after eating rhubarb leaves and then thought, "Well, maybe the stems are okay ..."?
 

SusanNorton

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I would like to know why Walmart thinks it's acceptable to have only one cashier available at the Site to Store center in the days leading up to Christmas. Of course, there are about five people behind the desk, draped on top of the photo machines, or looking at videos on their iPhones. There's a line 20 deep, most of them looking suicidal/homicidal, but they seem to gather hope when it's their turn, only to be greeted with "Hmm. I don't know why you got a text saying it's ready. It's not here."

I hate to think that the reason they do this is that they simply don't care. Could that be true? I would love to know.