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The Adventure Of A Cat by Alfred Elwes pt.3

2011-12-19T20:43:00.000-08:00

I was not however destined to remain without my share of it, although I did not stir from the spot where I had been concealed. I said that a tree grew close to the hunting-box, on the roof of which I was placed, and that it was by its help that I had climbed to my present elevation. A large rat, with a body not very much smaller than my own, which had managed to escape from the fight where so many of his friends and relations had fallen, sought about for a place of refuge. Espying the tree, and seeing that all his enemies were at that moment too much engaged to attend to him, he sprang up the trunk and came rapidly towards me, little expecting to find another of his foes so far away from her companions. I watched him come, and resolved in my own mind that he should not escape, although my heart beat a good deal at the idea of the encounter.

The rat sprang on to the roof, and was going to scamper over it, when his fierce little eyes,--and quick nose too, no doubt, for it moved incessantly,--spied me out, crouching at a short distance and ready to spring. He stopped an instant, as if considering what it were best to do, then, thinking perhaps that if he attempted to run I should be at once upon his back, and, I suppose, observing from my look that I was only a Kitten after all, came boldly towards me, and, just as I was about to pounce upon him, he sprang, like a flash of lightning, at my face, and made his sharp teeth meet in the most tender part of my nose. In vain I shrieked and beat the terrible creature with all my strength upon the roof; it was to no purpose that I fixed my sharp claws into his sides, and tried to tear him from his hold; he would not let go, and the pain was at last so great, that, queezing him in my paws, I rolled over and over in my agony. The roof was sloping, and slippery besides with dew, so that, blinded with terror and not knowing what I did, I gradually got near the edge, and at last tumbled over on to the party below. I should probably have been much hurt by the fall, as I was not yet clever enough to tumble on my feet, but that I came down plump upon the back of a very stout Cat, who was standing a little aside quite tired out with his exertions. Him I knocked completely over, sending him flying, to his astonishment, a dozen paces off; the rat, detached from my nose by the shock, was at once strangled by my brother; and the rest of the party, running up to me, whom they thought dead, were not a little surprised to find the daughter of their friend. My father himself took the matter very quietly; I heard him exclaim, "I say, Tommy, how came your sister here? There will be a fine noise at home when your mother hears of this;" but I heard no more; I had fainted from loss of blood, and I did not recover my senses till I found myself in my own bed, with my mother's mild eyes, full of sorrow, looking down upon me.

Notwithstanding the great cause she had to feel anger at my conduct, which was in direct opposition to her wishes and even to her commands, so frequently expressed, I had little cause to fear a scolding while I was still confined to the house and suffering pain. And even when I recovered, her remarks upon the folly of my behaviour were made with such tenderness that, while I could not help admitting their truth, I felt that I loved my mother the better for her correction. I promised,--oh! how warmly I promised her, while the smart was still within my wound, and my face was yet swollen and inflamed, that I would never more be guilty of an act of disobedience; that I would, from that time, do only what I was sure must cause her pleasure, and that I would strive in all things to acquire a good name for gentleness and other female virtues.

Alas! a Kitten's resolutions, made in the midst of pain and sorrow caused through not attending to the advice of elders, are too apt to be forgotten, when the aches are gone and the grief has worn away; at least, to my shame be it spoken, it was so in my case, for when I recovered I was more than once guilty of acts of mischief, which, by good luck only, happened to be less serious in their results than the event of the rat-hunt.

A circumstance which helped to make me thus doubly naughty and disobedient, was the falling among bad companions. I had, at that time, the dangerous fault of easily making acquaintance, no matter whether the animals were such as I should or should not associate with. Not content also with simply speaking and being civil to them, I became at once extremely intimate, and therefore very naturally often found myself in places and among dangers which I had no right to enter into or incur.

There came into the town, from a distant and wild part of the country, a family of Cats, consisting of a father and nine daughters. They were strange, shabby, half-savage looking creatures, and, having lost their mother at an early age, had unhappily possessed no one who could restrain or teach them better, so had grown up more like Toms than quiet female Pussies. I was too young to know this at the time, and no warning voice had been raised against them; for, fearing I should be denied the pleasure of going out with my new acquaintance if I confessed to my mother that I knew them, I never said a word concerning them, but ran out to meet them on the sly. The elder Cats of the family rather frightened me, they were so terribly wild; but the three youngest, who were about my own age, I very much admired. They seemed so good-natured, so bold, and were so free in their manners, that we became, in a few days, the firmest friends; and although I was a little shocked at first at the naughty words they used,--the biggest, I am grieved to say, sometimes really swore,--yet I even got accustomed to that, and thought, silly Kitten that I was, that it sounded grand and spirited.

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The Adventure Of A Cat by Alfred Elwes pt.2

2011-12-02T21:29:00.000-08:00

DANGERS

My Father was what is called a sporting character. The quantity of rats he caught, and of birds he ensnared, was almost incredible; and the fame of his exploits spread throughout the neighbourhood.

A taste of so decided a kind, and a dexterity so remarkable, not unnaturally extended to his offspring; and before we had attained our full growth, we had all killed our rats and caught our birds.

To indulge this passion my father had two little huts, which he called hunting-boxes, both conveniently situated for his favourite pursuits. One was on the bank of the river, near some old timber, a famous haunt of the rats, who had a colony close by; and the other was in a wooded spot, overhung with trees, among which the birds loved to linger, although many of their number waited there to their destruction.

My mother, who had been very delicately brought up, and who had very strict notions concerning propriety in female Cats, was very anxious to keep myself and sisters away from either of these places, although she had, of course, no objection that our brother should visit them; but, as we had been all educated together, we Pussies thought it rather hard that Tommy should go whilst we were forced to stop at home; and, as our father was very indulgent, we often managed to slip off unawares and join him and our brother, trusting to his kindness to save us from our mother's displeasure.

I happened to learn one day that several sporting Cats had been invited to a great hunt, the place of meeting being my father's box beside the river. I felt the greatest desire to be present at one of these affairs, as Tommy's account of them had made my very mouth water. I knew it would be vain to ask my mother's consent, as she would not only refuse it, but would take measures to prevent my getting out if I felt inclined to disobey. I therefore kept very quiet about the matter, but resolved within myself to indulge my inclination, and get a peep at what was going on.

"It will be easy," I thought, "to do so without any one being the wiser; and even if I should be found out when
I am there, I am sure father will not be angry."

With this reflection, on the appointed morning I slipped off unperceived, and, arriving at the hut a good hour before the time fixed, I climbed up to the top by the help of a tree which grew near; and stretching myself on the roof, with my eyes peering over the edge, just where a branch of the elm I had got up by afforded me a shade, I waited for the company.

They were not long in coming. My father and brother arrived first, and a servant with some provisions; they were soon followed by an immense White Cat with one eye (but what a fierce one it was!) and a handsome Tabby, his son. Next came a Cat they called Mr. Dick, who wore a shabby grey coat, rather torn and patchy, and whose tail was ragged and dirty, yet to whom everybody showed a great deal of attention, because, as I afterwards learnt, he was very rich and ill-tempered. There were two or three others that I don't well remember, but which made the number complete.

As soon as they were all assembled, they sat down to breakfast; and I could see them through a chink in the
roof as they demolished their meal. I had taken the precaution to bring something to eat too, and I now devoured it with much appetite; for the fresh morning air and my elevated position had made me hungry. As I munched my food, I could hear the conversation below, and was much edified by the terrible stories which some of them told about the fights they had had with rats as big as themselves, and the fierce battles they had won. I could not help observing that although Mr. Dick's adventures were much less wonderful than those of any other Cat present, they were heard with a great deal more interest, and were applauded as infinitely more remarkable.

Word was now given to prepare for the coming hunt, and every Cat rose from table, and came out among the timber. Hiding themselves behind various logs, my father stood up and uttered a loud cry, which I afterwards learnt was a signal for a quantity of ferrets, trained for that purpose, to rush into the rats' holes to drive them out. As the rats have the greatest horror of these creatures, they sprang from their hiding-places in the wildest confusion, and were at once pounced upon by the hidden Cats.

What a scene of confusion followed! The rats, who were scampering along, over and under the logs to scape from the hated ferrets, were suddenly aware of the presence of more detested and more formidable enemies, as, one by one, the sporting Cats jumped up, and made a dash at their bewildered prey.

My excitement at this spectacle was almost more than I could bear. As the growls of my friends and kindred, joined to the screams of the flying rats, became audible, and I could see the lashing of tails and the fierce glances of bright eyes, accompanied every now and then by a chase where some rat, which had been hiding beneath a log, suddenly leaped across the open ground, I sprang to my feet, I ran hither and thither, with my tail swollen to twice its natural size, from my eagerness to participate in the so-called sport of my relations.

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The Adventure Of A Cat by Alfred Elwes pt.1

2011-12-02T21:19:00.000-08:00

KITTENHOOD.

There is nothing like beginning at the very commencement of a story, if we wish it to be thoroughly understood; at least, I think so; and, as I wish my story to be clear and intelligible, in order that it may furnish a hint or a warning to others, I shall at least act up to my opinion, and begin at the beginning,--I may say, at the very tip of my tale.

Being now a Cat of some years' standing (I do not much like remembering how many), I was of course a
Kitten on making my entry into life,--my first appearance being in company with a brother and three sisters.
We were all declared to be "the prettiest little darlings that ever were seen;" but as the old Puss who made the
remark had said precisely the same thing at sight of every fresh Kitten she beheld, and she was accustomed to
see ten or twelve new ones every week, the observation is no proof of our being very charming or very
beautiful.

I cannot remember what passed during the first few days of my existence, for my eyes were close-shut till the
ninth morning. I have an indistinct recollection however of overhearing a few words which passed between
my mother and a friend of the family who had dropped in for a little chat, on the evening of the eighth day.
The latter had been remarking on my efforts to unclose my lids, to obtain a little peep at what was going on,
when my good parent exclaimed,

"Ah! yes, she tries hard enough to stare at life now, because she knows nothing of it; but when she is as old as
you or I, neighbour, she will wish more than once that she had always kept her eyes closed, or she is no true
Cat."

I could not of course, at the time, have any notion what my mother meant, but I think, indeed I am sure, that I
have discovered her meaning long ago; and all those who have lived to have sorrow,--and who has not?--will
understand it too.

I had found my tongue and my legs, and so had my brother and sisters, before we got the use of our eyes.
With the first we kept up a perfect concert of sounds; the legs we employed in dragging our bodies about our
capacious cradle, crawling over each other, and getting in everybody's way, for we somehow managed, in the
dark as we were, to climb to the edge of our bed and roll quickly over it, much to our astonishment and the
amusement or annoyance of the family, just as they happened to be in the humour.

Our sight was at last granted us. On that eventful morning our mother stepped gently into our bed, which she
had left an hour before; and, taking us one by one in her maternal embrace, she held us down with her legs
and paws, and licked us with more affection and assiduity than she had ever bestowed on our toilet before.
Her tongue, which she rendered as soft for the occasion as a Cat's tongue can be made, I felt pass and repass
over my eyes until the lids burst asunder, and I could see!

And what a confusion of objects I first beheld! It seemed as if everything above was about to fall upon my
head and crush me, and that everything around was like a wall to prevent my moving; and when, after a day or two, I began to understand better the distance that these objects were from me, I fell into the opposite error, and hurt my nose not a little through running it against a chair, which I fancied to be very much further off.

These difficulties however soon wore away. Experience, bought at the price of some hard knocks, taught me
better; and, a month after my first peep at the world, it seemed almost impossible I could ever have been so
ignorant.

No doubt my brother and sisters procured their knowledge in a similar way: it is certain that it cost them
something. One incident, which happened to my brother, I particularly remember; and it will serve to prove
that he did not get his experience for nothing.

We were all playing about the room by ourselves, our mother being out visiting or marketing, I do not know
which, and the nurse, who was charged to take care of us, preferring to chat to the handsome footman in the
tortoise-shell coat over the way, to looking after us Kittens.

A large pan full of something sticky, but I do not remember what, was in a corner; and as the edge of it was
very broad, we climbed on to it and peeped in.

Our brother, who was very venturesome, said he could jump over it to the opposite brim. We said it was not
possible, for the pan was broad and rather slippery; and what a thing it would be if he fell into it! But the more
we exclaimed about its difficulty, the more resolved he was to try.

Getting his legs together, he gave a spring; but, slipping just as he got to the other side, his claws could not
catch hold of anything to support himself, and he went splash backwards into the sticky mess. His screams,
and indeed ours, ought to have been enough to call nurse to our assistance; but she was making such a noise
herself with the tortoise-shell footman, that my brother might have been drowned or suffocated before she
would have come to his assistance. As it was, he managed to drag himself to the edge without any help at all;
and as we feared that all of us would get punished if the adventure were known, my sisters and myself set to
work and licked him all over; and then getting into bed, we cuddled up together to make him dry, and were
soon fast asleep.

Although the accident was not known at the time, we all suffered for it; for my brother caught a dreadful cold,
and myself and sisters were ill for several days, through the quantity of the stuff we had licked off my
brother's coat, and one of us nearly died through it.

As we grew stronger and older, we were permitted, under the care of our nurse, to go into the country for a
few hours to play. It may be perhaps thought, from what I have said, that nurse's care was not worth much,
and that we might just as well have looked after ourselves, as the poorer Kittens of our city were accustomed
to do. But this was not precisely the case; for when nurse had nobody to chat with she was very strict with us,
I assure you, and on such occasions made up for her inattention at other times. That unlucky fondness of hers
however for gossiping, was the cause of a great deal of mischief; and about this time it partly occasioned a sad misfortune in our family. I said partly, because the accident was also due to an act of disobedience; and as the adventure may serve as a double warning, I will briefly relate it.

It was a lovely morning in early summer; the sun shone gaily upon the city, looked at his brilliant face in the
river, danced about among the leaves of the trees, and polished the coats of every Cat and Dog which came
out to enjoy the beautiful day he was making.

To our great delight we were allowed to take a long walk in the country. Two of our cousins, and a young
Pussy who was visiting at our house, were to accompany us; and nurse had strict charge to prevent our getting into mischief. Before we started our mother called us and said, that, although she had desired nurse to look after us, and take care that no harm should happen while we were out, she desired also that we should take care of ourselves, and behave like Kittens of station and good-breeding, not like the young Cats about the streets, poor things! who had no home except the first hole they could creep into, no food but what they could pick up or steal, and no father or mother that they knew of to teach them what was good. Such creatures were to be pitied and relieved, but not imitated; and she hoped we would, by our behaviour, show that we bore her advice in mind. "Above all," she added, "do not let me hear of your climbing and racing about in a rude and extravagant way, for a great deal of mischief is often done by such rough modes of amusement."

We hastily promised all and everything. If we had kept our words, we should have been perfect angels of
Cats, for we declared in a chorus that we would do only what was good, and would carefully avoid everything that was evil; and with these fine promises in our mouths, we started off in pairs under the guidance of nurse.

We soon came to the wood, situated at some distance from the city; and, walking into it, shortly arrived at an
open space, where some large trees stood round and threw broad patches of shade over the grass.
We at once commenced our gambols. We rolled over one another, we sprang over each other's backs, and hid behind the great beech trunks for the pleasure of springing out upon our companions when they stealthily
came to look for us.

In the midst of our fun we observed that nurse had gone. We had been so busied with our own diversions that
not one of us had observed her departure; but now that we found it out, we set off to discover where she had
strolled to. We observed her, after a few minutes, cosily seated on a bank of violets, near the very same
tortoise-shell footman, who lived opposite our house, although how he came there we could not imagine. Nor
indeed did we much trouble ourselves to guess. Seeing she was so engaged we returned at once to our sport,
and played none the less heartily because nurse was not there to curb us.

I remember, as if it were only yesterday, the scene which followed. I was amusing myself with one of my
pretty cousins, who was dressed in white, and was about my own age. I had thrown her down on the grass,
and was patting her with my paws, when I heard a scream; I turned quickly round, just in time to see one of
my sisters falling from a tall tree, to which she had climbed with our young visitor, when, all of us running up,
we discovered that, on reaching the ground, she had struck her head against a sharp stone, and was now
bleeding and without motion.

Our cries brought nurse to the spot, who, as soon as she discovered all the mischief that had been done,
without saying a word started off with all swiftness, with her tail in the air. We thought she had gone to fetch
assistance or to inform our mother of what had occurred; but as she did not come back, and evening was fast
setting in, we thought it best to proceed towards home, although we did not much like meeting our parents
after what had happened.

There was no help for it however; so, giving a last frightened look at our poor little sister, who was now quite
dead and cold, we walked sadly homewards, and reached the house just as night was falling.
I pass over what ensued,--my mother's grief, and her anger against nurse, who, by the bye, never came back to express her sorrow; I pass over also my mother's remarks upon the occasion; but I may observe, that they,
added to the sad accident itself, made so deep an impression upon me, that whenever I felt inclined to disobey my good mother's admonitions, the image of my dead sister would rise up before me, and, although it did not, alas! always prevent my being wicked, it often did so, and on every occasion made me feel repentance for my error.

to be continued...

HOW TO LEARN ENGLISH

2011-11-28T01:21:00.000-08:00

"Sometimes my cat comes to me and tells me that she is hungry. Or that her leg hurts. How does my cat tell me these things? I don't speak pussy-cat language"

Tips and ideas on the best ways to learn English faster.

Tips for Beginners

1. You are like a new baby

Babies learn their language slowly.

First they learn to listen.

Then they learn to talk.

Finally, they can read and write.

2. Listen to English every day
Listen to English radio. Watch English TV. Go to English movies. Use online lessons.

3. Make an English/ESL friend

Make up conversations. Practise dialogues. Use beginner textbooks.

4. Read English stories

Start with children's storybooks.

Try ESL readers.

Read advertisements, signs and labels.

Try EnglishClub.com for Young Learners.

5. Write down new words

Start a vocabulary (new word) notebook.

Write words in alphabetical order (A...B...C...).

Make example sentences.

Always use an English-English dictionary first.

6. Keep an English diary

Start with one sentence.

How do you feel?

How is the weather?

What did you do today?

Write another sentence tomorrow.

7. Visit an English speaking country

Learn English more quickly.

Stay with an English family.

Hear native speakers talk. Have a fun experience.

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LEARN TO READ

2011-07-28T01:01:00.000-07:00

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE TROUBLE SPELLING*** !!!!TRY THIS!!!!

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A Hundred Ways To Say Hello

2011-07-17T05:17:00.000-07:00

Well, maybe not as many as a hundred, but I will give you more than you ever need.

There are many forms of greetings, both formal and informal, in the United States. Many are common in other English–speaking nations as well.

Simply saying only ”Hello!” is actually not a very common greeting, except when answering the phone. Incidentally, you know you have reached a home with very polite and well-trained children, when one hears a phone greeting like ”Hello, this is the Smith family; Johnny speaking.” Such formality is rare these days in the USA, but occasionally I still hear it.

Now, on to face-to-face contact, in informal situations. When encountering someone on the street, the most likely greeting I will hear is

”Hi, Kim! How are you?”

Even though the greeting is in fact a question, most of the time people do not expect an answer, especially not a detailed one about one’s health. Instead, the most common responses might be:

Fine, and you?

Great. Good to see you, Mary.

However, if the emphasis is on the ”are” in ”How are you?”, and you have recently been ill, maybe it would be appropriate to speak more of your condition in the reply.

Never content with boring conversation, I often answer the ”How are you?” question with one of the following humorous replies.

”Compared to what?”

”Getting better every minute.”

”Older, yet wiser and more handsome.”

”Fair to partly cloudy.” (This is a common weather forecast, and can interpreted as a wry comment on one’s psychological condition as well.)

There are a lot less formal greetings than these, which are used between close friends. Some are rather lewd. I will only mention the nice ones.

If someone asks you, ”How’s it going?”

You might reply ”Great!” or ”Even better than yesterday!”

If your friend greets you with ”What’s up?”, ”What’s happening?”, or ”What’s cooking?”,

You might reply ”Not much!” or ”Same old stuff.” Or, you may tell him the latest news.

If you hear one of our black brothers say, Hey, man! What it is?

You might hear his friend reply, ”Just hanging loose, dude.” Or perhaps ”Just enjoying the scenery, man.”

More Formal Business Greetings

Naturally, business requires a bit more formality! Announcing one’s full name clearly and emphatically so it may be remembered is of paramount importance in business. Most greetings are accompanied by firm handshakes between men, and less firm hand clasping with women. Physical embraces are relatively uncommon in English-speaking countries compared to other parts of the world. Hugs and kisses rarely take place except between relatives, lovers, or between very close friends which have not seen each other for quite a time.

When a boss arrives at the workplace, the universal greeting to each worker is ”Good morning, (worker’s name)!” If your boss walks in without a smile and says nothing, a worker knows that he or she may experience a rough day!

Strangely, the greeting ”Good afternoon!” is used much less often, and ”Good evening!” is even rarer these days. This is true in the USA, but not necessarily in Great Britain. Of course you know that ”Good night!” is used solely as a farewell, and never as a greeting.

But back to the business world! The first thing a salesman will do upon entering my dental office is to shake my hand, and say something like:

”Joe Smith- Dental Contraptions Corporation. Good to meet you, doctor!”

(Or ”A pleasure to meet you!”, or ”Happy to get to talk with you!”, or something similar.)

If I do not throw him our of my office for ignoring my ”No Soliciting” sign, I would probably reply:

”Kim Henry- Glad to meet you!” or

”The pleasure is mine.” (Actually a lie.)

And provided the salesman is not presumptuous enough to address me by my first name, I will probably let the rascal give his whole sales presentation to me.

It is almost a universal belief in most countries that a person’s first impression is the lasting one. Thus it is important to get any meeting, whether social or business, off to a good start with an appropriately polite greeting.

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School Rules

2011-07-03T07:37:00.000-07:00

by Bruce Lansky

Do not oversleep and miss the school bus-
you'll be late.
That's a habit teachers generally
don't appreciate.

Never tell your friends at school
that you still wet your bed.
They are sure to tease you,
and you'll wish that you were dead.

Never call your teacher a name
when she's not near you.
Teachers' ears are excellent,
so they can always hear you.

Do not read a textbook when your hands
aren't clean-it's tricky
to separate the pages when the pages
get real sticky.
When you go out for a team
it's always wise to practice.
When you are a substitute,
the bench can feel like cactus.

Do not copy homework from a friend
who is a dummy.
If you do, I'm sure that you
will get a grade that's crummy.

And if your report card's bad,
don't blame it on your buddy.
Kiss up to your parents quick,
or they might make you study.

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Kids are smarter than you think

2011-07-02T03:05:00.000-07:00

9-year-old Emily was given an assignment in school to write a story on "My family's ancestors" The purpose was for the kids to understand their heritage.

In search of some answers for her assignment Emily proceeded to interview her grandmother who was not aware of the reason for Emily’s questions.

When she asked her grandmother, "Granny, where did I come from," her grandma being quite nervous about talking with a kid about such a touchy subject in the absence of her parents wanted to buy some time and replied, "Well, sweetie, the stork brought you." Hoping that the subject would be dropped until Emily's parents came back she said no more.

"So, where did Mom come from?"

"The stork brought her also."

"Well, then where did you come from?"

"The stork brought me too, sweetie."

"All right, thanks, Granny."

Emily's grandmother did not think anything more about this incident until three days later when she was tidying up and looking at Emily’s desk, read the first sentence of her paper, "For three generations there have been no natural births in our family."

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My Teacher Sees Right Through Me

2011-07-02T03:00:00.000-07:00

by Bruce Lansky

I didn’t do my homework.
My teacher asked me, “Why?”
I answered him, “It’s much too hard.”
He said, “You didn’t try.”
I told him, “My dog ate it.”
He said, “You have no dog.”
I said, “I went out running.”
He said, “You never jog.”
I told him, “I had chores to do.”
He said, “You watched TV.”
I said, “I saw the doctor.”
He said, “You were with me.”
My teacher sees right through my fibs,
which makes me very sad.
It’s hard to fool the teacher
when the teacher is your dad.

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The smart way to catch Burglars-Funny Story

2011-07-02T02:52:00.000-07:00

It was late and Charlie was about to climb into bed when his wife informed him that there was a light on in their garden shed. Charlie started to go outside to turn off the light but noticed some people in the shed who were busy stealing his things.

He ran back inside right away and called the cops, who asked him "Are there any intruders in your house?" to which Charlie replied no and explained his circumstances. The cops told Charlie that all patrol cars were otherwise occupied, and that he should just lock his door and a uniformed cop would be at his house when one was free.

Charlie answered, "Alright," hung up, waited 30 seconds, and then called the cops again.

"Hello, I just called a short while ago because there were people stealing things from my shed. I want to let you know that they're not a problem anymore because I've just shot every one of them."

Charlie then hung up the phone. In five short minutes, three patrol cars, a SWAT team, and an ambulance arrived, and Of course, the cops caught the burglars in the act.

One of the cops snapped at Charlie: "I thought you said that you shot every one of them!"

"I thought you said there were no patrol cars free!" Charlie answered.

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First Post

2011-04-15T23:42:00.000-07:00

Hai, anak-anak didikku yang kucintai dan kubanggakan, bertemu lagi bersamaaa......

Bu Ami!!! *plok plok plok x1000*

Disini Bu Ami akan memberi kalian posting-posting pintar yang bisa bikin kalian jadi tambah pintar, tepuk tangan anak-anak *plok x2000*

Nah, tunggu saja ya postingan baru dari Bu Ami. *kissbye*