I just watched a beautiful and powerful presentation that really touched me,
and I wanted to share it with you. I'm sure you'll enjoy the breathtaking
images and the inspiring message.
You can check it out here: http://www.danceintherainmovie.com
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
best recepie video
this is best recepie video -
http://www।youtube.com/user/vahchef?view=videos#play/uploads/7/kxiLjm0Piec
http://www।youtube.com/user/vahchef?view=videos#play/uploads/7/kxiLjm0Piec
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
today's joke
chicken farmer went to a local bar, sat next to a woman and ordered a glass of champagne.
The woman perked up and said, 'How about that? I just
ordered a glass of champagne, too!'
'What a coincidence' the farmer said. 'This is a special day for me. I am celebrating.'
'This is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating,' said the woman.
''What a coincidence!' said the farmer.
As they clinked glasses he added, 'What are you celebrating?'
'My husband and I have been trying to have a child and
today my gynaecologist told me that I am pregnant!'
'What
a coincidence!' said the man. 'I'm a chicken farmer and for years all
of my hens were infertile, but today they are all laying fertilised
eggs.'
'That's great!' said the woman, 'How did your chickens become fertile?'
'I used a different cock,' he replied.
The woman smiled, clinked his glass and said, 'What a coincidence'.
A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning...
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.
Daddy
Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into
his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.
Mummy
Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and
yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this
with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear
who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee.
It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put
everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen.
It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch
the newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.
'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's
litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
'And
now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-arses downstairs and
grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because
I'm only going to say this once...
'I HAVEN'T MADE THE ****** PORRIDGE YET
The woman perked up and said, 'How about that? I just
ordered a glass of champagne, too!'
'What a coincidence' the farmer said. 'This is a special day for me. I am celebrating.'
'This is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating,' said the woman.
''What a coincidence!' said the farmer.
As they clinked glasses he added, 'What are you celebrating?'
'My husband and I have been trying to have a child and
today my gynaecologist told me that I am pregnant!'
'What
a coincidence!' said the man. 'I'm a chicken farmer and for years all
of my hens were infertile, but today they are all laying fertilised
eggs.'
'That's great!' said the woman, 'How did your chickens become fertile?'
'I used a different cock,' he replied.
The woman smiled, clinked his glass and said, 'What a coincidence'.
A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning...
Baby bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl. It is empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?' he squeaks.
Daddy
Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into
his big bowl and it is also empty. 'Who's been eating my porridge?!?' he roars.
Mummy
Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and
yells, 'For God's sake, how many times do I have to go through this
with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up first. It was Mummy Bear
who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee.
It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and put
everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen.
It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch
the newspaper and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table.
'It was Mummy Bear who walked the bloody dog, cleaned the cat's
litter tray, gave them their food, and refilled their water.
'And
now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear-arses downstairs and
grace Mummy Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because
I'm only going to say this once...
'I HAVEN'T MADE THE ****** PORRIDGE YET
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