A woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Arizona when her car broke down. An American Indian on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a nearby town. She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off. The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would let out a Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!' so loud that it echoed from the surrounding hills and canyon walls. When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station, yelled one final 'Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!' and rode off. "What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service-station attendant. "Nothing," the woman answered "I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist, and held onto the saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off." "Lady," the attendant said, "Indians don't use saddles."
Lol, I hide mine in the medicine cabinet ever since I found dad using it to scrub the sink! I put his in there also and leave one just for him to scrub with.
Hi Bonnie just read your story. You are a very loving person. But! Enough is enough! You can do no more! Take your mother and run!!! Your priority is her not her boyfriend. You make the decisions, your in control, its your money being used & your not responsible for the boyfriend who has been a negative in your lives. Get your mom the help she needs, get rid of everyone who is not a plus in your life. Start over fresh. Make a new commitment to yourself to not be used anymore by anyone, make safety & respect honorable for you & your family. Make that change! You deserve happiness. That is your mom. Research resources to assist you during this difficult time. Your in my prayers!!!
Bobbie what did you say to her when you saw her do that? They do the strangest things!! Sometimes you can't help but yell at them which never helps. My mom keeps paper cups after she drinks coffee then puts them in her pocket book. I think that's gross too. She dares me to touch them so I can wash them out. She wants to be in control. If your mom has an aide let them know what she did so they can be on alert and catch these things when your not around. Make sure she's hydrated.
bonnie -welcome! .No you are not responsible for him or anyone else including your sister and her kids. It is kind of you to want to help your mum. I would limit my help to her and leave anyone else out. Your mum may make a fuss, but stick to your decisions. Do you feel like the others are using you? It looks to me like they are. You have to take care of you and your family especially when there are so many "takers" around.
My mom is disabled due to drug use she have a longterm boyfriend that caused her to lose both her legs and have benefitted from her at our expense since my childhood Never had a job, still use drugs and disrespects her with other women. There is a tropical storm headed our way and if it gets to bad we usually evacuate to safety. everything is always on me and my husband financially. My car seating and lodging funds is limited my husband is the only one working right now. Evacuating her and boyfriend in the past was a disaster and exhausting. I feel it's my moral obligation to get my mom to safety due to her physical limitations but I cannot or will not take anyone else. Am I really responsible for him too? Once we evacuated for 3 weeks and I had to pay for 2 cars to hotel rooms all the food and drinks and gas for cars plus my our 3 kids and my pregnant sister and her 2 kids I exhausted my total savings and when their checks deposited on the 1st they left to go get us all something to eat and never came back instead i later discovered they rented a motel.
George was ask by a rather young reporter with not a lot of experience,"when did sex end for you?" George replied " about two this morning, when did it end for you?"
George told of buying new night gown for his girl friend. He said it had over two hundred yards of material in it. When ask why so much material, George replied "At my age it is more fun looking for it than it is after I find it."
A hillbilly went hunting one day in West Virginia and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home where he was confronted by an ornery game warden who didn’t like hillbillies.The game warden ordered to the hillbilly to show his hunting license, and the hillbilly pulled out a valid West Virginia hunting license. The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, “This duck ain’t from West Virginia . This is a Kentucky duck. You got a Kentuckey huntin’ license, boy?” The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Kentucky hunting license. The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, “This ain’t no Kentucky duck. This duck’s from Tennessee. You got an Tennessee license?” The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an Tennessee license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain’t no Tennessee duck. This here duck’s from Virginia. . You got a Virginia. huntin’ license?” Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out a Virginia. hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly “Just where the hell are you from? “The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said “You tell me, you’re the expert!!”
She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off. The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would let out a Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!' so loud that it echoed from the surrounding hills and canyon walls.
When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station, yelled one final 'Ye-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!' and rode off.
"What did you do to get that Indian so excited?" asked the service-station attendant. "Nothing," the woman answered "I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist, and held onto the saddle horn so I wouldn't fall off."
"Lady," the attendant said, "Indians don't use saddles."
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My mom is disabled due to drug use she have a longterm boyfriend that caused her to lose both her legs and have benefitted from her at our expense since my childhood Never had a job, still use drugs and disrespects her with other women. There is a tropical storm headed our way and if it gets to bad we usually evacuate to safety. everything is always on me and my husband financially. My car seating and lodging funds is limited my husband is the only one working right now. Evacuating her and boyfriend in the past was a disaster and exhausting. I feel it's my moral obligation to get my mom to safety due to her physical limitations but I cannot or will not take anyone else. Am I really responsible for him too? Once we evacuated for 3 weeks and I had to pay for 2 cars to hotel rooms all the food and drinks and gas for cars plus my our 3 kids and my pregnant sister and her 2 kids I exhausted my total savings and when their checks deposited on the 1st they left to go get us all something to eat and never came back instead i later discovered they rented a motel.
George was ask by a rather young reporter with not a lot of experience,"when did sex end for you?"
George replied " about two this morning, when did it end for you?"
George told of buying new night gown for his girl friend. He said it had over two hundred yards of material in it.
When ask why so much material, George replied "At my age it is more fun looking for it than it is after I find it."
The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, “This ain’t no Kentucky duck. This duck’s from Tennessee. You got an Tennessee license?”
The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced an Tennessee license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said This ain’t no Tennessee duck. This here duck’s from Virginia. . You got a Virginia. huntin’ license?”
Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out a Virginia. hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly “Just where the hell are you from?
“The hillbilly turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said “You tell me, you’re the expert!!”