FOOD FOR THOUGHT A young mosquito after its maiden flight came home and was asked by its father, "how was it son?" SON:good, every one was clapping for me everywhere i flew. FATHER: careful son next time they were not clapping for you but wanted to kill you. ... MORAL: not everyone one who befriends you is your friend and not all your enemies are enemies, lough is not an expression of love. A VERY GOODMORNING PALLS, AND HAVE A NICE DAY
Posted on: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 03:56:22 +0000