Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1

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Mrs Biden bought Joe a parrot for his birthday. She told Kamala Harris, the deputy president "The bird is so smart, Joe has already taught him to pronounce over 200 words". "Wow. That's pretty impressive" Harris said "but do you realise that he just says the words... he doesn't really understand what they mean?" "Oh, that's okay" Mrs Biden replied "neither does the parrot".
 
Mrs Biden bought Joe a parrot for his birthday. She told Kamala Harris, the deputy president "The bird is so smart, Joe has already taught him to pronounce over 200 words". "Wow. That's pretty impressive" Harris said "but do you realise that he just says the words... he doesn't really understand what they mean?" "Oh, that's okay" Mrs Biden replied "neither does the parrot".
"deputy president" ?
 
Typical big city response! We were vacationing in NYC, taking the subway after the Macy’s T-Day parade. A family boarded our car and the mother was carrying a baby and had a small child standing next to her. My wife and I got up and offered her and the child our seat. She sat down, looked up at me, and said, “you’re not from here are you?” I asked her if it was that obvious, thinking it was my Missouri “accent”. She replied, “no…people don’t do that here!” I told her that people do little things like that all of the time where we were from.
 
Went to parochial school 1st through 8th grade, cafeteria and playground segregated by sex, out of sight of each other. Boys marched first, single file into classroom and sat down, eyes forward. Turn your head to look back, at any time, earned you slap across ear/cheek with ruler. Alphabetically seated, I sat in last row next to back wall so never was tempted with a peek.

A 6-8 foot aisle separated the groups.

Girls then came in to sit down. Some were pulled out of line to kneel facing chalkboard. If front of their skirt didn't touch floor then rear of skirt lifted resulting in ruler across back of thigh, often several times. It was the only time I got a quick flash of panty.

Fights on playground put down immediately, discipline came later. I well know the odor of smelling salts and sting of mercurochrome. The slapping sound of a ruler or riding crop still causes me to duck and throw my hands up in self-defense.

You don't know fear until Sister Mary Theresa comes charging across the playground or down the aisle.

If I wanted to see panties they had better be on a clothesline.

You naughty, naughty boys, you're going to hell. Sister Mary Theresa will be waiting to greet you, ruler in hand. 😢
Did you go to Our Lady of Lourdes??