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Dummies dummies every where. I wonder how that food warehouse feels.![]()
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Dummies dummies every where. I wonder how that food warehouse feels.![]()
Space...............Is disease and danger, wrapped in darkness and silence!Star Trek2009
I have to wonder. Pick up number? Appointment time? Broker? I've never seen any food warehouse that you can simply go into, back into a dock and get loaded without a pick up number and you have to have a pre-arranged appointment time. And, generally that is all done by a broker in conjunction with the trucking company. Where did everybody go? Into the woodwork? Somebody knows a whole lot about shipping and receiving as well as trucking companies, or it was an inside job.
On second thought... Where's "what's-his-name" from Arrow Trucking?
Destroy the cities...and they will rebuild them.Destroy the farms...and grass will grow in the streets of the cities.
Destroy the economy of the blue-collar worker...and grass will grow in the executive offices.
The bill has come due.
( R E T I R E D , and glad of it)
Got A200?
Childish? Yes. Stuck in adolescence? Definitely. Willing to grow up? Not sure, will I get candy?
I'm sorry but every time I see the title to this thread my head does a word association thing.I'm hopeless.
I am hungry now, crab does sound good..
On the edge of sleep, I heard voices behind the door
The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless
My angels and my demons at war'
At war...
'Which one will lose depends on what I choose
Or maybe which voice I ignore...'
Wilderness of mirrors
Streets of cold desire
My precious sense of honor
Just a shield of rusty wire
I hold against the chaos
And the cross of holy fire
Wilderness of mirrors
So easy to deceive
My precious sense of rightness
Is sometimes so naive
So that which I imagine
Is that which I believe
RUSH
Oh... Family jewels itching?????
Yeah, that thought crossed my mind too.
Down here, we tend to get our own crabs... OK. QUIT LAUGHING NOW!!! Each person with a fishing license can take home a 10 gallon container of blue crab. And, they are good. But, as soon as they die, if they aren't frozen, they begin to spoil.
Destroy the cities...and they will rebuild them.Destroy the farms...and grass will grow in the streets of the cities.
Destroy the economy of the blue-collar worker...and grass will grow in the executive offices.
The bill has come due.
( R E T I R E D , and glad of it)
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