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Wednesday, March 21, 2018

The AVRO ARROW - The World's Most Advanced Fighter Jet

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Taken from me

Wes Funk
I'm sitting here in my room, looking at your picture,
wondering why you couldn't be a part of my future.
Uncontrollable tears stream down my face,
while my heartbeat starts to race.
Asking God why he took you from my life,
it was more painful than stabbing me in the heart with a knife.
I still needed you here,
you were the one to make everything so clear.
You are a part of me and I am a part of you.
When you died, a part of me died too.
I never knew how hard it was to lose someone you love
until the day you went to heaven above.
Even though I can't see,
I know you're up there watching over me.
I miss you more and more every day
and all I can do is pray.
In my heart you shall forever remain.

© Angie Flores

You Were A Shining Star

The angels looked down from heaven one night
They searched for miles afar,
And deep within the distance
They could see a shining star.

They knew that very instant
That the star was theirs to gain,
So they took you up to heaven
Forever to remain.

Look down on us from heaven, Wes
Keep us free from hurt and pain,
You'll always be within my heart
Until we meet again.

Habba Babba

Hmmm... ok.....

The Love Doctor

The Love Doctor Dear Love Doctor,

I am at wits end. My partner never seems to want to have sex with me and when he does, it's just a wham bam thankyou mam thing. I feel he is cheating on me. How do I know if he's muff diving some other bitch?


His Cheatin' Heart

Dear Heart,

There are many men out there who will cheat on their spouse, should someone exciting come along. I will tell you some signs but first I want to ask you some questions. They are rhetorical. Have you both gotten bored of each other? Do you dress up for dates? Do you go on any dates? Have you tried role playing in and out of the bedroom? I find it rare that only one spouse is unhappy with their relationship... You BOTH have to work together to keep it interesting. But as I said, here are some signs he may be cheating on you:

  • The following behaviors may indicate that a spouse has feelings for you, but is also in love with someone else.

  • Drastic mood swings and may seem emotionally unstable

  • Partner seems distracted, confused, detached, or distant

  • Alternates between sexual interest and lack of interest

  • Sex may be much more emotional

  • May suggest new things sexually then loss interest

  • Exaggerated displays of affection and love followed by quiet periods

  • Overly affectionate and passionate at times

  • Increased expressions of love

  • Sudden changes in clothing, appearance, or interest in getting in shape

  • Sudden change in habits, hobbies, or schedules

  • Increased reference or talking about the third party

  • Unusual phone activity or text messaging

  • Suddenly keeps cell phone away from you

  • Essentially, a spouse or partner who acts like this may be in love with two people and very confused about what to do.

Good luck and remember it takes two to tango, make sure you are one of those!

Hope this helps,

The Love Doctor

--Send your questions about love to "The Love Doctor" directly from 'OZ' - The 'Other' Side of the Rainbow! I have added an email link that goes direct to The Love Doctor - this will enable quicker responses from him. You can do this by clicking on his picture in the sidebar and put your question in the email. This will ensure that The Love Doctor gets your question. The Love Doctor forwards his replies to me for posting consideration. Note: Due to the high volume of letters that The Love Doctor receives, not all letters will be posted on 'OZ' - but the Love Doctor will reply to every email. (so he says)

Tuesday, March 20, 2018


Sometimes you can reach too far!

And when you find yourself over-extended and you're stuck in a situation that you can't get out of, there is one thing you should always remember.......

Not everyone who shows up......

Is there to help you!!!!

2 cows

The Google Toilet

A Parable

A Parable
A Parable
A Parable
A Parable
A Parable
A Parable

Silent Monks Sing Halleluiah

Breaching Men’s Room Etiquette

As a man*, there are some rules that are simple, finite, and unquestionable. Many of us men work in an office building with public restrooms. As a result, we stumble upon men’s room faux pas on a weekly basis. They irritate us more and more every time. Some men don’t seem to understand these social constructs. We’re willing to bet that every man who reads this can relate to at least one of these. Most events occur at the urinal because apparently a lack of walls equals a lack of personal space.

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*If you are a gay man like myself, go ahead with # 5 ;-)

Monday, March 19, 2018

Judy Garland - 'Over The Rainbow' Live (Ultra-Rare)

Too Loo to be True (But it is!)

Loo time
Loo time

Portion Control Guide

Portion Control Guide

From The Emerald City

The Emerald City
Hello 'OZ'ians!

We are only just over 74K from the 4 million visitor milestone. If each of my readers forwards 'OZ' to one person, we can achieve this very quickly. I enjoy doing 'OZ' and take pride in the achievement of numerical milestones. It seems like yesterday that 'OZ' passed 3.5 million unique visitors. I humbly request that all my loyal 'OZ'ians tell someone about 'OZ' and why you like it and sincerely hope that you continue to enjoy 'OZ' - The 'Other' Side of the Rainbow.


The Wizard

Wise Words

Be Wise

Be Wise!Body and Soul

"When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one and a lily with the other."

- Gilbert K. Chesterton -

Be Wise!Being Good
Indulging the consciousness of being good is the way to lose that goodness. Being vain of one's ability is the way to lose it.

Be Wise!The Spoken Word

Along the way, be careful what you say. Make your choice of words soft and sweet. Because you'll never know which ones you will have to eat.

Be Wise!Don't Worry

If you worry about winning, you won't. If you focus on doing your very best, then you will.

Be Wise!Who We Are

"To arrive at understanding from being one’s true self, is called nature. To arrive at being one’s true self from understanding, is called culture."

- Confucius -

Be Wise!Basis of Achieving Big

The starting point of all achievements is desire. Weak desire brings weak results. Just a small amount of fire makes a small amount of heat.

- Napoleon Hill -

Be Wise!Creative Lives

"To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong."

- Joseph Chilton Pearce -

Giggles, Guffaws and Groaners...

7 Year Old John
Seven-year-old John had finished his summer vacation and gone back to school. Two days later his teacher phone his mother to tell her that John was misbehaving.

"Wait a minute," said the mother. "I had John here for two months and I never called you once when he misbehaved."

Two Women Archaeologists
Two women archaeologists are down in Mexico excavating an ancient Mayan burial ground looking for some remains to take back to their museum.

Unfortunately, everything they run across is badly decomposed. One of the two says, "We don't seem to be having much luck."

The other replies, "Keep on digging, honey, a good Mayan is hard to find!"

I Just Bought A Pig
Two friends were chatting. "I've just bought a pig!" said the first.

"But where will you keep it?" asked the second. "Your yard's much too small for a pig!"

"I'm going to keep it under my bed," replied the first.

"But what about the smell?"

"He'll soon get used to that."

Stolen Wallet
It was John's turn to drive carpool into town on a day when a new member was traveling along for the first time. As they rode along he began to be suspicious of his new carpooling passenger.

John checked to see if his wallet was safe in the pocket of his coat that was on the seat between them, but it wasn't there. He immediately slammed on the brakes, ordered the fellow out, and said, "Hand over the wallet!"

The frightened carpooler handed over a billfold, before John drove off, leaving him alone at the side of the road. When he arrived home that evening, he started to tell his wife about the experience.

Just as he started to recount the whole story, she interrupted him, saying, "Oh, that reminds me, John. Do you know that you left your wallet at home this morning?"

Sunday, March 18, 2018

The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family

The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - Simpsons
The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - The Brady Bunch
The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - Family Guy
The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - Full House
The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - King of the Hill
The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - Married... with children
The cost of living like your favourite sitcom family - Rugrats

The Don Key Diet

The Best Diet Ever!!! Just had to share this. A friend of mine is a nurse and talked to me about the Atkins Diet, Jenny Craig, Weight Watchers, and the latest of course, The South Beach Diet. Seems the major priority people want to accomplish this year (2005) is to lose weight. Since she is a nurse, she has done a lot of study and research on dieting. I TRULY think she has found the real answer to weight loss, the Don Key Diet.

And it is so SIMPLE, I don't know why, I wasn't smart enough to figure this out for myself !!!

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"Without the nightmares, there would be no dreams."

Journey Through The  Universe - National Geographic Space Discovery Documentary 2017 Watch full screen for best results!

A Story and a Half

You will need a Kleenex but a must read...

In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just 75 cents in my pocket.

Their father was gone.

The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two.

Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared.

Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would scramble to hide under their beds.

He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries.

Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings, but no food either.

If there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time, I certainly knew nothing about it.

I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to find a job.

The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small town.

No luck.

The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried to convince who ever would listen that I was willing to learn or do anything. I had to have a job.

Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town, was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been converted to a truck stop.

It was called the Big Wheel.

An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window from time to time at all those kids.

She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the morning.

She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night.

I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for people.

I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night.

She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep

This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal.

That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel.

When I got home in the mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every night.

As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage.

The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every morning before I could go home.

One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found four tires in the back seat. New tires!

There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires.

Had angels taken up residence in Indiana ? I wondered.

I made a deal with the local service station.

In exchange for his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office.

I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him to do the tires.

I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough.

Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the kids.

I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for Santa to deliver on Christmas morning.

Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair.

On Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper named Joe.

A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were dropping nickels in the pinball machine.

The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the morning and then left to get home before the sun came up.

When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning, to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with boxes of all shapes and sizes.

I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the front facing the back seat.

Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box.

Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10!

I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans.

Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and canned vegetables and potatoes.

There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was whole bag of laundry supplies and cleaning items.

And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll.

As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude.

And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that precious morning.

Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop....

Friday, March 16, 2018

Deaf Sex

Two deaf people get married and during the first week of marriage they find that they are unable to communicate in the bedroom with the lights out since they can’t see each other signing, or read lips. After several nights of fumbling around and many misunderstandings, the wife figures out a solution.

She writes a note to her husband: ‘Honey, Why don’t we agree on some simple signals? For instance, at night, if you want to have sex with me, reach over and squeeze my left breast one time. If you don’t want to have sex, reach over and squeeze my right breast two times.

The husband thinks this is a great idea. He writes back to his wife That if she wants to have sex with him, reach over and pull on his penis one time. If she doesn’t want to have sex, pull on his penis two hundred and fifty times.

The Birth of a Lizard

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet syndrome, including toilet flush burials for dead goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out LOUD! Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet. Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was "something wrong" with one of the two lizards he holds prisoner in his room.

"He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious, Dad. Can you help?"

I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face and followed him into his bedroom. One of the little lizards was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do.

"Honey," I called, "come look at the lizard!"

"Oh, my gosh!" my wife exclaimed. "She's having babies."

"What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert and Ernie, Mom!"

I was equally outraged.

"Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't want them to reproduce," I said accusingly to my wife.

"Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?" she inquired (I think she actually said this sarcastically! )

"No, but you were supposed to get two boys!"

"Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed.

"Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know," she informed me (Again with the sarcasm!).

By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it.

"Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience," I announced. "We're about to witness the miracle of birth."

"Oh, gross!" they shrieked.

We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later.

"We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted.

"It's breech," my wife whispered, horrified.

"Do something, Dad!" my son urged.

"Okay, okay." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug. It disappeared. I tried several more times with the same results.

"Should I call 911?" my eldest daughter wanted to know.

"Maybe they could talk us through the trauma." (You see a pattern here with the females in my house?)

"Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly. We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap.

"Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged.

The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass.

"What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested scientifically.

"Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr and Mrs. Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?" I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside.

"Is Ernie going to be okay?" my wife asked.

"Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. "This lizard is not in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen. . ...Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into maturity, like most male species, they um . . um . . masturbate. Just the way he did, lying on his back." He blushed, glancing at my wife..

We were silent, absorbing this.

"So, Ernie's just . just . .. . excited," my wife offered.

"Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood.

More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly. Tears were now running down her face. "It's just .that .. ...
I'm picturing you pulling on its . .. . its. . teeny little . . "

She gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once more.

"That's enough," I warned. We thanked the vet and hurriedly bundled the lizard and our son back into the car.. He was glad everything was going to be okay.

"I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad," he told me.

"Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with laughter.

Two lizards: $140.

One cage: $50.

Trip to the vet: $30.

Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie:


Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class.

Lizards lay eggs!

Squirrels vs. Church

'Church' Squirrel

There were five country churches in a small Texas town:

The Presbyterian Church, the Baptist Church, the Methodist Church , the Catholic Church and the Jewish Synagogue.

Each church and Synagogue was overrun with pesky squirrels.

One day, the Presbyterian Church called a meeting to decide what to do about the squirrels. After much prayer and consideration they determined that the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn't interfere with God's divine will..

In The Ba[tist Church the squirrels had taken up habitation in the baptistery. The deacons met and decided to put a cover on the baptistery and drown the squirrels in it. The squirrels escaped somehow and there were twice as many there the next week.

The Methodist Church got together and decided that they were not in a position to harm any of God's creation. So, they humanely trapped the Squirrels and set them free a few miles outside of town. Three days later, the squirrels were back.

But -- The Catholic Church came up with the best and most effective solution. They baptized the squirrels and registered them as members of the church. Now they only see them on Christmas , Ash Wednesday, Palm Sunday and Easter.

Not much was heard about the Jewish Synagogue, but they took one squirrel and had a short service with him called circumcision and they haven't seen a squirrel on the property since.

The Longest Words in the English Language