November 26, 2004
If this is how Thanksgiving dinner goes, something tells me it’s probably not a Martha Stewart moment at ordinary meal times.
A man was charged with stabbing two relatives after they allegedly criticized his table manners during Thanksgiving dinner.
Police said the fight broke out Thursday when Gonzalo Ocasio, 49, and his 18-year-old son, Gonzalo Jr., reprimanded Frank Palacious for picking at the turkey with his fingers, instead of slicing off pieces with a knife.
And since it happened in polite-society Worcester, Massachusetts, I’ll forego the customary “Hey! Hold muh beer and watch this!” alert!
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Posted by Charlie
November 26, 2004
If this is how Thanksgiving dinner goes, something tells me it’s probably not a Martha Stewart moment at ordinary meal times.
A man was charged with stabbing two relatives after they allegedly criticized his table manners during Thanksgiving dinner.
Police said the fight broke out Thursday when Gonzalo Ocasio, 49, and his 18-year-old son, Gonzalo Jr., reprimanded Frank Palacious for picking at the turkey with his fingers, instead of slicing off pieces with a knife.
And since it happened in polite-society Worcester, Massachusetts, I’ll forego the customary “Hey! Hold muh beer and watch this!” alert!
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Posted by Charlie
November 22, 2004
Sometimes you just can’t beat a good country song to put things in perspective…
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named FuManchu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying.
Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
What’d you do with it what did you do with it
What did I do with it
What would I do with it?
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Posted by Charlie
November 22, 2004
Sometimes you just can’t beat a good country song to put things in perspective…
I went sky diving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named FuManchu
And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I’d been denying
And he said someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying.
Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about
What’d you do with it what did you do with it
What did I do with it
What would I do with it?
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