Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.
She motors out a short distance, anchors, puts her feet up,
and begins to read her book.
The peace and solitude are magnificent.
Along comes a Fish and Game Warden in his boat.
He pulls up alongside the woman and says, 'Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?'
'Reading a book,' she replies, (thinking, 'Isn't that obvious?') 'You're in a Restricted Fishing Area,' he informs her. 'I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading.' 'Yes, but I see you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up.' 'If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault,' says the woman. 'But I haven't even touched you,' says the Game Warden. 'That's true, but you have all the equipment.. For all I know you could start at any moment.' 'Have a nice day ma'am,' and he left. MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads.
It's likely she can also think.
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Never Argue with a Woman
[INFO] Not all thieves are stupid...
This gives us something to think about with all our new electronic technology.
When the victims got home, they found that their house had been ransacked and just about everything worth anything had been stolen. The thieves had used the GPS to guide them to the house. They then used the garage remote control to open the garage door and gain entry to the house. The thieves knew the owners were at the football game, they knew what time the game was scheduled to finish and so they knew how much time they had to clean out the house. It would appear that they had brought a truck to empty the house of its contents.
Something to consider if you have a GPS - don't put your home address in it.. Put a nearby address (like a store or gas station) so you can still find your way home if you need to, but no one else would know where you live if your GPS were stolen.
20 minutes later when she called her hubby, from a pay phone telling him what had happened, hubby says 'I received your text asking about our Pin number and I've replied a little while ago.' When they rushed down to the bank, the bank staff told them all the money was already withdrawn. The thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text 'hubby' in the contact list and got hold of the pin number. Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their bank account.
*PLEASE PASS THIS ON
* I never thought about the above!
As of now, I no longer have 'home' listed on my cell phone.
Even if this does not pertain to you....Pass it on to your family & friends
GPS
A couple of weeks ago a friend told me that someone she knew had their car broken into while they were at a football game. Their car was parked on the green which was adjacent to the football stadium and specially allotted to football fans. Things stolen from the car included a garage door remote control, some money and a GPS which had been prominently mounted on the dashboard.
A couple of weeks ago a friend told me that someone she knew had their car broken into while they were at a football game. Their car was parked on the green which was adjacent to the football stadium and specially allotted to football fans. Things stolen from the car included a garage door remote control, some money and a GPS which had been prominently mounted on the dashboard.
When the victims got home, they found that their house had been ransacked and just about everything worth anything had been stolen. The thieves had used the GPS to guide them to the house. They then used the garage remote control to open the garage door and gain entry to the house. The thieves knew the owners were at the football game, they knew what time the game was scheduled to finish and so they knew how much time they had to clean out the house. It would appear that they had brought a truck to empty the house of its contents.
Something to consider if you have a GPS - don't put your home address in it.. Put a nearby address (like a store or gas station) so you can still find your way home if you need to, but no one else would know where you live if your GPS were stolen.
MOBILE PHONES
I never thought of this.......
This lady has now changed her habit of how she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag was stolen. Her handbag, which contained her cell phone, credit card, wallet... Etc...was stolen.
This lady has now changed her habit of how she lists her names on her mobile phone after her handbag was stolen. Her handbag, which contained her cell phone, credit card, wallet... Etc...was stolen.
20 minutes later when she called her hubby, from a pay phone telling him what had happened, hubby says 'I received your text asking about our Pin number and I've replied a little while ago.' When they rushed down to the bank, the bank staff told them all the money was already withdrawn. The thief had actually used the stolen cell phone to text 'hubby' in the contact list and got hold of the pin number. Within 20 minutes he had withdrawn all the money from their bank account.
Moral of the lesson:
Do not disclose the relationship between you and the people in your contact list.
Avoid using names like Home, Honey, Hubby, Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc....
And very importantly, when sensitive info is being asked through texts, CONFIRM by calling back
Also, when you're being texted by friends or family to meet them somewhere, be sure to call back to confirm that the message came from them. If you don't reach them, be very careful about going places to meet 'family and friends' who text you..
Avoid using names like Home, Honey, Hubby, Sweetheart, Dad, Mom, etc....
And very importantly, when sensitive info is being asked through texts, CONFIRM by calling back
Also, when you're being texted by friends or family to meet them somewhere, be sure to call back to confirm that the message came from them. If you don't reach them, be very careful about going places to meet 'family and friends' who text you..
*PLEASE PASS THIS ON
As of now, I no longer have 'home' listed on my cell phone.
Even if this does not pertain to you....Pass it on to your family & friends
Judge's Jolt
A divorce scene was getting rough and hot between husband and wife before the judge.
Wife argued fiercely, "Your honor I kept child in this womb for nine long months, brought baby out with pain and suffering, then whose baby it is?"
The judge looks at fuming husband and asked, "What do you have to say hubby?"
The husband thundered, "Your honor, if I insert a dollar in cola vending machine's hole and a can of cola drops, whose cola is it? Machine's or mine?
Wife would not accept this and replied, "Sir Judge, it was my bottle of milk and if some one injected his couple drops of yogurt maker mix then whose yogurt it is? Big milk-maker's or a small drop pusher's?
Husband replied, "Yes Judge but listen to me, when I pushed a letter in typewriter, jumped and danced hard pressing all the excitable keys to print the letter, then whose letter it is? Mine or typewriter's?
Judge was loosing his brain and yelled...
Wife argued fiercely, "Your honor I kept child in this womb for nine long months, brought baby out with pain and suffering, then whose baby it is?"
The judge looks at fuming husband and asked, "What do you have to say hubby?"
The husband thundered, "Your honor, if I insert a dollar in cola vending machine's hole and a can of cola drops, whose cola is it? Machine's or mine?
Wife would not accept this and replied, "Sir Judge, it was my bottle of milk and if some one injected his couple drops of yogurt maker mix then whose yogurt it is? Big milk-maker's or a small drop pusher's?
Husband replied, "Yes Judge but listen to me, when I pushed a letter in typewriter, jumped and danced hard pressing all the excitable keys to print the letter, then whose letter it is? Mine or typewriter's?
Judge was loosing his brain and yelled...
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| "You knucklehead instead of using typewriter if you had used your handwritten note, none of these would have happened." |
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Three-Kick-Rule
A big-city California lawyer went duck hunting in rural Texas. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing. The litigator responded, "I shot a duck and it fell into this field, and now I'm going to retrieve it."
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."
The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the U.S. and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the Texas Three-Kick-Rule."
The lawyer asked, What is the Texas Three-Kick-Rule?."
The farmer replied, "Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom. The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly wiped the man's nose off his face. The barrister was flat on this belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "OK, you old coot! now, it's my turn."
(I love this part)
The old farmer smiled and said, "No I give up, you can have the duck."
When you are educated, you'll believe only half of what you hear.
When you're intelligent, you know which half.
The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here."
The indignant lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the U.S. and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own."
The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we do things in Texas. We settle small disagreements like this with the Texas Three-Kick-Rule."
The lawyer asked, What is the Texas Three-Kick-Rule?."
The farmer replied, "Well, first I kick you three times and then you kick me three times, and so on, back and forth, until someone gives up."
The attorney quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom. The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the city feller. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick nearly wiped the man's nose off his face. The barrister was flat on this belly when the farmer's third kick to a kidney nearly caused him to give up.
The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and managed to get to his feet and said, "OK, you old coot! now, it's my turn."
(I love this part)
The old farmer smiled and said, "No I give up, you can have the duck."
When you are educated, you'll believe only half of what you hear.
When you're intelligent, you know which half.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Visit Z's house for Hari Raya
Z invited us to come over his house to celebrate Hari Raya. This is the third time I visited his house since 2009.
We came to his house at 3.00 pm. I bring along my homemade Hari Raya card and his super belated Birthday present. (See Here)
Then all of us seated and proceed to enjoy our meals.
They are very shy when I'm the one taking their photo when eating.
We talked about current news in Facebook, gossips, our future whether to further our studies or work, foods, and etc. (but none of us talking about finding relationships). Before we finished our meals, HS mentioned about how she afraid of oven or maybe microwave because scared it will explode.
HS is a great stalker. She stalked my wall and asked a lot of questions. She makes me looks so proud and sad. Don't stalk my wall leh.
I think I noticed that the food almost same like last year. I think I need to ask Z to change the menu next year...haha. Japanese food or Korean food? Haha...
After finishing our meals, we rest a while before photo taking session.
The pink shirt guy keeps playing with his iPhone and then PX's iPhone. Now Z also holding his iPhone. I should take out my iScold to play with them.
Our group photo. I know we looks so smart, handsome, beautiful, charming, gorgeous, attractive and lovely. We are Actuarial Science Student (ASS) after all.
But if you want to get headache, sleep less than 8 hours, insomnia, loss of appetite, bad mood and heart attack during quizzes, tests, exams, and assignments...you are welcome to join Actuarial Science. The door is always open for you.
The most important for Hari Raya is DUIT RAYA!
ka-ching $.$
Thanks auntie!
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