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She was driving like a crazy lady. I noticed her license plate. I decided not to pass her. Would you?


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  1. Oh my Mary. I laughed so hard when I read that license plate. I wouldn't pass her, that's for sure. I love you dear friend. You always make me smile. Always. Have a a great Friday.

    Hugs, lots of them,
    Alleluiabelle

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  2. Fair warning, I'd say. I love to go in gift shops and read the bumper stickers and shirts. I don't ever buy - I just laugh. I would put this one, if anything: Jesus Loves You (but I'm his favorite) Makes me smile.

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  3. Too cute. What a blessing after a long week...thank you, andrea

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  4. Oh that is too funny. I wouldn't pass her! LOL.
    Did you link up? I just happen to stop by and see your smiling face and saw this funny. I'll go check and if not I can link to this for you!
    Love coming here and seeing your smiling face at the top of your blog.
    Blessings,
    Kim

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  5. Love the pic at the top of your blog! And laughed at the plate...Hilarious!

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  6. This is so funny! What a great way to end the week: laughing! :)

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  7. I have something to confess to u sister....I always come by ur blog, even if u don't have a new post. Because I just love to see ur smile but what more, ur "Friday Funnies" just make my day, after a long week of all these worldly cares we deal with. That was hilarious! I know prayers work but I won't attempt to pass her up either. Seen those ads that milk cures it? I would love to offer her some milk...HAHAHA...Thank u for this post. Love u sister-Rosel

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  8. OMGOSH! No, I don't think I would. I'd drive WAY behind her!

    Too funny, Mary!

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  9. Oh, no...I wouldn't pass her either! Too funny and I'm so thankful those days are over for me...my family is too! LOL!

    Happy Friday!

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  10. Oh, no - I'd back off and not get anywhere close to her vehicle. At least, she provided a warning - a very kind gesture, I think. LOL

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  11. Cracked me up!!!!

    There are definitely some good things about being a "senior", and NOT having PMS is one of them. Come to think of it, THAT license plate could have been mine 30 years ago!

    Be blessed!
    Kathleen

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  12. If that had been an Oklahoma plate I would have bet my daughter was driving it!!! Every day on her way home she calls me to complain about all the drivers in the city!

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  13. Oh, that is so funny! And no, I wouldn't pass her. I do believe if that were my plate, I'd try to send it back and get another. Thanks for making me smile today.

    Andrea

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  14. Oh what a hoot! I wouldn't pass her! LOL! Hmmmm... wonder if that tag is taken here in FL. *g*

    Have a JESUS-filled day! ^i^

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  15. Can't let the weekend go by w/out telling u to have a great one! Thanks 4 ur funny comment...Ur hubby knew it well that ur nice "smile" will hide the "ineptness w/ur pc knowledge?"U make me laugh every time...Sister, ur blog is great, the way it is! Our "ineptness" God turns to masterpieces! Keep smiling...Love & prayers...

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  16. Bwahahahaha! I would just give her the road!

    Thanks for your sweet comment on my post today. Meant the world to me.

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