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It's Friday and time to link up with Kim at Homesteader's Heart to enjoy a few laughs!


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  1. Oh wow! Her mother must be so proud! At least she's pretty! LOL. That was too funny my friend.
    Big Hugs and Happy Friday.
    Kim

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  2. Oh Mary, this is a good one :) Poor Kelly Pickler!!! Good thing she can sing huh?!!

    I am storming the gates for you my dear friend! I love you and WON'T stop praying....the victory is yours through JESUS!!!

    Have a blessed holiday

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  3. She must have gone on her looks throughout her life, that's for sure. Funny or ...is it pitiful? LOL.

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  4. Bless her heart!! She does have her looks...enjoyed the laugh! Have a great weekend.

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  5. That was funny. My grandson's father is from Hungary. So it was extra funny to me.
    Also I am sorry I forgot to leave a comment below.
    You are awesome and deserve a 100 awards.
    Thank you for thinking of me with an award too.
    Have a wonderful week.

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  6. You just wonder if she was absent or cutting classes in her geography or history classes. Though I knew of a co-worker once who never heard of Greece. I thought she was kidding at first but I was the only one laughing, until I zipped my lips.
    God bless sister Mary and love and prayers always to you. Have a great weekend.

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  7. My Sweet Friend,

    You always find the funniest things. You made me laugh again today and I surely needed that. :D

    I'm with the others on this one, her mom must be so poud, DUH! LOL.

    Love, Hugs & Prayers,
    Alleluiabelle

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  8. My goodness, I've so much catching up to do; happy I started here! Ya, it's scarey to think what our schools are (or AREN'T) teaching these days ... I work with a very (seemingly) bright young lady who recently asked in all honesty, "Does the President actually live in the White House?".

    Enjoy your day, Mary!

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  9. OMG!!! LOL
    so funny!!
    LOVE IT!
    Have a Lovely Friday and a HAPPY 4th of July!!!

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  10. I came by last night when you had first hit the publish button but had trouble loading.. glad my server is back to normal again today.

    here sending you more smiles and hugs. Have a blessed weekend!

    As to your header pic, i think it's like a burst of sunshine everytime someone comes in here. But if you do not feel comfortable, another idea is to move this to the side bar and have a more generalised picture like a flower/nature/ as a header instead.

    (If you go to Dashboard, click Customize, you will see the Header box in the template. You can change the pic whenever you like a change by clicking Edit.)

    :)

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  11. I HOPE she was absolutely kidding through all of this...Oh my...well...she's cute....
    Yikes. That's actually a bit frightening...

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  12. Yikes! It makes me want to figure out how to give my eighth graders a basic knowledge kit so they don't end up like that pretty miss!

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  13. Making rounds to share this special 4th of July with my blogging friends. Praise the LORD for our FREEDOM. Blessings to you and your family dear one.

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  14. Oh dear! That's both amusing and tragic. (Watching the boy's expressions in the video were priceless!) Yet so many today are uneducated in regards to history and geography, that it scares me. Recently someone wrote to me that Ancient Rome, under Nero, was a Christian empire!?

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