tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post1796591574458154286..comments2023-10-19T05:40:59.162-04:00Comments on Sippican Cottage: Sippican's 2016 New Year's ResolutionsSippicanCottagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14940797380578921776noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-43357650039067417482016-01-03T04:15:15.356-05:002016-01-03T04:15:15.356-05:00Never stop!Never stop!Garethnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-72011160455683967042016-01-02T14:35:35.375-05:002016-01-02T14:35:35.375-05:00If I can just receive SC all year, I'll be hap...If I can just receive SC all year, I'll be happy.Casey Klahnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08020906666248399435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-63772245974343443222016-01-02T14:15:40.271-05:002016-01-02T14:15:40.271-05:00John The River, as well he should! 'Twas Minn...John The River, as well he should! 'Twas Minnie who was the moocher. Did you dance like Cab Calloway while singing?Sam L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00996809377798862214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-29887058215240466732016-01-02T11:50:43.386-05:002016-01-02T11:50:43.386-05:00Happy New Year! I'd wish you a prosperous yea...Happy New Year! I'd wish you a prosperous year but I hate to see money go to the government. <br /><br />Once at a big box store I had a check out clerk ask me something in some language tantalizingly similar to English. I answered her with as much of chorus of 'Millie the Moocher' as I could remember...Hiddy, Hiddy, HO! Not surprisingly the manager asked me to leave. John the Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13229901034384165935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-75747669883373761612016-01-02T10:36:14.970-05:002016-01-02T10:36:14.970-05:00Best to you all for the New Year. Without irony o...Best to you all for the New Year. Without irony or snark, let us hope for a better 2016.Johnny Glendalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15836298682851385906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-37857312869036084292016-01-02T09:27:09.553-05:002016-01-02T09:27:09.553-05:00Sipp, is this you out on a day pass?
A guy is dri...Sipp, is this you out on a day pass?<br /><br />A guy is driving around the back woods and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: Talking Dog For Sale<br /><br />He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.<br />The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador Retriever sitting there.<br /><br />"You talk?" he asks.<br /><br />"Yep," the Lab replies.<br /><br />After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says "So, what's your story?"<br />The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.<br /><br />"I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals. <br /><br />"I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."<br /><br />The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.<br /><br />"Ten dollars," the guy says.<br /><br />"Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?"<br /><br />"Because he's a liar. He never did any of that stuff."<br /><br /><br />Moral of the story: Let sleeping dogs lie.chasmatichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14962911972107586613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-73294892133498780362016-01-01T17:52:28.385-05:002016-01-01T17:52:28.385-05:00Bavarian accent: Change to one from the Palatinat...Bavarian accent: Change to one from the Palatinate. too.<br />You really should stop punching those clerks. Instead, lie down and tell them stories about you mother.<br />Second language: I suggest the Swedish Chef's Bork, bork, bork, mock-Swedish. You might want to try Gibberish, <br />In the mean-time, pat the Spare on his head and get him a narrow-brimmed safety hat for protection and rub jalapeno oil on your fingers to write more faster. <br />Sam L.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00996809377798862214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-28200164556419942352016-01-01T15:05:39.118-05:002016-01-01T15:05:39.118-05:00I read it as walking with a Bavarian accent, you c...I read it as walking with a Bavarian accent, you can stop I'll start.Thudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18320037763190473684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14474631.post-84076584543708260302016-01-01T10:14:45.590-05:002016-01-01T10:14:45.590-05:00Happy New Year, all you Sullivans! Happy New Year, all you Sullivans! juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.com