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- Happy Halloween!
- Death is Sweet
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- Amazing in Yellow Trousers
- Won't Let You Down - OK Go
- #1 AND #2 On The Charts!
- Sunshine Of Your Love - Cream
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- The Bandrum: A New Folk Instrument
- exiguous
- A Lot of Naked People
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- Shoot, Yeah!
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- Drop Kick Me, Jesus - Bobby Bare
- Stealing The Tramp
- conk
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- mythomane
- How 'Bout Them Websites?
- New Sport: Doggy Leaf Ball
- Lazy Hamster
- A Buggy Day
- accidence
- Mrs. Brown - Herman's Hermits
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- Doggy Disco Dancing
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- Faulty Memory
- Scaredy Cat - Simon's Cat
- You're Only Lonely - J.D. Souther
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- Dear Kitten: Regarding The Dog
- azoth
- A Lot of Rain, No Singin'
- Big Mouth
- boobook
- Tusk - Fleetwood Mac
- The Texas Revolution
- If Ya Gotta Itch
- Horsing Around Meets Fooling Around
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  US President Franklin D. Roosevelt Forbids Hoarding of Gold (1933)Executive Order 6102 required US citizens and businesses to turn in all but a small amount of gold to the Federal Reserve in exchange for $20.67 per ounce. It came in the midst of a banking crisis, when the stability of paper currency was in doubt. Consequently, many tried to withdraw their money and redeem it for gold, which was considered safer. However, there simply was not enough gold in the US—or the world—to cover the nation's debts. How many people were prosecuted for violating the order? More... Discuss |
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2 comments:
I beg to differ , I can name one in our family (wink).
My dad called me that once, infuriated me. he was angry that I had mentioned to my cousin that he and Mom were going to Vegas one weekend. She told her folks, but I didn't know that the folks were just going there and just wanted to gamble and not visit with HER folks (my mom's brother and wife). He should have said something to me but I didn't know it was a friggin' secret.
He came to see me while I was at work and I kept telling him I was sorry, and also that I had a truck to put up but he just kept on. I told him he could meet me outside the door when I locked up that night and he could continue to bitch at me if he wanted, but for now I had work to do. I walked away and he told me to never turn my back on him and I asked him what he would do, sucker punch me in the back of the head...and then said that would be about right for a chicken sh*t like he was and turned away again. He grabbed my arm and I thought he was going to hit me and I said with more fury than I'd ever felt before that he'd better never lay a hand on me again or it might be the very last thing he'd do. I was nose to nose with him and like only a few other times in my life, there was a pinkish tinge to the world. (there IS something to the old saying "seeing red")
Of course, he's dead now and I regret our contentious relationship and know that I was responsible for my fair share of it, but I still don't think I did anything wrong. Again, he should have told me it was such a big secret.
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