Chain emails! You know, the ones that say send this to 10 friends and...

something good will happen to you in the next 30 minutes. I absolutely hate those! No offense to those who happily forward them whenever you get them, they just clog up my inbox and annoy me to death. I'd rather my friends just email me and let me know what's going on with them. I don't need some teary inspirational story to forward to the people I care about so I can be blessed.

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I don't like them but I get a chill reading the gloom and doom ones and start to wonder if the person who sent that really is a friend. I don't pass it to any friends. Here is a funny one you can send back though.

I want to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your silly chain letters over the past years. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. Because of your concern...

I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans. I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat feces and urine.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could get pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a wet dog on a hot day.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually AL Qaida in disguise.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a stupid number for which I will get the phone bill from hades with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I no longer eat prepackaged foods because the hormones they contain will turn me gay. I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $245,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.

Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me! I will now return the favor. If you DON'T send this e-mail to at least 1200 people inthe next 60 seconds, a large bird with diarrhea will crap on your head at 5:00 pm tomorrow afternoon. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend . . ..

Did you ever get an email where it says to forward it to 5 people and watch the screen for something funny or cool? I get these a lot and nothing ever happens on my screen when I forward them to the said number of people. Is it just a scam to get you to forward it or is my computer blocking the image I'm supposed to see?

I'm not talking about the emails where you forward it to 10 people in 10 minutes and wait for the phone ring.

this has gone on for a few years now, either she wants to know me or not. One thing is for certain, she sure isn't getting all my information without giving something back. If she wants to meet face to face that's fine with me and if not, that's fine too. While I have curiosity, I don't spend my time wallowing in what could have, should have or would have been. That chapter of my life has been closed for many, many years and frankly the curiosity fades more and more with time.

What are your thoughts about forwarding/deleting good luck/bad luck emails (i.e. urban legend chain emails). Example: I get an email from one of my friends. Says to read the story then look at the photo. The story goes on to say that the photo is of a young boy who asked his friend to take a picture of him at a certain spot, The young boy whose photo was being taken screamed and fainted and 2 days later died of a heart attack. When the film was developed it showed this boy (actually looks like a teenager of Asian decent) and there stood a ghost next to him. The email goes on about how some man received this email forwarded it to 13 friends and received all this good luck and stated another man just deleted it and his whole life was ruined.

I'm thinking how gullible are these people. Also I'm looking at the pic and the ghost is definitely from some horror movie I've seen before (maybe The Ring). Can't quite place it but I know I've seen it somewhere before, which I think I've seen this boy before too in some other picture. So I'm thinking how silly are these people (which by the way my freind sent to to exactly 13 people). So I look up the place called Sundarbans and this is some urban legend. If you put that name in Google up pops a picture of the boy and the so called ghost.

What I'm wondering is how many of you out there actually forward on emails like this believing that you just might have good luck (you know, things like win a bunch of money, get the raise you've been asking for or a promotion, they guy you've been wanting to date mysteriously calls you, or you are offered free chocolate the rest of your life) HA HA, and how many of you just delete them. I am one who deletes them, and it irritates me to no end that my friends go and include me in part of their montage of people they are emailing, so now all their friends have my email ID. I guess I'm supposed to be obligated to send this email to 13 of my friends or else I become afflicted with some sort of bad luck. What is even worse than this kind of email are the so called "religious - good luck emails (i.e. I'm sending you this Angel to watch over you, she was sent to me by my good friend and I usually don't forward these things but my friend wouldn't lie about where it came from and she received the promotion she had always been wanting, blah, blah, blah!

So just curious if any of you out there are as annoyed at these kind of emails than I am. I know I could very nicely tell her to please not send me any more of these emails (which most of them I just delete anyway as soon as I see the word "Fw:" in the email address), but I don't want to hurt her feelings. I don't believe in any of that stuff. Maybe I will try searching for an article about urban legend emails and how if you just delete them nothing bad is going to happen.

On another note, I too have been caught up in the "send this email to all your friends and you will receive 12 days of good luck". Can't tell you how many of those emails I have forwarded on in my time (mostly religious emails) and never once has any good luck been bestowed upon me because of it. Who knows....maybe "The Big Man upstairs" (as my sister refers to him) gets annoyed that people are exploiting him like this.

received regarding "how I'm doing, etc." I thought I'd give a quick update. Thank you all so much for your kindness and caring for a total stranger and her family.It means so much to me that others are thinking of me.

I ended up going to an ER and they prescribed Cymbalta and Xanax. Didn't the Xanax filled. I have no intentions of zoning out on Xanax. All I need is to become addicted to something.

I am not too happy with the Cymbalta. We didn't even discuss Cymbalta. We discussed another med, but I can't think of which antidepressant it was, but it wasn't that. Was surprised when I got it filled what he prescribed.

In any event, I have good days and bad days. Got a 2 week work excuse which I haven't abided by yet, either. I feel work keeps me grounded. I may still use it. I do need to focus and deal with my grief. I haven't done that yet. Been too busy. I like busy. Busy doesn't hurt.

I swear, I have this one friend who just gets mad at me stupid stuff. I told her a few weeks ago that I could probably go out this sat. but now I can't make it (just dinner). So, I emailed her and told her I can't go. She's upset. Thinks I should not have made plans in the first place. Well, things come up.

Are there any women out there who can: Forgive, understand, not get offended because I am not perfect? If so, I'd like to meet you. I highly doubt she exists though.

Drafting Guys over 60
----this is so Funny & obviously written by a Former MARINE-----

New Direction for any war: Send Service Vets over 60!
I am over 60 and the Armed Forces thinks I'm too old to track down terrorists. You can't be older than 42 to join the military. They've got the whole thing ass-backwards. Instead of sending 18-year olds off to fight, they ought to take us old guys. You shouldn't be able to join a military unit until you're at least 35.

For starters:
Researchers say 18-year-olds think about sex every 10 seconds. Old guys only think about sex a couple of times a day, leaving us more than 28,000 additional seconds per day to concentrate on the enemy.

Young guys haven't lived long enough to be cranky, and a cranky soldier is a dangerous soldier. 'My back hurts! I can't sleep, I'm tired and hungry' We are impatient and maybe letting us kill some asshole that desperately deserves it will make us feel better and shut us up for a while.

An 18-year-old doesn't even like to get up before 10 a.m. Old guys always get up early to pee so what the hell. Besides, like I said, 'I'm tired and can't sleep and since I'm already up, I may as well be up killing some fanatical son-of-a-bitch.

If captured we couldn't spill the beans because we'd forget where we put them. In fact, name, rank, and serial number would be a real brainteaser.

Boot camp would be easier for old guys. We're used to getting screamed and yelled at and we're used to soft food. We've also developed an appreciation for guns. We've been using them for years as an excuse to get out of the house, away from the screaming and yelling.

They could lighten up on the obstacle course however. I've been in combat and didn't see a single 20-foot wall with rope hanging over the side, nor did I ever do any pushups after completing basic training. I can hear the Drill Sgt. In the 'New army' now, 'Get down and give me ... er .. One.'

Actually, the running part is kind of a waste of energy, too. I've never seen anyone outrun a bullet.

An 18-year-old has the whole world ahead of him. He's still learning to shave, to start up a conversation with a pretty girl. He still hasn't figured out that a baseball cap has a brim to shade his eyes, not the back of his head.

These are all great reasons to keep our kids at home to learn a little more about life before sending them off into harm's way.

Let us old guys track down those dirty rotten cowards terrorists. The last thing an enemy would want to see right now is a couple of million pissed off old farts with attitudes and automatic weapons who know that their best years are already behind them.

If nothing else, put us on border patrol....we will have it secured the first night!

Share this with your senior friends. It's purposely in big type so you can read it..........

I always overspend cause there's always something on sale that I will need sooner than later. DH goes by the list and the list only.

After we type a post and click on Post Reply - we get sent to an authentication page to type in a code...like 2d4s or something. Someone last week had asked MTStars to fix it so that when we get to that page, the mouse/cursor ends up automatically in the box so all we have to do is type the code, versus how it was before - we had to place the mouse/cursor into that little box. MTStars addressed this poster by fixing it. I was not the poster who asked for the fix but I certainly recognized the fix and was just thanking MTStars for fixing it.