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i was wondering if those in the jw organization would be in better or worse mental health than those who quit the organization?
any thoughts?
I don't think it's possible to be a member of an abusive, mind controlling cult without experiencing some negative impact on ones mental and emotional health. I feel I've improved in this regard since leaving the org, as have most XJW's that I've met.
Walter
Ontario District Overbeer
yes this is one of the most tasty spices!
it puts a bountyful flavour to your rice and makes it most enjoyable!
description---its stem is slender and branched, rarely exceeding 1 foot in height and somewhat angular.
I love cumin in just about everything.
Walter
Ontario District Overbeer
what do you consider to be the benefits for having an "innie?
"....an "outie?
" please explain.. fb
If you have an inny and are a smoker, you can use it to hold your cigarette if you need both hands for something else, like beer and pizza.
Walter
Ontario District Overbeer
i've had all i can standz...i can't standz no more!!.
training camp starts later this week and i for one am grateful.
well, blast it...i like hockey...i enjoy hockey...and by golly, i want hockey season!!!.
YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!! HOCKEY ROCKS!!!!!
Watching the Toronto Maple Leafs kick ass, with beer in one hand and pizza in the other - life doesn't get much better!!!
Walter
Ontario District Overbeer
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i wanted to remind everyone tonight that the 5th estate runs "spiritual sheperds" tonight at 9pm.
if you missed it last time, its a must to watch.. vic
I first saw it in January, and it was the final straw that made me leave the org. I watched it again tonight, with the update. I really hope more people, both inside and outside the org, wake up and see the society for what it is - an abusive cult that protects child molesters.
Walter
my most zany thing was back in 1970 when i lived in maryland....i was working for the pr.
geo.
and also had a part time job in the evening working for giant food in their payroll/personnel dept.....one evening, my boss at giant food in hyattsville, phoned me and told me that a coworker of his was going to come down to the office and that if i would provide him with transportation to where they were meeting, i could have the rest of the evening off and he would write in my time as though i'd worked the whole evening as usual....great!
This happened when I was in my mid twenties. My buddy Ron and I decided to go out for something to eat, so we rode our motorcycles to a local mall called Sherway Gardens. Right over Simpsons was a restaurant that overlooked the mall interior below, so we went there and sat at the edge of the restaurant so we could watch the shoppers below.
Ron had very bad teeth, and developed a habit of spitting out little bits of food. Well, I gave him shit for doing this, so he did it more just to annoy me. He then spat some food down over the mall area, and we suddenly realized that shoppers were directly below us, and there was a potential for a bit of fun.
We started throwing small bits of food at the shoppers below, but we naturally tried to outdo each other. It didn't help that there were two elderly women just two tables away from us and they were giggling like schoolgirls at our antics. This encouraged us, and the pieces of food we threw at shoppers got progressively larger. So far, the restaurant staff had no clue what we were doing. We had to order a second meal each since the food was all being thrown down into the mall, and we explained to the waiter that the food was SOOOOOO GOOD that we just needed more, and we were growing boys anyway!
Some of the shoppers started to notice all the food lying on the floor - chicken, mashed potatos, steak, puff pastery, and other items - especially after a few slipped, and they were looking up to see where the food was coming from. We decided we had better step up our efforts, and then get out of there. Ron then picked up the remainder of his sundea as I stood up with cheesecake in hand, a piece about the size of my fist. We selected our victims, wound up, and let 'em go! While Ron missed his target, I got lucky, and beaned a woman right in the top of her head with my cheesecake. We then wished the two elderly ladies a nice day, and went to the cash to pay our bills, just in time to see my cheesecake victim's boyfriend complaining to the manager about what happened. He took a look at us, and decided not to start any trouble.
We had so much fun that we decided to go back and do it again a few months later, but you know how it is - the first time is always the best.
Walter
Canadian District Overbeer
this story was told by a nurse... and she swears this really happened on her ward.
a man suspected of sars is lying in the hospital bed with a mask over his mouth.
a young auxiliary nurse appears to sponge his face and hands.
This story was told by a nurse... and she swears this really happened on her ward. A man suspected of SARs is lying in the hospital bed with a mask over his mouth. A young auxiliary nurse appears to sponge his face and hands. "Nurse," he mumbles from behind the mask, "Are my testicles black?" Embarrassed the young nurse replies, "I don't know Sir, I'm only here to wash your face and hands." He struggles again to talk through his mask an repeats, "Nurse, are my testicles black?" Again the nurse replies, "I can't tell. I'm only here to wash your face and hands." The Head Nurse was passing and saw the man getting a little distraught so she! marched over to inquire what was wrong. "Nurse," he mumbled, "Are my testicles black?" Being a nurse of long-standing, the Head Nurse was undaunted. She whipped back the bedclothes, pulled down his pyjama trousers, had a real good look, pulled his pyjamas back up, replaced the bedclothes and announced, "Nothing wrong with your testicles!!!" At this point, the man pulled off his mask and screams out,
"I SAID, ARE MY TEST RESULTS BACK ??!!"
Walter
Canadian District Overbeer
jw's can't do this.
they can't do that.
restrictions abound.
With all the crap they have to put up with, I don't think JW's drink nearly enough!
My fondest memories from my JW daze were from drinking in strip bars with my MS buddy, who used to get on the stage and dance with the strippers! Somehow, he never got bounced out! Going there was a great stress reliever.
I heard one elder say in a talk that we shouldn't go to PG rated movies, that PG stood for "Pure Garbage". I later saw some porn flicks at his house.
When I was a new JW I asked an elder about the JW stand on oral sex. His answer was "A little face in the right place is no disgrace."
With all the stupid rules and mixed signals you get from them, it's a wonder that they don't partake even more frequently of the Holy Spirits!
Walter
Canadian District Overbeer
Is there a Bethel in the Kegdom?
I don't know about Bethels, but there will be plenty of Barrels in the Kegdom! But I like Prisca's idea of Brothels alot! Beer & Brothels - has a nice ring to it.
Aztec, Bloody Mary's are great too! It's easy to drink ALOT, and I've never had a hangover from them!!! Tequila with a beer chaser is great too!
Walter
Canadian District Overbeer
Congrats Brother Logansrun!
May you always be filled with Holy Spirits!
Walter
Canadian District Overbeer
