Technical Treason and Eight or Nine reasons why an infra-red mouse is a MUST!

Written by Tranni D'Electric.

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Mice carry fleas, and snakes don't especially like infra-red mice, regardless of what they carry so you can keep an "ordinary-red" or "regular-red" snake.

Hang on!!!!......I see thatrepparttar boss has leftrepparttar 118119 building.... should I mentionrepparttar 118120 old proverb?

If you really need to hear aboutrepparttar 118121 other one or two reasons, it will have to wait. My esteemed editor attributes his so-called sucess to "only creatingrepparttar 118122 illusion of work, whilerepparttar 118123 boss is looking and conserving energy for evasive purposes while he is not". Who am I to argue with such a sucessful idiot?

Tranni D'Electric

Tranni D'Electric is an expert columnist on electronic and consumer product at The Trivial Times


Written by Rev. James L. Snyder

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Why is it that whenever I try to help someone it never really works out? Only my psychoanalyst knows for sure.

Inrepparttar best of spirits, I crossedrepparttar 118118 street and approachedrepparttar 118119 steps leading up torepparttar 118120 porch where Andy,repparttar 118121 young chap, struggled to ringrepparttar 118122 elusive doorbell.

"Hello, Andy," I yelled as I took that first step, which I soon learned actually wasrepparttar 118123 first step toward trouble. Andy looked at me and sheepishly grinned. Anyone who knows anything about little boys knows this means trouble.

At that point, I remembered reading about a man who had a practical philosophy concerning little boys. "Whenever you meet a young boy onrepparttar 118124 street," he exhorted, "always stop and give that young man a good thrashing." He went on to explain this extreme action. "The young man in question has either come from some trouble, or is going to some trouble. In either case, he needs it."

I must admit that I have come close, not quite, to embracing this philosophy. Andy fit this description perfectly. If Andy survived any day without getting into trouble, it was not from any effort on his part.

Alas, atrepparttar 118125 time ofrepparttar 118126 incident, I did not posses such knowledge. Instead, I walked right into trouble.

"Let me help you, Andy," I offered.

"Preacher, I can't reachrepparttar 118127 door bell."

"No problem," I assured him in all my innocence. "I'll get it for you."

With a St. Francis of Assisi grin, I vigorously rangrepparttar 118128 doorbell n not once, but several times.

Looking at Andy, who at this time had a smile racing all over his freckled face, I naively said to him, "Now what, Andy?"

"Now, preacher," Andy screamed with delight as he leaped offrepparttar 118129 porch, "we run like crazy."

Atrepparttar 118130 next church council, I had a difficult time convincing everyone that I was notrepparttar 118131 notorious doorbell ringer who had been plaguingrepparttar 118132 community for weeks. Convincing any of my innocence with good old sister Brandywhine, whose doorbell I enthusiastically rang, proved hopeless.

Nobody ever quite believed my innocence, and who wants to hide behind a little boy? From then on little Andy always greeted me withrepparttar 118133 biggest grin possible for a little lad.

Eating crow has spiritual dimensions to anyone willing to pursuerepparttar 118134 issue. Sometimes it is better to be wrongfully accused and keeprepparttar 118135 peace than to demand innocence.

Jesus made this point when he said, "But I say unto you, That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to himrepparttar 118136 other also." (Matthew 5:39 KJV.)

It was then that I learned eating crow is better than cackling like a chicken.

REv. James L. Snyder is an award winning author and popular columnist living with his wife Martha in Ocala, FL.

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