A little story my friend passed along....

mayday · 03-05-2007, 04:00 PM

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.
But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
"I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."
The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?"
"That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them."
"For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table.
Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.
SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

burnt njal · 03-05-2007, 04:01 PM

i thought she was going to say she couldnt handle carrying a full two pots anyway

diplodocus · 03-05-2007, 04:14 PM

how was she communicating with the pot? telepathically?

wHATcOLOR · 03-05-2007, 04:16 PM

i bet her spine became curved from the uneven distribution of weight

Nimrod's Son · 03-05-2007, 04:24 PM

she's got a talking pot? why is she wasting her time carrying water every day? dumb.

Ol' Couch Ass · 03-05-2007, 06:25 PM

Who are you to wave your finger?
Ya' must have been out your head.
Eye hole deep in muddy waters.
You practically raised the dead.

Rob the grave, to snow the cradle.
Then burn the evidence down.
Soapbox, house of cards, and glass,
So don't go tossin' your stones around.

You must have been high.
You must have been high.
You must have been.

Foot in mouth, and head up asshole.
Whatcha talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'til you pull it out, boy!

You must have been, so high.
You must have been, so high.

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference.
King Guru done hung the juror with the innocent.

Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo
Got lemon juice up in your...EYE!

When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must have been HIGH, HIGH
You must have been HIGH, HIGH

Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it.
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Fuckin' hypocrite.

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me.
What's the difference?

Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

NOW!!
You'll weep or, change the chosen into gold.
Got lemon juice up in your high eye.
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You musta been!

So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your mighty fingers at me?
You must, have been, out your, mind!

Reefer chased off indigo
Trapped without a reason
Reefer chased off indigo

Liar, lawyer,
Mirror for ya,
What's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned
He's guilty as the government

NOW!!
Will you weep or, change the chosen into gold
Got lemon juice up in your, EYE!!
EYE!!

Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.
You musta been HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH.
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Your're balls deep in muddy waters.
Ganja Police, you must, have been, out your MIND!!!!

Karl Connor · 03-05-2007, 06:27 PM

theres no way im gonna read all that pal. what kind of person do you think i am

Ol' Couch Ass · 03-05-2007, 06:28 PM

There is no way the pot was talking...she must have been High, high hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

Karl Connor · 03-05-2007, 06:29 PM

*throws beer bottle at wall

bardy · 03-05-2007, 06:32 PM

99 bottles of beer on the wall

Lucy Sky Diamonds · 03-05-2007, 06:33 PM

Mmm, beer.

wHATcOLOR · 03-05-2007, 07:10 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lucy Sky Diamonds

Mmm, beer.

i think i speak for a good amout of us when i say that we're real tired of your sucky posts, bro

Grumble · 03-05-2007, 07:23 PM

that was so beautiful it made my soul cum.

Les Os · 03-05-2007, 08:32 PM

cumming souls is kind of like talking pots.
in a strange kind of way.

starla of the vast skies · 03-05-2007, 08:43 PM

My mom sent me that e-mail.

*sigh*

03-05-2007, 04:00 PM	#1 (permalink)
mayday Apocalyptic Poster Posts: 3,355	A little story my friend passed along.... An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do. After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house." The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?" "That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them." "For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house." Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them. SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

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03-05-2007, 04:01 PM	#2 (permalink)
burnt njal Demi-God Posts: 483	i thought she was going to say she couldnt handle carrying a full two pots anyway

03-05-2007, 04:14 PM	#3 (permalink)
diplodocus Ownz Location: evil girls fighting good girls turning good girls into evil girls. evil boys eating evil hamburgers evil boys eating evil fries. Posts: 811	how was she communicating with the pot? telepathically?

03-05-2007, 04:16 PM	#4 (permalink)
wHATcOLOR THIS IS AWESOME!!!!!!!!!! Location: whip that's for stealing !! whip And that's for getting blood on my whip !!! \|\| MY NAME IS KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID ROCK!! Posts: 43,143	i bet her spine became curved from the uneven distribution of weight

03-05-2007, 04:24 PM	#5 (permalink)
Nimrod's Son Kato and Nash Location: I like short girls with long straight hair who dress like boys and like to drink. Posts: 69,101	she's got a talking pot? why is she wasting her time carrying water every day? dumb.

03-05-2007, 06:25 PM	#6 (permalink)
Ol' Couch Ass He is I and I am him Location: Too naughty for the locals to keep down Posts: 10,080	Who are you to wave your finger? Ya' must have been out your head. Eye hole deep in muddy waters. You practically raised the dead. Rob the grave, to snow the cradle. Then burn the evidence down. Soapbox, house of cards, and glass, So don't go tossin' your stones around. You must have been high. You must have been high. You must have been. Foot in mouth, and head up asshole. Whatcha talkin' 'bout? Difficult to dance 'round this one 'til you pull it out, boy! You must have been, so high. You must have been, so high. Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference. King Guru done hung the juror with the innocent. Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo Got lemon juice up in your...EYE! When you pissed all over my black kettle You must have been HIGH, HIGH You must have been HIGH, HIGH Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Fuckin' hypocrite. Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me. What's the difference? Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent. NOW!! You'll weep or, change the chosen into gold. Got lemon juice up in your high eye. When you pissed all over my black kettle You musta been! So who are you to wave your finger? Who are you to wave your mighty fingers at me? You must, have been, out your, mind! Reefer chased off indigo Trapped without a reason Reefer chased off indigo Liar, lawyer, Mirror for ya, What's the difference? Kangaroo be stoned He's guilty as the government NOW!! Will you weep or, change the chosen into gold Got lemon juice up in your, EYE!! EYE!! Now when you pissed all over my black kettle. You musta been HIGH, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH. Eyeballs deep in muddy waters Your're balls deep in muddy waters. Ganja Police, you must, have been, out your MIND!!!!

03-05-2007, 06:27 PM	#7 (permalink)
Karl Connor ADMlNISTRATOR Posts: 18,904	theres no way im gonna read all that pal. what kind of person do you think i am

03-05-2007, 06:28 PM	#8 (permalink)
Ol' Couch Ass He is I and I am him Location: Too naughty for the locals to keep down Posts: 10,080	There is no way the pot was talking...she must have been High, high hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh

03-05-2007, 06:29 PM	#9 (permalink)
Karl Connor ADMlNISTRATOR Posts: 18,904	*throws beer bottle at wall

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bardy boogey boogey Location: would you like a bite of my stick? Posts: 20,429	99 bottles of beer on the wall

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Lucy Sky Diamonds Duckbilled Platypus Location: No Canada like French Canada, it's the best Canada in ze land. Posts: 16,907	Mmm, beer.

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Grumble Apocalyptic Poster Location: non-local software. Posts: 2,748	that was so beautiful it made my soul cum.

03-05-2007, 08:32 PM	#14 (permalink)
Les Os Pledge Location: Cottoncandy. Posts: 183	cumming souls is kind of like talking pots. in a strange kind of way.

03-05-2007, 08:43 PM	#15 (permalink)
starla of the vast skies Demi-God Location: on hiatus Posts: 357	My mom sent me that e-mail. sigh