----- Original Message ----- From: leslieandersen@bellsouth.net To: JEFF & JANET ; JOHNATHON ; KIM & DENNIS ; Nancy Weeks Sent: Sunday, September 24, 2006 4:16 PM Subject: FW: Why Parents Drink -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From: Gail Crecelius [mailto:gcrecelius@hotmail.com] Sent: Wednesday, September 20, 2006 7:48 AM To: leslieandersen@bellsouth.net; walterc123@aol.com; Donnafoots@aol.com; jckhoward@yahoo.com; willjohnson72@hotmail.com; Jill.Danley@irs.gov; SJAINT@aol.com; mollybeau@yahoo.com; swinter950@yahoo.com; sparkyfish@charter.net Subject: FW: Why Parents Drink ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ From: Cynthia Slocum <cslocum@ambrosi-atlanta.com> To: Gail Crecelius <gcrecelius@hotmail.com> Subject: FW: Why Parents Drink Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2006 08:52:35 -0400 ------ Forwarded Message From: Jeffrey Jones <jejones@ambrosi-atlanta.com> Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2006 08:29:49 -0400 To: Jeffrey Wincek <jwinceck@ambrosi-atlanta.com>, William Ellis <wellis@ambrosi-atlanta.com>, Roger Caswell <rcaswell@ambrosi-atlanta.com>, Cindy Velez-Rivera <cvelez-rivera@ambrosi-atlanta.com>, Cynthia Slocum <cslocum@ambrosi-atlanta.com>, Kelly Reed <kreed@ambrosi-atlanta.com>, "k9rico151@aol.com" <k9rico151@aol.com>, Sherri Sheldon <ssheldon@ambrosi-atlanta.com> Conversation: Why Parents Drink Subject: FW: Why Parents Drink Good morning, Molly told me that yall were going to have lunch together! I am so jealous!!!I have to get busy buying those lottery tickets.... How is school? Great I hope. How are Mr. Bill and Alan,and Petey? Just fine I hope....Call when you can-I thought you might think this littleWhy parents drink was funny.... Love,Cindy Subject: FW: Why Parents Drink A boss wondered why one of his most valued employees had not phoned in sick one day. Having an urgent problem with one of the main computers, he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper. "Hello." "Is your daddy home?" he asked. "Yes," whispered the small voice. May I talk with him?" The child whispered, "No." Surprised and wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?" "Yes." "May I talk with her?" Again the small voice whispered, "No." Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, "Is anybody else there?" "Yes," whispered the child, "a policeman" Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?" "No, he's busy", whispered the child. "Busy doing what?" "Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman," came the whispered answer. Growing more worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What is that noise?" "A helicopter" answered the whispering voice. "What is going on there?" demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive. Again, whispering, the child answered, "The search team just landed the helicopter." Alarmed, concerned and a little frustrated the boss asked, "What are they searching for?" Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle: "me .." ------ End of Forwarded Message An embedded and charset-unspecified text was scrubbed... Name: _AVG certification_.txt Url: http://archiver.rootsweb.com/th/index?list=garrison/attachments/20060927/509f34ef/attachment.txt