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Epic Orchestra Rendition of the Song Unchained Melody

600 military musicians from eleven nations unite to perform a beautiful rendition of the song Unchained Melody at the Musicshow of the Nations in Bremen, Germany.

Amazing how so many people from so many countries can come together in peace and harmony through music.

Unchained Melody is a 1955 song with music by Alex North and lyrics by Hy Zaret. North wrote the music as a theme for the little-known prison film in 1955 called Unchained, hence the song title. Todd Duncan sang the vocals for the film soundtrack. It has since become a standard and one of the most recorded songs of the 20th century.

You can watch here the most popular version of this song by the Righteous Brothers.



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…continued from above:

Elvis Presley Powerful Rendition of Unchained Melody, One of His Last Live Performances

An exhausted and almost out of breath Elvis Presley goes from barely being able to speak when introducing the song Unchained Melody, to delivering the performance of a lifetime.

On June 21st, 1977 in Rapid City, South Dakota, one of Elvis Presley’s last ever live performances was truly an incredible display of talent.

He performed 5 more times, last being in Indianapolis on June 26, 1977. He then went home to Memphis, Tennessee to take a break before the next leg of the tour and died on August 16, 1977 at the young age of 42.



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Mensa Invitational once again invited readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. Here are the winners:


1. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.

2. Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.

3. Intaxicaton: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.

4. Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.

5. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

6. Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

7. Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.

8. Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

9. Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.

10. Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit)

11. Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.

12. Decafalon(n):The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.

13. Glibido: All talk and no action.

14. Dopeler Effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.

15. Arachnoleptic Fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.

16. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito, that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.

17. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a worm in the fruit you're eating.

The winning submissions to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words.

And the winners are:

1. Coffee, n. The person upon whom one coughs.

2. Flabbergasted, adj. Appalled by discovering how much weight one has gained.

3. Abdicate, v. To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

4. Esplanade, v. To attempt an explanation while drunk.

5. Willy-nilly, adj. Impotent.

6. Negligent, adj. Absent mindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.

7. Lymph, v. To walk with a lisp

8. Gargoyle, n. Olive-flavored mouthwash.

9. Flatulence, n. Emergency vehicle that picks up someone who has been run over by a steamroller.

10. Balderdash, n. A rapidly receding hairline.

11. Testicle, n. A humorous question on an exam.

12. Rectitude, n. The formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.

13. Pokemon, n. A Rastafarian proctologist.

14. Oyster, n. A person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.

15. Frisbeetarianism, n. The belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.

16. Circumvent, n. An opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men


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I have been craving something smothered with red pasta sauce for about a week…so tonight, I took…


and made a fairly decent dinner for myself. First, I put the frozen, in ice, block of zucchini in a non-stick sauté pan with several squirts of olive oil and let cook until all the water had evaporated and the zucchini “noodles” were dry and no water to dilute the sauce. I cooked 3 of the frozen meatballs in the microwave for 1 minute and then cut each meatball into quarters. I heated about a 1/3 - 3/4 cup of the marinara sauce in the microwave for a minute. I then put the zucchini in a bowl, added the meatballs and then poured in the sauce…

it was really quite good and satisfied the craving.


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This has been my experience with every single person I have met through my grandboys and their friends, as well as the older teens and young adults of my friends. It is those who are the exception who get nearly all the "press" and people just accept it as fact for all young people. The young I have met and know give me faith in "tomorrow."


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"Rural coffee county Alabama. This teenager was filling up his Mustang
when the older gentleman pulled up with his can for the mower and was
patiently waiting. The teenager noticed, pulled the nozzle out and said
"sir will you please let me see your can?" He filled it up as the older
gentleman objected but settled in to a story. When the kid finished,
he put the nozzle back into his car to finish filling up his own. He refused
to take money from the gentleman and wished him a wonderful day.
They are all over this country and they come in many shapes and colors.
Don't denigrate his generation. Train them to be like this. I can assure you,
he was raised to say sir and ma'am. As he pulled out onto the blacktop he
lit the tires up on his red stallion, smiling the whole time..... and so was I."
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I think we miss so much when we go from our house to our vehicles and drive to our destination and park as close as possible and enter ... no surprises along our way.

This looks like fun and makes life interesting...



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For all fathers, grandfathers, uncles and all others who have stood in place of fathers for the children in their lives...



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I saw this on Facebook—I have no idea if this is a true story or a parable…but, thought it is certainly food for thought. I want to be an eagle.

Who Wants Watermelons

June 13 at 8:48 PM ·

"I was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed was the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car to open the back passenger door for me.
He handed me a laminated card and said, 'I'm Wasu, your driver. While I'm loading your bags in the trunk, I'd like you to read my mission statement.'
Taken aback, I read the card. It said, 'Wasu's Mission Statement: To get my customers to their destination in the quickest, safest, and cheapest way possible in a friendly environment.'
This blew me away. Especially when I noticed the inside of the cab matched the outside. Spotlessly clean!
As he slid behind the wheel, Wasu said, 'Would you like a cup of coffee? I have a thermos of regular and one of decaf.'
I said jokingly, 'No, I'd prefer a soft drink.'
Wasu smiled and said, 'No problem. I have a cooler up front with regular and Diet Coke, lassi, water, and orange juice.'
Almost stuttering, I said, 'I'll take a lassi since I’ve never had one before.'
Handing me my drink, Wasu said, 'If you'd like something to read, I have Good Housekeeping magazine, Reader’s Digest, The Bible, and a Travel + Leisure magazine.'
As we were pulling away, Wasu handed me another laminated card, 'These are the stations I get and the music they play, if you'd like to listen to the radio.'
And as if that weren't enough, Wasu told me he had the heater on and asked if the temperature was comfortable for me.
Then he advised me of the best route to my destination for that time of day. He also let me know he'd be happy to chat and tell me about some of the sights or, if I preferred, to leave me with my own thoughts.
'Tell me, Wasu,' I was amazed and asked him, 'have you always served customers like this?'
Wasu smiled into the rear view mirror. 'No, not always. In fact, it's only been in the last two years. My first five years driving, I spent most of my time complaining like all the rest of the cabbies do. Then I heard about power of choice one day.'
'Power of choice is that you can be a duck or an eagle. If you get up in the morning expecting to have a bad day, you'll rarely disappoint yourself. Stop complaining! Don't be a duck. Be an eagle. Ducks quack and complain. Eagles soar above the crowd.'
'That hit me right,' said Wasu. He continued and said, 'It is about me. I was always quacking and complaining, so I decided to change my attitude and become an eagle. I looked around at the other cabs and their drivers. The cabs were dirty, the drivers were unfriendly, and the customers were unhappy. So I decided to make some changes. I put in a few at a time. When my customers responded well, I did more.'
'I take it that has paid off for you,' I said.
'It sure has,' Wasu replied. 'My first year as an eagle, I doubled my income from the previous year. This year, I'll probably quadruple it. My customers call me for appointments on my cell phone or leave a message on it.'
Wasu made a different choice. He decided to stop quacking like ducks and start soaring like eagles. I hope we all decide to soar like an eagle and not quack like a duck."


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A decent president's words on the 4th of July (I know that some people can't stand that he really actually makes sense when he speaks); it, doesn't fit the agenda of those that must hate the United States because of their constant and relentless lies about him.



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Dolly, a person who practices what she preaches...who is who she claims to be...

I admire her for both her talent and her goodness and living a life that is, seemingly,
inclusive and accepting of all of humankind.



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I stole this and have no idea who to credit; but, it is too priceless not to share:

One morning a husband returns to the cabin after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap.

Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out, since it is such a beautiful day. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book.

Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says," Good morning, Ma'am, what are you doing"?

"Reading a book," she replies, (thinking, "Isn't that obvious"?)

"You're in a Restricted Fishing Area," he informs her.

"I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing, I'm reading."

"Yes, but you have all the equipment. I'll have to write you up a ticket."

"For reading a book"? she replies.

"You're in a Restricted Fishing Area," he informs her again.

"But officer, I'm not fishing, I'm reading."

"Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to write you up a ticket and you'll have to pay a fine."

"If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault," says the woman.

"But I haven't even touched you," says the Game Warden.

"That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment."

"Have a nice day ma'am," and he immediately departed.

MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It's likely she can also think.

Sure God created man before woman. But then you always make a rough draft before the final masterpiece!!
Here lies the drama of the story