>Thought we might need this humor for the next few months.....
>
>Hurricane Humor
>
>You know you're living on the Gulf Coast when:
>
>You have more than 20 C and D batteries in your kitchen drawer.
>
>The freezer in your garage is full of homemade ice.
>
>You flinch when you are introduced to a person named Charley, Frances or
>Ivan.
>
>You find yourself dropping words like "millibar" and "convection"into
>everyday conversation.
>
>Your pantry contains more than 10 cans of Spaghetti Os.
>
>Making coffee on your propane grill does not seem like an odd thing to do.
>
>You are thinking of repainting your house to match the plywood covering
>your windows.
>
>When describing your house to a prospective buyer, you say it has three
>bedrooms, two baths and one safe place.
>
>You are on a first-name basis with the cashier at Home Depot.
>
>You are delighted to pay $2 for a gallon of unleaded.
>
>The road leading to your house has been declared a No-Wake Zone.
>
>You decide that your patio furniture looks better on the bottom of the
>pool.
>
>You have the number for FEMA on your speed dialer.
>
>You own more than three large coolers.
>
>You can wish that other people get hit by a hurricane and not feel the
>least bit guilty about it.
>
>Three months ago you couldn't hang a shower curtain; today you can assemble
>a portable generator by candlelight.
>
>You catch a 5-pound catfish. In your driveway.
>
>You can recite from memory whole portions of your homeowner's insurance
>policy.
>
>At cocktail parties, women are attracted to the guy with the biggest chain
>saw.
>
>You have had tuna fish more than 5 days in a row.
>
>There is a roll of tar paper in your garage.
>
>You can rattle off the names of three or more meteorologists who work at
>the Weather Channel.
>
>Someone comes to your door to tell you they found your roof.
>
>Ice is a valid topic of conversation.
>
>Relocating to South Dakota does not seem like such a crazy idea.
>
>
>Hurricane Humor
>
>You know you're living on the Gulf Coast when:
>
>You have more than 20 C and D batteries in your kitchen drawer.
>
>The freezer in your garage is full of homemade ice.
>
>You flinch when you are introduced to a person named Charley, Frances or
>Ivan.
>
>You find yourself dropping words like "millibar" and "convection"into
>everyday conversation.
>
>Your pantry contains more than 10 cans of Spaghetti Os.
>
>Making coffee on your propane grill does not seem like an odd thing to do.
>
>You are thinking of repainting your house to match the plywood covering
>your windows.
>
>When describing your house to a prospective buyer, you say it has three
>bedrooms, two baths and one safe place.
>
>You are on a first-name basis with the cashier at Home Depot.
>
>You are delighted to pay $2 for a gallon of unleaded.
>
>The road leading to your house has been declared a No-Wake Zone.
>
>You decide that your patio furniture looks better on the bottom of the
>pool.
>
>You have the number for FEMA on your speed dialer.
>
>You own more than three large coolers.
>
>You can wish that other people get hit by a hurricane and not feel the
>least bit guilty about it.
>
>Three months ago you couldn't hang a shower curtain; today you can assemble
>a portable generator by candlelight.
>
>You catch a 5-pound catfish. In your driveway.
>
>You can recite from memory whole portions of your homeowner's insurance
>policy.
>
>At cocktail parties, women are attracted to the guy with the biggest chain
>saw.
>
>You have had tuna fish more than 5 days in a row.
>
>There is a roll of tar paper in your garage.
>
>You can rattle off the names of three or more meteorologists who work at
>the Weather Channel.
>
>Someone comes to your door to tell you they found your roof.
>
>Ice is a valid topic of conversation.
>
>Relocating to South Dakota does not seem like such a crazy idea.
>

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