Max_Diablo (klicks)

Max_Diablo (klicks)

Max_Diablo (klicks)
  • Updated:March 13, 2016 7:40 pm
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  • Member Since:February 5, 2010 4:16 pm
- Located in the Denton, Tx. area about half way between Dallas and the Oklahoma State Line.
- I enjoy reading, music, collecting pocket knives, Zippo lighters, Morgan Silver Dollars,
Obsolete Currency(coin and paper), and Foreign Currency(coin and paper).
Pisces (Feb 19-Mar 20)
- Pasture Dweller -- In my younger years, Volunteer Firefighter/Paramedic/Seasonal Firefighter/Smoke Jumper, U.S. Navy Veteran, Auto Mechanic, Former Truck Driver.
- "Rodeo Song" by Garry Lee & Showdown

- "This Old Hat" by Chris Ledeaux

- I feel the capacity to care is the thing which gives life its deepest significance. Pablo Casals

- Life's journey is not to arrive safely at the grave in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting, "HOLY SHIT!...WHAT A RIDE!"

- So often times it happens, we live our lives in chains, and we never even know we have the key. "Already Gone-The Eagles"

- Be the kind of man that when you put your feet on the floor each morning, the devil says, "OH SHIT, HE'S UP!!"

- Someone has to set a bad example.

- Bad decisions make good stories.

- Some days, It's not even worth chewing through the restraints.

- "Fall Of The Peacemakers" Molly Hachett

A king without a sword
A land without a king
A truth without a voice
One song left to sing
One song to sing...

A wise man told me there's something you should know
The way you judge a man is to look into his soul
And you'll soon see everything

A voice from the past cried give peace a chance
He paid our price now he's free at last
And imagine, we called him a dreamer

How many times must good men die
How many tears will the children cry
'Till we suffer no more sadness
Stop the madness
Oh, stop the madness

If ashes are ashes and dust is dust
At our journey's end, then return we must
To the sands of the shore

White doves in flight
Peace to all
But tell me why the peacemakers fall
Must we bury anymore

The hush of the crowd as the horse rode by
A black lace veil hid the tears from her eyes
And we all wept in silence

How many times must good men die
How many times will the children cry
'Till we suffer no more sadness
Oh, stop the madness
Oh, stop all the madness

Written By: Dave Hlubek

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- If it aint comfortable,why wear it?
- My religious beliefs are my own,I pride myself on being a tolerant person.
- 2nd generation Irish-American.
- Never turn your back on a politician.
You know they are feeding you a line of BS because their lips are moving.
- Perpendicular to the ceiling ... Straight
- Married to my best friend. She is my Heart, My Soul, My World...
- My heart still skips a beat when she enters the room...
- Two grown boys. I'm proud of them both.
- Seeks to broaden my circle of friends. I don't cyber, so don't ask. My friends are welcome to PM anytime w/o asking permission.

- Obey the principles without being bound by them... Bruce Lee

- In each of us, there are two natures at war... The Good, and The Evil.
Dr. Henry Jekyll

- The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it...
Oscar Wilde

- Hell will freeze over and I will ice skate with the Devil before I will lower my flag... Will Hayden ~ Red Jacket Firearms

- Greater love hath no man than this, that a man shall lay down his life for his friends. KJV 15:13

- Cranky Old Man

What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?
What are you thinking .. . when you're looking at me?
A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . .. with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food .. . ... . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . .'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . .the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . .. . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . ... lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . .The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?. .Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse .you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am . . . . .. As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, .. . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . .with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters .. . . .. . who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen . . . .. with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . .. . . a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows .. .. .that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . .I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . .. . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . .. With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. .have grown and are gone,
But my woman is beside me . . to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .. ...Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ... . . . . I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing .. . . young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man . . . . . . .. and nature is cruel.
It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . A young man still dwells,
And now and again . . . . . my battered heart swells
I remember the joys . . . . .. . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . .. gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . . .. . . open and see.
Not a cranky old man .
Look closer . . . . see .. .. . .. .... . ME!!

Written by Steven Beale

~ An Irish Prayer ~

Take time to work,
It is the price of success,
Take time to think,
It is the source of power.
Take time to play,
It is the secret of perpetual youth.
Take time to read,
It is the foundation of wisdom.
Take time to be friendly,
It is the road to happiness.
Take time to love and be loved,
It is the privilege of the gods.
Take time to share,
Life is too short to be selfish.
Take time to laugh,
Laughter is the music of the soul.


Stephen King, Dean Koontz, Dale Brown, Clive Cussler
Varies by Author
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Dallas Morning News, Ft. Worth Star Telegram, USA Today
Bloom County, Calvin and Hobbs, Garfield, Non Sequiter
Caine Mutiny, Ghost Story, Titanic, Jurassic Park
NCIS, NCIS: Los Angeles, NCIS: New Orleans, Castle, Hawaii 5-0, Ghost Hunters, Dead Files, Ghost Mine, Destination Truth, Fact or Faked: Paranormal files, MonsterQuest, Big Bang Theory
Country, Classic Rock, Classical, Jazz, Blues, Big Bands, Swing
Too many to list
Baseball, Football
Texas Rangers, Oakland Raiders, Washington Redskins, NY Giants
Depends on my mood
Lasagna #1, Too many others to list

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