\nHappy Thanksgiving to all my friends in the GTC community.<\/p>\n
\tTurkey Riddles<\/p>\n
\tWhy do turkeys gobble?
\n\tBecause they never learned table manners!<\/p>\n
\tWhat kind of key has legs and can’t open doors?
\n\tA Turkey!<\/p>\n
\tHow can you send a turkey through the post office?
\n\tBird class mail!<\/p>\n
\tWhat happened when the turkey got into a fight?
\n\tHe got the stuffing knocked out of him!<\/p>\n
\tWhy did the turkey cross the road?
\n\tBecause the chicken got Thanksgiving off!<\/p>\n
\tWhy did the band hire a turkey as a drummer?
\n\tBecause he had the drumsticks!<\/p>\n
\tThanksgiving Riddles<\/p>\n
\tIf April showers bring May flowers, what do May flowers bring?
\n\tPilgrims!<\/p>\n
\tWhat sound does a space turkey make?
\n\tHubble, Hubble, Hubble!<\/p>\n
\tHow do you make gold soup?
\n\tThrow in fourteen carrots!<\/p>\n
\tWhat’s a Pilgrim’s favorite kind of music?
\n\tPlymouth Rock!<\/p>\n
\tWhat do you call a 500-pound turkey?
\n\tSir!<\/p>\n
Posted by:<\/strong> getagrip on November 27, 2013, 5:17 pm<\/p>\n \tSo Skinny, you are now trying to be Turkey Youngman?<\/p>\n \tHappy Thanksgiving everyone!<\/p>\n \tEnjoy and be safe!<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n Posted by:<\/strong> Mr Finesse on November 27, 2013, 7:49 pm<\/p>\n \tHappy Thanksgiving to everyone on the GTC site and I am looking forward to a great 2014 for GTC next year.<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n Posted by:<\/strong> Finisher on November 27, 2013, 8:24 pm<\/p>\n Posted by:<\/strong> Timmer on November 27, 2013, 10:22 pm<\/p>\n \tI heard you’re playing in the lounge all week… \ud83d\ude09 <\/p>\n \t \ud83d\ude0e \ud83d\ude0e \ud83d\ude0e<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\n Posted by:<\/strong> GameDay on November 28, 2013, 12:12 am<\/p>\n \tIT DON\u2019T COST NUTTIN TO BE NICE\u2026\u2026\u2026..DID YOU KNOW\u2026\u2026\u2026\u2026. \tAt a Touchdown Club meeting many years ago, Coach Paul "Bear" Bryant told the following story: <\/p>\n \tI had just been named the new head coach at Alabama and was off in my old car down in South Alabama \tGetting hungry, I spied an old cinderblock building with a small sign out front that simply said, "Restaurant." \tBut the food smelled good, so I skip a table and go up to a cement bar and sit. <\/p>\n \tA big ole man in a tee shirt and cap comes over and says, "What do you need?" <\/p>\n \tI told him I needed lunch and what did they have today? <\/p>\n \tHe says, "You probably won’t like it here. Today we’re having chitlins, collard greens and black-eyed peas with cornbread. \tI looked him square in the eye and said, "I’m from Arkansas, and I’ve probably eaten a mile of them. Sounds like I’m in the right place." <\/p>\n \tThey all smiled as he left to serve me up a big plate. When he comes back he says, "You ain’t from around here then?" <\/p>\n \tI explain I’m the new football coach up in Tuscaloosa at the University and I’m here to find whatever that boy’s name was, \tAs I’m paying up to leave, I remember my manners and leave a tip, not too big to be flashy, but a good one, and he told me lunch was on him, \tI was so new that I didn’t have any yet. It really wasn’t that big a thing back then to be asked for, but I took a napkin and wrote his name and \tI met the kid I was looking for later that afternoon and I don’t remember his name, but do remember I didn’t think much of him when I met him. <\/p>\n \tI had wasted a day, or so I thought. When I got back to Tuscaloosa late that night, I took that napkin from my shirt pocket and put it under my \tNow let’s go a whole buncha years down the road. Now we have black players at Alabama and I’m back down in that part of the country scouting \tTwo days later, I’m in my office in Tuscaloosa and the phone rings and it’s this kid who just turned me down, and he says, \tAnd I said, "Yes I sure do." And he says OK, he’ll come. <\/p>\n \tAnd I say, "Well son, what changed your mind?"<\/p>\n \tAnd he said, "When my grandpa found out that I had a chance to play for you and said no, he pitched a fit and told me I wasn’t going nowhere \tWell, I didn’t know his granddad from Adam’s housecat so I asked him who his granddaddy was and he said, \t"My grandpa said that when you left there, he never expected you to remember him or to send him that picture, but you kept your word to him \tI was floored. But I learned that the lessons my mama taught me were always right. It don’t cost nuthin’ to be nice. \tWhen I went back to sign that boy, I looked up his Grandpa and he’s still running that place, but it looks a lot better now. And he didn’t have \tI made it clear to all my assistants to keep this story and these lessons in mind when they’re out on the road. \tCoach Bryant was in the presence of those few gentlemen for only minutes, and he defined himself for life. \t"I expect to pass through the world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness I can show to any creature, let me do it now. 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\n\tGood Rolling.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
\n\t\u00b7 It don’t cost nuthin’ to be nice– Coach Paul "Bear" Bryant<\/p>\n
\n\t\u00b7 recruiting a prospect who was supposed to have been a pretty good player, and I was having trouble finding the place. <\/p>\n
\n\t\u00b7 I pull up, go in, and every head in the place turns to stare at me. Seems I’m the only white fella in the place. <\/p>\n
\n\tI’ll bet you don’t even know what chitlins are, do you?" <\/p>\n
\n\tand he says, "Yeah I’ve heard of him, he’s supposed to be pretty good." And he gives me directions to the school so I can meet him and his coach. <\/p>\n
\n\tbut I told him for a lunch that good, I felt I should pay. The big man asked me if I had a photograph or something he could hang up to show I’d
\n\tbeen there.<\/p>\n
\n\taddress on it and told him I’d get him one. <\/p>\n
\n\tkeys so I wouldn’t forget it. Back then I was excited that anybody would want a picture of me. The next day we found a picture and I wrote on it,
\n\t"Thanks for the best lunch I’ve ever had." <\/p>\n
\n\tan offensive lineman we sure needed. Y’all remember (and I forget the name, but it’s not important to the story), well anyway, he’s got two friends
\n\tgoing to Auburn and he tells me he’s got his heart set on Auburn too, so I leave empty handed and go on to see some others while I’m down there. <\/p>\n
\n\t"Coach, do you still want me at Alabama ?" <\/p>\n
\n\tbut Alabama, and wasn’t playing for nobody but you. He thinks a lot of you and has ever since y’all met." <\/p>\n
\n\t"You probably don’t remember him, but you ate in his restaurant your first year at Alabama and you sent him a picture that he’s had hung in that
\n\tplace ever since. That picture’s his pride and joy and he still tells everybody about the day that Bear Bryant came in and had chitlins with him…" <\/p>\n
\n\tand to Grandpa, that’s everything. He said you could teach me more than football and I had to play for a man like you, so I guess I’m going to." <\/p>\n
\n\tIt don’t cost nuthin\u2019 to do the right thing most of the time, and it costs a lot to lose your good name by breaking your word to someone. <\/p>\n
\n\tchitlins that day, but he had some ribs that would make Dreamland proud. I made sure I posed for a lot of pictures; and don’t think I didn’t leave
\n\tsome new ones for him, too, along with a signed football. <\/p>\n
\n\tIf you remember anything else from me, remember this. It really doesn’t cost anything to be nice, and the rewards can be unimaginable.<\/p>\n
\n\tRegardless of our profession, we do define ourselves by how we treat others, and how we behave in the presence of others, and most of the time, we have only minutes or seconds to leave a lasting impression. We can be rude, crude, arrogant, cantankerous, or we can be nice. Nice is always a better choice.<\/p>\n
\n\tWhy are you here and what gifts do you have? Everyone has greatness within themselves. Start showing it! \ud83d\ude42<\/div>\n<\/div>\n